Page 30 of Gladiator's Bite
“Well, you might have a way to find your off world mate.”
“What? You threatening to chuck me into space now?” Selt laughed, creasing the corners of his eyes. He was actually having a good time. When he wasn’t running his mouth like a rejected teenager at prom, he didn’t smell that bad either.
“Is that your kink? Someone to toss you out there?”
“I can fly! My ancestors flew here on their own wings! We didn’t need a star blasted spaceship,” he shrugged.
“There might be a way we can help each other and not just for tonight,” I said, leaning in closer to him.
“Tell me in the playroom, Moony, or I’m going to look elsewhere.”
“You came in here to tell him I was violent and now you want me to top you?”
“I see why your friend responded to Laken instead of you,” he chuckled. “Are you in or out?”
“I’m not in yet,” I said before I could think it through.
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An hour later, Selt and I were in what club management at Tails Up, Scales Down dubbed the ritual room. It was a place lit by candles and befitting of Liam’s vision. The purple district was littered with showers, but they were used most often at clubs like this one. No one wanted to spend hours role playing while smelling someone’s armpit. Okay. Fine.Someoneout there probably loved that, but it wasn’t me.
Selt and I didn’t say much while I took my time before securing him to the big stone slab in the middle of the room. I turned on the overhead light and ran my hand over every inch of its surface checking for any sharp edges. I wasn’t sure if Selt was an asshole or not but once someone gave you the okay to tie them up, you were in charge of their safety, and it should be your top priority. Only once I was sure he wouldn’t come away with any unintended pain did I ask him, “You still want me to tie you up?”
Selt looked me up and down as if he was sizing me up for a fight. I wasn’t in the mood to kick his ass but if that’s how tonight went down, that’s how it went down. He’d decided against any clothes after his shower, but I stepped back into my jeans. Sometimes clothing or the lack there of created the whole power dynamic.
He nodded and thought about it a second longer before he said, “yeah.”
Once he was on the slab, I turned out the overhead lights. This wasn’t my first time tying someone up by candlelight. His fingers trembled against the stone slab as I stacked up the yoga blocks colored to look like the ‘altar’ to make a place to rest his calves while keeping his legs high and apart. Later that would ensure I had access to whatever part of him I wanted. He swallowed hard and his scent turned to fear for the briefest second. I glanced up at his crotch. His dick stood erect, alreadydribbling a line of pre-cum. Yep. Fear did it for Selt. I could play with that.
“That’s why he was so into Laken. He scared the shit out of him,”my dragon chimed into my thoughts.
“Safeword?”
“You haven’t even started yet. I hate to inform you but you’re not as scary as you think you are,” Selt laughed.
“What is your safeword? That’s not something I joke about,” I said, dropping my voice down deep into my throat.
“Mushie,” he said, and I nodded.
There was probably a story behind that, but I wasn’t here to hear the saga of his life. I was here to fuck.
“We’re here to get him to agree to help,”my dragon chimed in again.
That too. We were here for that too.
“A lot of that,”my dragon said but I ignored him while I finished securing Selt’s feet and legs.
“What did you mean about meeting off world mates?” he asked, as I double-checked the ropes meant for his wrists. Dragons were good at rope bondage. We had scales that usually prevented rope burn and our circulation might break a rope that held too tightly for too damn long.
“Did they have a breakthrough or something?” he asked.
“We heard from a family friend back home,” I said, lifting his left hand and checking his wrist.
“What are you looking for?” he blinked at me.
“Making sure I know what’s there and what’s damage I cause during play,” I shrugged.
“Yep. A fluff ball.”