Page 29 of Love Lessons: Expanded Edition

Chapter 5

Landon

Landon put on a flirty smile, hoping that Dustin wouldn’t notice how he’d gotten caught up in the fantasy.

He could imagine that stern mouth as Dustin signed sharply that he wasn’t to come. He could see those piercing eyes watching every shudder and breath while he teased and tormented, like Landon was the most important person in the whole world.

He was certain that Dustin would know exactly the minute when the caresses turned from pleasure to the impossible torture of not coming, would know exactly how to edge him and leave him aching in need and the desire to serve his Dom.

He could envision Dustin’s trim figure above him, sweaty and close, grinding their cocks together until Dustin came all over him, and then rubbed the deliciously dirty liquid all over his erection, eyes locked as he reminded him again that if he was very good, he might get to come tomorrow...

Landon had never been in any sort of relationship where that could happen, so right now it was truly a daydream. It wasn’t even what he usually fantasized about. The first part of what he’d said was his go-to fantasy.

And fuck, it would be hot to have all of that coiled intensity directed at him, to have Dustin so overcome that he pinned Landon to the wall. Even those few moments earlier, before things got awkward, suggested he would be gloriously wild in bed.

So Landon had no idea why he’d been thinking about denial. There was just something so… intimate about the idea of giving someone that level of control. Hopefully Dustin wouldn’t pay too much attention to it.

Landon definitely wanted to come tonight.

He shouldn’t have mentioned that at all. He’d meant to keep the fantasy he’d described pretty typical, while giving the evening some direction. This was a lesson.

But then he’d gotten invested, somehow, said things he didn’t mean. There was just something about Dustin that kept throwing him off. It wasn’t that he was inexperienced with D/s—that part he’d expected. It was more that he was being completely vulnerable with Landon and seemed to expect the same thing in return. He kept trying to peek inside Landon’s mind.

First with the conversation about the comic books. Landon could have gone on about the X-Men all day, and it seemed like Dustin would have listened. Landon would have been comfortable chatting about something else, like his niece and nephew, but the comic books felt unexpectedly private.

Then, Dustin had just asked to feel the power exchange between them instead of something more specific, and although things had gotten a little awkward, Landon had felt precious. There was something about the way that Dustin had nervously petted his hair before pulling it that was unexpectedly intimate.

It felt like he was treasured.

Landon had trained both Doms and subs before and it had always been pretty… removed. They were there to learn. He was there to teach. They told him which techniques they wanted to try, he answered questions, and, usually, everybody got to come.

When Dustin kneeled on the floor with him, though, it was different. He’d been asked about his fantasies before, but more as a casual question to get things going. Dustin seemed to really want to know.

It had been cozy down there, like they were in their own little world, signing together. Landon had let himself get lost.

With all of the other Doms he’d been with, novice and experienced, the parts where they were taking care of him were always a bit more routine. Like they were reading from a script.

With Dustin it felt like it was about… Landon. Not about the kink, somehow, though of course it was still about the kink.

Dustin just kept going off script. Or acting like he didn’t even know there was supposed to be a script.

It was sweet. Kind of amazing actually. But it was also the sort of sweet that had Landon running after men who seemed available and then left him to cry in his pillow.

Dustin’s untrained moves toward care and control couldn’t be about Landon. He was probably just a more caretaking kind of Dom. But that didn’t mean it was personal.

Definitely better to stick to lessons.

Landon would let himself enjoy what they did tonight, and maybe have a few follow-ups, but he needed to remember that it wasn’t anything more than that.

Stand up, Dustin commanded, taking him out of his head. Right. Now wasn’t the time to worry about anything except the next hour.

Dustin got to his feet and then offered Landon a hand. Let’s try some of what you suggested. Where’s your bedroom?

God, was he sexy when he was confident. They would still need to go over the new scene, but gaining that confidence was as much a part of the training as any actual techniques.

Landon took Dustin’s hand, feeling his strength and warmth. It was one of those little things that belied his inexperience; most Doms would give him a command and make him follow, but this was sweet. It would be so easy to believe that this was something more.

Landon led the way down the hall. He made sure to stay a few steps in front so that Dustin could get a good look at his ass.