The way it had felt so damn natural and perfect and right to take charge of him like I’d done last night and this morning, like somehow it was what we’d always been meant for and I just hadn’t seen it before now? Nah, there was no way in hell that was ever gonna be wrong… and if he kept on being weirded out by us suddenly turning gay, well, guess that just meant it was my job as his master to keep reminding him how fucking perfect it was until he got the fuck over that weirdness and finally accepted that this was the new us now.
