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[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

Another chuckle. “Not to argue, but no, Sir. Not just one more minute. There’s no rush. I’ll stay here all night, if you want me to. It’s not a burden, don’t think about it that way. Your submission to me isn’t a burden to you, is it?” He reached up, taking Blake by the hands to help steady and anchor him. “It’s okay. I’m okay. And you’re okay too. Talk to me. How do you feel?”

Blake rolled his eyes at Ross response, but nodded just the same. “Alright, point taken. I just know it’s...Unorthodox. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, or take too much from you.” Clearing his throat, Blake added, “Good boy.” He gave his hands willingly and happily, Feeling the man holding him that way gave him something to help his nerves, and he relaxed a little more. “Good. Thank you, I’m not very good at this. I’m okay with that. I don’t understand it. I don’t understand why I need it, or why my mark changed. It feels weird. Like I’m doing something I shouldn’t. Like I’ll get caught with my hand in the cookie jar. But at the same time, I like it. It makes me feel better. It makes me feel...Things.” Blake shoot his head. “I know you’re going to ask what things. I think you will, if I know you at all. It’s embarrassing. But it makes me feel like I want more. Like I could...Give you an order, or fuck you, even. But that feels...Hard at the same time, too.”

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

Ross chuckled, shaking his head softly to himself before sliding into a kneeling position in front of Blake as his first response. “Oh dove– Sir, I did already offer to submit to you multiple times. I don’t mind at all.”

Blake followed Ross with his eyes, pulling his lip to his teeth. Seeing the man like this left him with mixed feelings, but the act of the kneeling was simultaneously giving him exactly what he needed. “Ross...” It was the first time Blake had ever referred to the Dominant by his first name. His hand shot out to tangle slowly in Ross hair. “Thank you, I needed this. Thank you.” Leaning down, Blake pulled the other into a passionate kiss, one more intense than he’d initiated in the past. “I won’t ask you to stay there long. Just...One more minute.”

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

“What is it?”

“Could you...Would you- Would you kneel for me, please?”

[blakeevansafter]

“Sir...I have a big ask. But I’m nervous about it.”

@charmingnoble​

[blakeevansafter]

“Do you believe in aliens, Sir? Or ghosts?”

@charmingnoble​

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

PM: You’re fine, sweetheart. I’ll hold you. I just had to ask. We can stay in tomorrow, if you want. Rest. Get some vitamins in you. I’ll take care of you.

PM: Thank you Sir, so much. That means a lot to me. I don’t want to be a problem, I’ll be okay. I just want cuddles. And warmth. Warmth would be good. Thank you for offering Sir, but I don’t want to miss Darrean’s cookout. Maybe we could just go for a little while? You take such good care of me Sir. I want...I can’t wait to wear your cuff. And your collar. If that’s...If that’s what you want. 

[blakeevansafter]

from here

PM: I’m just not feeling very well, Sir, and I just...Want to be held. Don’t worry, it doesn’t have anything to do with withdrawals or anything like that. I think I’m maybe just getting a cold or something. It’s no big deal, I’m just being an infant. 

@charmingnoble​

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

In response, the sound of a guitar being strummed through a chord could be heard out in the hallway. Then another, followed by another. Then a song started to play, with a familiar voice singing over it. When Blake opened the door, he’d find fire-less candles and rose petals leading from Blake’s door to Ross’ with Ross himself standing beside it, urging Blake with gestures to follow him and the path. When they got to his door, he opened the door at the best possible moment in his song and gestured for Blake to lead them inside, where there was more set up.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0SCPVdVHx2M

The sounds of the guitar roused Blake from his bed, the confusion apparent on his face. The trail he found when he opened his door to locate the source of the sound brought even more confusion, but he followed, wanting to understand what was happening. Immediately he grinned, seeing Ross, but when he put two and two together. Looking around and the candles and the petals, hearing the words of Ross song and seeing him standing there, playing for him, Blake couldn’t help but to tear up. When the Dominant opened the door, the sight before him brought the tears to fall actively from his eyes, and both hands flew to cover his mouth. When Ross was done singing, Blake turned to stare, tears still flowing and his mouth hanging open when his hands dropped. “Sir, what...What is...What is this? You did this? This is...No one has ever- You’re incredible Ross. This is so perfect. I don’t even know what I did to deserve this. You.”

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

PM to @blakeevansafter​: What are you up to tonight?

PM: Nothing, Sir. I’m just laying here. What about you? Why do you ask?

