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me what you need.”
    “Maybe...” Cosmo shifted. His arse did feel exceptionally empty. “Some toys would help.”
    “Good idea. Right. I want you to go upstairs and select a plug, a cock ring, and a gag. Your choice. You can bring them back down here when you’ve finished, and I’ll put them on you.” Cosmo raced up the stairs like there was a packet of baccy with his name on it up there. But this would be better, right? Sex with Alasdair was always better than smoking. Sometimes he didn’t even want a smoke afterwards because he was too shagged out.
    He pretty much always wanted one first, though.
    His steps slowed, thinking on that. These toys he chose had better be enough to take his mind off things. Right. Challenging was the order of the day. Not the sort of things he’d usually volunteer for when Alasdair gave him a free choice.
    Cosmo opened the unassuming-looking wardrobe of kink, made his selections, and headed back downstairs.
    Alasdair was standing by the noticeboard, glaring like he could burn a hole in it if he just tried hard enough.
    Uh-oh.
    “What’s the meaning of this?” Alasdair jabbed a finger at the board.
    “I’ve given it a clear label.”
    “Emergency cigarette? What does that mean, exactly?”
    God, for a big management type, Alasdair couldn’t half be slow on the uptake sometimes. Cosmo spoke slowly and clearly. “It’s my very last cigarette, saved for an emergency situation.”
    “I meant for you to smoke it this morning.”
    “You never said that at the time.”
    “It should have been obvious in context.”
    Cosmo shrugged. “I don’t see what the big deal is. So I’ve saved it.”
    “The big deal is, you haven’t properly given up. Not if you’re holding onto this one. It’s a slippery slope. You’re allowing yourself to think it’s going to be okay because you can always have one if you need one.”
    “If it helps me cope with giving up, that’s got to be a good thing, hasn’t it?”
    “It’s another crutch, like that damn electronic gizmo you tried last time. You just ended up making yourself more addicted to the nicotine by using it more often than you would have smoked.”
    “This is hardly the same thing. I’m not absorbing any nicotine from a cigarette in a bag pinned to the wall.”
    “No, but...” Alasdair’s shoulders sagged. “Okay, fine, if that’s the way you want it, we’ll try it your way. Just bear in mind that I don’t think this is a good idea. You need to forget all about them. Not hold onto the idea of having one in the future.”
    “Take my mind off it, then.”
    Alasdair turned to face him then, finally noticing the assortment of toys on the table. “Good choices. Interesting choices.” He picked up the penis gag. “I thought you said you didn’t like this.”
    “I don’t, exactly.” Having the silicone dick filling his mouth had been overpowering the one and only time he’d tried it. But it would definitely take his mind off smoking. “I want to try it, though.”
    “You’ll raise your left hand as a safeword substitute, right?”
    “That’s right.”
    “Well, okay then. If it’s what you want. Nice big butt plug.”
    “Biggest one we’ve got.” They shared a grin then, and all at once Cosmo felt the bond between them like a physical thing, tugging at his heart.
    Alasdair picked up the steel cock ring with attached leather ball strap, stepped towards Cosmo, and then his heart wasn’t the only thing being tugged. After pushing Cosmo’s dick through the ring, Alasdair buckled the strap tight around the stretched top of his sac. “Ow!”
    “Too tight?”
    Deep breaths. The sensation adjusted from take-it-off-now to oh-so-good . “No, that’s good.”
    “Right then, bend over. This plug is making the table look untidy. It needs to be put away.”
    Cosmo bent over, grateful for the hand smoothing up his back before Alasdair began work on lubricating and stretching him. The plug was a ten inch long stainless