The Third Date_Starting Over by Matthew J. Metzger

Author:Matthew J. Metzger [Metzger, Matthew J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBTQ+ Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Published: 2020-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Go for a run,” Aled advised once he’d stacked the lunch plates by the sink. “I’m going to get the kit out and make Gabriel feel a little better.”

Chris raised his hands. “And you can stop right there. I’ll do the dishes then go down to the shop for more fruit.”

Aled gave him a thumbs up, and headed back up the stairs. He wasn’t actually going to have sex with Gabriel, but let Chris believe what he liked. It would still involve Gabriel getting naked, and that was probably borderline for Chris already.

E4 was playing on the telly when Aled walked into the bedroom, some sitcom with canned laughter trying to lighten the mood, but Gabriel was staring out of the window. It was starting to rain. The view was nothing but a grey murk.

“Hey.” Aled squeezed a foot under the covers. “You okay?”

“Mm.”

“Want me to call Kevin?”

Gabriel shook his head, sliding down into the pillows.

“Just feel—” He waved a hand. “I don’t know. Flat. Empty. Adrift.”

Aled rubbed his shin. “Want me to anchor you?”

Gabriel shrugged a little, so Aled shifted up the bed and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

“Tell you what,” he said. “Let’s get you in a tight wrap and lock in all the pieces, hm?”

It wasn’t a game, as such. It wasn’t even really all that kinky. Aled had come up with the idea after reading an article in the news about vests for some anxious or even autistic children that mimicked a tight embrace and helped calm them down or keep them level. Given how Gabriel could be a little wobbly if he safeworded a scene gone wrong, they’d decided to try out the wrap to see if it could help.

And so far, it had worked like a charm to bring him down out of the panic or the misplaced fear.

But those had only been for scary safewords. The odd time they’d experimented with a brand-new thing or pushed a boundary and it hadn’t gone well. The knife. The branding iron. The one and only time Gabriel had permitted him to try bloodplay. Aled had never tried it for…well, depression. Gabriel wasn’t a particularly morose person. Until this spell in hospital, Aled had seen him sad or miserable or upset, but never in a prolonged, emotionless, almost apathetic manner.

He’d never seen him depressed before the accident.

“Okay.”

Aled kissed his forehead, then got up and headed for the wardrobe. The master bedroom had built-in wardrobes, and a small suitcase sat in the bottom of one, half-hidden by Aled’s suits hung up ready for the working week. It was so unassuming that any visitor would have assumed it was just somewhere to put a cabin bag for holidays.

But Aled opened it to find their toys.

They had a lot of toys, between his collection and Gabriel’s. Neither had much interest in dressing up, but Aled had an extensive collection of bondage gear, and Gabriel had both dildos to be fucked with, and strap-ons to fuck somebody else, although Aled was never on the receiving end of one of those.

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