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

Ross was patient, letting Blake get everything out. He could see the faltering and feel the want to cry radiating off of the other man. It made his own chest ache, and he reached out to do what he could to offer immediate support. His hands found Blake’s cheeks to keep them from being bitten and he rubbed gentle swipes along his cheekbones, guiding their foreheads to rest against each other for a moment. He was quiet, exaggerating his breaths to lead by silent example. “We’re okay, dove. You’re okay. I’m okay. I feel you, it’s okay.” Maybe Ross was a bit empathic, maybe that was how he got along with people so easily and was in the position of having had so many partners. He could get along with just about anyone. This was different though. “You’re not stupid, and those things are not dumb, neither is wanting them or thinking about them. You’re precious to me, Blake. More than I think you know. Let’s break this into pieces. First, you’re right. We aren’t official or anything. But that doesn’t mean that can’t change in point five seconds.” Nudging the Submissive’s chin, he urged him to look back up and guided him until their eyes met. “Will you let me cuff you? You could be my prince.” A short pause and he nudged their noses. “Do you know why I picked that specific pet name for you? Because I’m a noble. Do you know what my prince would mean to me? How much I would do for him? How little I’d need from other people. I want you to. I know that my reputation and my history make me look like someone that can’t settle down, but I can. I just have chosen not to up until now. Because I haven’t had a reason. I don’t want you to feel like asking for something is a bad idea. If I don’t like it, I don’t have to say yes. We can talk about things that are difficult to ask for or that I’m not sure about. You are no fool, and you have nothing to be afraid of. That’s what this conversation is all about. I want to take these worries from you. All of them.”

Blake gave himself over again to Ross’ touch, body relaxing at the hands of the Dominant. His eyes fluttered closed while he tried to control his breathing, using Ross as a guide while he centered himself. The way Ross nuzzled into him made his heartbeat quicken, the corners of his lips curling into a small smile while he looked into the Dominant’s eyes. “Thank you. The reassurance was needed. I’m sorry it was. I know it’s not fair of me to put that on you. You’re precious to me too Sir. Roswell. I’m sorry for using your full name. I needed you to know I was serious. That I meant it.” He allowed himself to be guided, meeting the Dominant’s eyes as requested. The next words caught his breath and stopped his heart, and he blinked at the other repetitively while he tried to turn his brain back on. “You want that? You really want that? Because that’s...Sir that’s just one step before claiming. And I- I want that so much. Yes! YES. A million times yes! Sir, I am yours. Your Prince. That’s...That’s so fucking special Sir. That’s really fucking special and I’m sorry but I’m going to cry. You’re incredible, I don’t even know where you came from. I...I don’t know what to say. I’ll settle down with you. I’ll be with you. I’m yours, I have been yours. I want all of those things with you. I’m still getting used to the talking part, but I’m working on it. I trust you. With everything I am. You do such an amazing job. The best job, Sir. I’ll give you everything. I won’t go anywhere. You’re stuck with me, I’m warning you now.”

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

Any time, any place, dear prince. 

PM: How about right now, Sir?

is there anyone on campus that you want to have sex with?

There is, yeah. Yes.

private:

@charmingnoble

[blakeevansafter]

is there anyone on campus that you want to have sex with?

There is, yeah. Yes.

private:

@charmingnoble

[blakeevansafter]

have you ever been in love?

Yeah, I have.

I am. 

[blakeevansafter]

charmingnoble​:

The feeling of kissing Blake was incredible, but feeling him give so fully and easily was beyond words. Ross was gentle because of this, firm but soft. The more Blake said, the more Ross had to say and the more speechless he became at the same time. He was quiet and patient so that the Submissive could get out everything that he had to say, affectionately caressing gentle fingertips along whatever skin he could find. “Don’t be scared, prince. I want you to know that you can talk to me about these things, even without prompting. I’m always here to listen and talk. This is it, you’re a good boy. This is what I wanted from you.” When the question came, he gave a visible reaction that he couldn’t stop or control and he licked his lips while he considered what to say, looking off for the few seconds he allowed himself before he opened his mouth to reply. “Yes. I’m worried. I’m worried that you’re not sure where you stand, or if I’m just going to sod off one day, or any number of other things. I’m worried you’ll get hurt, and I’m a little worried that you might already be. Because of my reputation.” There were other things to address, other things that had been said. Now was the time. “I do miss you when you leave, Blake. And I think about you too. I wonder about what you’re up to, whether you need anything, how you’re feeling. I don’t want you hurting. We’re adults, we know my reputation and what I’m worried about. I’m not seeing anyone else right now. To make that clear. And I think that’s where I’m going with this. I want us to be clear, so that you don’t end up hurt because of me. What do you want to say about that? What do you think you need from me, in that context?” He leaned in closer again, though he hadn’t leaned that far away in the first place. “You can be honest with me, I want you to know that. You can ask me to do things, or not do things. I won’t be offended, we can talk about it all.”

