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pretty early on that night he wanted to pursue the chemistry, the feelings behind wanting more than just a casual fling. It flowed through Thor whenever he thought of Bobby, of their privacy, of things they could explore and experience together. Here, now, however, the mood was different, tentative. He wanted Bobby to feel comfortable, both here in Thor's house and out in public with him.
    "It's nice."
    Bobby was naked from the waist up. Thor wasn't sure about beneath the sheet, but something told him Bobby would be naked there as well. Thor walked closer and sat on the edge of the bed, his hip resting against Bobby's. Bobby started to scoot over, but Thor laid a hand around Bobby's other hip in an effort to stay his action. "Don't. I like being able to touch you."
    "Then why am I in this room and not in yours with you?"
    Thor had know the question would to come. He hadn't thought it would be accompanied by a twinge of hurt in the other man's voice, though. "Because I want to do this right."
    "What's right?"
    Thor was wondering that himself, but Bobby sleeping in his own room when staying overnight with Thor seemed to be the right thing for the time being. "Right is making sure there's no rushing, making sure we're both on the same page at all times, making sure when things aren't going well that we have separate corners to go to. I'd rather have somewhere in my home for you to escape to instead of you leaving altogether and driving away."
    Bobby was silent for a few moments and Thor could see by the way his forehead was crinkled and his brows drawn down that he was thinking, mulling it over. Good. He didn't want Bobby jumping in, or jumping out rashly.
    Bobby finally nodded. "Okay. I guess I can understand that."
    "I'm glad." And he was. He was relieved and the tension in his neck started to ease. "We won't be standing on ceremony most of the time. When in a scene, in public with others in the lifestyle, at the club, yes. You are my submissive. You'll respect our relationship and act accordingly, as will I. When we're in private and not in a scene, you'll be you and I'll be me. I prefer you to call me sir from here on out. It's something that needs to remain constant. We have to have some down time to connect as men, as friends, as lovers, but underneath it all, unless we decide otherwise, the dynamic will always be there, humming just below the surface. We're both strong willed, good at what we have chosen to do in life. This relationships should enhance that, add to it, make us better."
    He stopped talking in order to give Bobby a chance to ask questions or make comments, but when the other man stayed silent, simply nodding his head. When Bobby offered nothing, Thor continued on.
    "I've given this a lot of thought this week as I'm sure you have. I was pleased when you drove up tonight, nervous almost that you might not. I know your talk with Aidn didn't exactly go well but thing will be fine in the long run, better even without lies hanging over you."
    Again, Bobby nodded, though he was no longer looking at Thor. He was looking down, sliding his fingers along the edge of the sheet. Bobby had such long, well shaped fingers, smooth hands. Thor's fingers were long, but blunt at the tips and thick, callused. He looked forward to holding hands with Bobby, doing regular couple things, learning about the man who was no more mystery than he'd been previously.
    "Do you want to be my submissive?"
    Bobby's eyes connected with Thor's and the intensity provided all the answer Thor needed, but Bobby voiced it anyway.
    "Yes I do."
    "All the time?"
    The intensity was still here, but there was something else as well now. Uncertainty.
    "I don't know. I don't know how I'll fit into it when it's not sexual. I've never tried when it's not sexual."
    "You know Bailey is Aidn's submissive in all things, not just sex."
    Bobby nodded. "I know she is and their relationship intrigues me. I've always wanted to ask questions, but never knew how without