and disappeared.
Noah looked at him again. "I'm not interested in a slave position. I won't sign on for a year right off, but I'll agree to six months contracted submission. At the end of six months we can sign a continuance as is for another six, renegotiate for another term, or split up."
Tobias nodded, not surprised at the sudden turn of the conversation. "Agreed. I require you wear a pager at all times-I know that as a police officer you have a duty to the people of this city, and during your shift that takes precedence for your time. Every Sunday I will ask for your weekly schedule-work, any obligations you've made to family, friends ... whatever. I want to know where you are as well as I can. Your weekends are mine." The basics-how long Noah would be his, and the pager-were the easiest to get through; they were the deal breakers, so to speak. If either of them had major issues with such fundamentals, there was little point in continuing.
"Agreed." Noah hadn't hesitated, and Tobias let himself relax a bit more so that he was finally able to take in a few 98
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more details. As he watched, Noah shifted and crossed his legs, leaning back on one arm. He looked good, casual khakis, white shirt, blue vest. "I have a pager at home, I'll write the number down for you."
Tobias shook his head, dismissing the notion. "No, I'll provide one." He leaned forward a little, intent. "It won't be easy, Noah. You'll hate me at times. I demand obedience, respect and thoughtfulness. I'll want you to think about me, about what would make me happy. I'll put you through your paces and expect you to work harder on yourself than you ever have before."
Noah searched Tobias' eyes for a moment. "Nothing in life that's worth doing is easy. And I have good reason to trust you."
It made him smile. "You want to. You may have even started to, and I truly want you to. In return for your submission I will promise never to lie to you, trick you, or damage you. I will be responsible for you when we are together or when I send you somewhere on my behalf. I will protect you, guide you, and teach you. Is that acceptable?"
"Accepted and appreciated." Noah nodded.
Tobias took a breath. His promises, sincerely made, were easy for him. He'd do no less for anyone under his control.
But there were things he needed as well. "I'll still require safe words. I'd also like an itemized list of implements you like and ones you hate, with reasons for the ones you dislike." He shrugged one shoulder. "I may decide to use them anyway.
The same with scenes or situations you fear or loathe-you don't have to give me details, but I want to know what your 99
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reasoning is before I'll agree not to try something. If you give me everything I need, you won't have to worry about my choices."
After a moment Noah nodded. "All right, I can do that," he conceded. "You ready for my issues?"
Tobias grinned, relieved. "I guess I better be."
Noah chuckled and watched as the food arrived, waiting to continue until they were alone again. "I want to do this, I know I need it. I'm offering it freely and without reservation, Tobias." He sighed and stirred his soup and then turned soulful brown eyes on Tobias. "But I need you to understand that I am honestly terrified of losing my identity to this."
Nodding, Tobias picked up his spoon. "I can't tell you it's never happened before. Part of what I do is make sure that doesn't happen, that you get grounded within yourself, not in me, not in subspace. Do you spend your time in the evenings doing anything in particular?"
"Depends on the night. I play basketball on Wednesdays with a boys club at the Y downtown, and I volunteer as a counselor for teenagers Thursdays ... otherwise I'm watching a game with guys from work or hanging out at home."
Tobias thought about that as he sipped his soup. The broth was a little more sour than he usually
Noah looked at him again. "I'm not interested in a slave position. I won't sign on for a year right off, but I'll agree to six months contracted submission. At the end of six months we can sign a continuance as is for another six, renegotiate for another term, or split up."
Tobias nodded, not surprised at the sudden turn of the conversation. "Agreed. I require you wear a pager at all times-I know that as a police officer you have a duty to the people of this city, and during your shift that takes precedence for your time. Every Sunday I will ask for your weekly schedule-work, any obligations you've made to family, friends ... whatever. I want to know where you are as well as I can. Your weekends are mine." The basics-how long Noah would be his, and the pager-were the easiest to get through; they were the deal breakers, so to speak. If either of them had major issues with such fundamentals, there was little point in continuing.
"Agreed." Noah hadn't hesitated, and Tobias let himself relax a bit more so that he was finally able to take in a few 98
Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
more details. As he watched, Noah shifted and crossed his legs, leaning back on one arm. He looked good, casual khakis, white shirt, blue vest. "I have a pager at home, I'll write the number down for you."
Tobias shook his head, dismissing the notion. "No, I'll provide one." He leaned forward a little, intent. "It won't be easy, Noah. You'll hate me at times. I demand obedience, respect and thoughtfulness. I'll want you to think about me, about what would make me happy. I'll put you through your paces and expect you to work harder on yourself than you ever have before."
Noah searched Tobias' eyes for a moment. "Nothing in life that's worth doing is easy. And I have good reason to trust you."
It made him smile. "You want to. You may have even started to, and I truly want you to. In return for your submission I will promise never to lie to you, trick you, or damage you. I will be responsible for you when we are together or when I send you somewhere on my behalf. I will protect you, guide you, and teach you. Is that acceptable?"
"Accepted and appreciated." Noah nodded.
Tobias took a breath. His promises, sincerely made, were easy for him. He'd do no less for anyone under his control.
But there were things he needed as well. "I'll still require safe words. I'd also like an itemized list of implements you like and ones you hate, with reasons for the ones you dislike." He shrugged one shoulder. "I may decide to use them anyway.
The same with scenes or situations you fear or loathe-you don't have to give me details, but I want to know what your 99
Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
reasoning is before I'll agree not to try something. If you give me everything I need, you won't have to worry about my choices."
After a moment Noah nodded. "All right, I can do that," he conceded. "You ready for my issues?"
Tobias grinned, relieved. "I guess I better be."
Noah chuckled and watched as the food arrived, waiting to continue until they were alone again. "I want to do this, I know I need it. I'm offering it freely and without reservation, Tobias." He sighed and stirred his soup and then turned soulful brown eyes on Tobias. "But I need you to understand that I am honestly terrified of losing my identity to this."
Nodding, Tobias picked up his spoon. "I can't tell you it's never happened before. Part of what I do is make sure that doesn't happen, that you get grounded within yourself, not in me, not in subspace. Do you spend your time in the evenings doing anything in particular?"
"Depends on the night. I play basketball on Wednesdays with a boys club at the Y downtown, and I volunteer as a counselor for teenagers Thursdays ... otherwise I'm watching a game with guys from work or hanging out at home."
Tobias thought about that as he sipped his soup. The broth was a little more sour than he usually
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