The ways that Ross worked so hard to make sure Blake felt completely comfortable while they talked left him feeling like he was on top of the world. “I try not to be. There’s just a lot of stuff happening in my head at once, stuff I really don’t talk about. Ever. Because it’s a lot. And these days, I feel like everything might make me just a little too much. But I love it when you call me a good boy. It makes me feel really good.” Shrugging, he waited patiently for Ross to continue. He chewed his lip after the Dominant was done, thinking about how he would respond. “I do worry about those things sometimes Sir. Meaning, that I worry about where I stand. And I worry that one day I’ll wake up and this will be done. But that has nothing to do with your reputation, it has to do with me, being afraid of those things because that’s what scares me. I could be with Gandhi and worry about the same. It makes me feel really good to know that you do think about me Sir. That you miss me, and you wonder those things. And I’m glad you made that clear Sir. I did wonder. But not because of you. Because of me, again. I’m not talking to anyone else either Sir. Just in case you were wondering. Miss Lilian has been talking to me, and helping me with some stuff, but it’s not like that. She’s Ashton’s...Domme? I’m glad you want to be clear, and keep things transparent. Because that’s really what I need. I know that’s a big thing though. I try not to ask for too much. I don’t want to scare you or run you off, and I don’t think it’s my place to tell you what you can or can’t do. Should or shouldn’t. I just don’t want this to stop. I don’t know if I’d do okay with another submissive or Switch in the picture. It scares me. And I guess it’s just never what I pictured. I know that’s what you’re asking. But I don’t want to be the reason you aren’t yourself, if that’s what you want. I don’t want to take anything from you. I don’t want you to resent me or anything like that. I’m scared I’ll lose you just as quick holding on too tight. And if that’s the case I’d rather bite my tongue. And I feel stupid sometimes. Because I feel like thinking all of those things is dumb when this isn’t even...I just mean we aren’t official or anything. So here I am, thinking all these things, and I don’t even know what you want, or what you’re thinking, or if I’m just...Fooling myself again.” Blake’s lips twisted to the side while he looked down again, biting his inner cheek to try and avoid crying. 

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charmingnoble​:

“You’re the cute one, sweet prince. First,” he leaned in to plant a kiss on Blake’s lips, sliding his fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck. After a few soft seconds, he leaned back just enough to speak. He wasn’t going to talk about Ashton or Roderick’s conversations with him just yet, because he didn’t want Blake to feel anxious or nervous about the idea of other people talking about him. But those convos did inspire this one. “How are you feeling about it? I know you’re happy, but I want to know if there’s anything deeper. Anything that I should know. Anything you want me to know. And I want to talk to you about what this means to you, and what you need from me. I don’t want to trample you. I know my reputation and I know how you must feel about yourself sometimes. Because of my reputation.”

“I won’t ever get used to any of this, I need you to know that now Sir. You’re too good.” Blake gripped at Ross immediately when the Dominant closed the distance between them, giving in to him as soon as he began to lean forward. It was as easy as breathing, reacting the Ross the way he did, and giving him all of himself. “There’s no problem, if that’s what you’re asking. I like it here. I like being here with you, Sir. I like serving you, and submitting to you. I like everything we do. I’m sad when I leave, and I think about you all the time. If you’re okay, or if you need anything, or if you...Miss me the way I miss you. I don’t...I don’t know what you’re asking me to say, or if you’re looking for something specific. I know you want to know how I really feel. Maybe I’m...Scared of everything I do feel. I don’t want to say too much. I don’t want to jump to conclusions or...Turn you off to me. This means a lot to me, Sir. You mean a lot to me. More than I say. Because I don’t know how. And because I’m scared. I shouldn’t be. I do trust you. Every time I’ve trusted someone it has gone very, very badly. I think about things sometimes. I think about them and dream about them. About you. But I don’t know if that’s allowed. Or if I’m just being silly. Are you worried about how I perceive your reputation, Sir?”

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charmingnoble​:

“You’re bloody adorable, dove. I feel excited too, happy. I like having you here. With me. Do you want to talk about that? You being here with me.”

“You’re so cute I can hardly stand it, Sir. Thank you. It’s nice that you think that way about me. You’re happy? That’s wonderful. I like being here Sir, I really do. Your energy is the best place to be. Yes, Sir. Was there something specific you wanted to talk about...About it?”

[blakeevansafter]

[ TEXT ]: How are you, dear? Update me.

PM: Good afternoon Miss. Thanks for checking in on me. It means a lot. I'm doing okay, getting a little more adjusted and getting things on track for myself. I can't thank you enough for all of your help, Miss. Are you doing alright?