Chapter 132

The same answer came back this time too. Greyson smiled, but somehow felt like there was an empty spot in his heart. What is this? I'm definitely happy. He was puzzled but soon dismissed the thought. I must have felt wrong, he thought.

Just as Greyson was about to get in the car, he was about to enter the driver's seat when he looked at Dane standing across from him and asked.

"That sticky behavior with the owner earlier, did you do that on purpose?"

At the question asked with a "just maybe" thought, Dane only gave that enigmatic smile again.

"Who knows?"

Though it was an ambiguous answer, Greyson was convinced by it.

"You were trying to make me jealous, right?"

Dane didn't say anything more and got in the car. As soon as he sat in the driver's seat and looked to the side, he could see Dane giggling. Seeing that face, Greyson had an unexpected experience. He wasn't angry at all. Strangely, he was rather happy. With a faint blush on his cheeks, he asked again.

"You wanted me to be jealous? Huh? Right?"

"What are you talking about, idiot?"

Dane still smiled and said nonsense, but it sounded like an affirmation to Greyson's ears. At the sight of him sparkling his eyes brilliantly and twitching his ears, Dane glanced over and said in a voice tinged with laughter.

"If you're late, I'll just sleep without doing anything."

Greyson immediately started the engine and drove off. In the rapidly speeding car, Dane reclined his seat and gave instructions.

"Wake me when we arrive."

Before closing his eyes, he glanced at Greyson's thigh area and added.

"Save that for later."

Soon Dane closed his eyelids and tried to sleep, but the time to get home didn't take very long. This was because Greyson had ignored all traffic tickets and pressed the accelerator at full speed to get home.

17

They arrived home a full 15 minutes earlier than the time shown on the navigation. It seemed like they had run several red lights and been caught by speed cameras, but it didn't matter.

As soon as he parked the car, Greyson almost threw the smart key onto the dashboard and got out of the driver's seat. While Dane yawned and leisurely got up, he opened the back seat door, gathered the shopping items in his arms, and rushed into the house almost running.

When Dane followed in, putting his hand inside his t-shirt and scratching his stomach, Greyson had already climbed the stairs three or four at a time and reached the third floor.

"Come up quickly, Dane! Hurry!"

Greyson, who shouted toward Dane still standing in the first-floor hall, soon hid his body behind the wall. Dane shook his head as if he had no choice, but a smile remained on his lips. He soon jumped up the stairs several at a time like Greyson and reached the third floor in an instant.

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When Dane entered the room, Greyson was humming and laying out the items they had bought on the bed. Dane kicked the empty boxes thrown all over the floor to one side and walked across the room.

Greyson watched Dane put both hands in his pants pockets and bend his waist to examine the items. The newly bought items were solely for Greyson. To use with Dane, his things.

Could there be a more wonderful gift than this?

Though he had been the one to pay, that wasn't important. Anyway, the important thing was that Dane had chosen them.

"What should we do first?"

When Greyson suppressed his excitement and asked in as calm a voice as possible, Dane, who had been stroking his chin, answered.

"Wait a moment."

He picked up the items one by one and oiled or powdered them as needed. After skillfully checking the materials, separating what to use immediately from what not to, Dane got to the point.

"There are a few things to be careful about before we start."

"We could just do it roughly."

"There are things to be careful about."

At Greyson's excited voice, Dane repeated the same words again. To Greyson, who was forced to close his mouth, he continued.

"First, we need to decide on a safe word."

"Safe word? Why?"

When Greyson blinked and asked, Dane explained calmly.

"So I can know your limits."

Greyson still didn't seem to understand and smiled, pulling up the corners of his mouth.

"What limits?"

He was genuinely curious. His limits, as if he had heard something truly ridiculous. Nevertheless, Dane gave a textbook answer.

"When you can't endure anymore, you send a signal to stop. When you say that word, I stop."

Beginners originally ask many questions and don't understand easily. This kind of thing can only be naturally learned through direct physical experience. Dane decided to get to the point immediately without dragging it out.

"Let's start right after we decide on the safe word. What should we use?"

After that, he was thinking of sending Greyson to the bathroom for a shower. He would finish preparing in the meantime, and when Greyson came out, he would tie him to the bed, then slowly and leisurely finish his own bath and come out.

Since he's a beginner, I should go easy today...

Thinking that, he was looking over the items placed on the bed again when Greyson suddenly asked.

"Do you usually decide on these things?"

Dane, who had been thinking he should take that out, answered casually.

"Of course, this is just play after all. It would be troublesome if we cross the line."

Just as he was about to pick up the nipple clips and place them on the side table, Greyson, who had been pretending to think and stroking his chin, looked down at Dane sideways and gave a strange smile. At the ominous atmosphere, Dane frowned and smiled.

"What is it now?"

At Dane's question, Greyson showed a strange smile.

"Have you ever been tied up?"

Look at this bastard.

Dane was dumbfounded. Though he was asking while pretending to be innocent, he knew well that this man wasn't as naive as he appeared. Of course he wasn't. He was a man who attended orgy parties to extract pheromones. Though he seemed not to have tried this type of play, he wouldn't be completely ignorant.

Then what was the intention behind this question?

Until now, Dane had never been on the receiving end. Naturally, he was the one giving orders, and the other party obeyed. Then the reason this puppy was asking him such a question now was...

The answer was simple. Dane's eyes narrowed.

"Do you want to tie me up?"

At the low voice, Greyson quietly looked down at him. Dane also just stared at him intently. Until now, there had been no one in the world who had the courage to tie up and assault Dane Striker. This puppy was the first to even have such an idea.

For a while, they just looked at each other. A tension like thin ice descended. In the breathless silence, the first to react was Greyson.

Suddenly Greyson smiled and picked up the handcuffs, spinning them around like a toy.

"No way. I should be the one tied up, naturally."

Dane couldn't help but laugh at the fact that this enormously large puppy harbored such tremendous ambition.

"Yeah, try it sometime."

"What?"

At the unexpectedly generous permission, Greyson hesitated. Dane said with a full smile on his face.

"I said try it if you want to tie me up. Who knows? You might have talent for it."

"...Is it okay?"

"What if it's not okay?"

When Greyson asked half-believing, Dane answered still with a smile.

"You've already penetrated my ass, so what's being tied up?"

My goodness, how did such fortune come to me?

Greyson ended up covering his mouth with his hand. Wasn't this truly the lover he had dreamed of his entire life? Someone who accepted everything about him and gave love generously. There would never be another such person in the world. To him, Dane was truly his one and only destiny.

"Dane..."

"But."

Just as he couldn't contain what was boiling up and was about to say he loved him again, Dane stopped him. To Greyson, who hesitated and closed his mouth, he calmly added.

"Not for now. There are many cases where beginners get seriously injured by acting recklessly."

It was a serious warning. In fact, he had often seen people being carried out with serious injuries at the pheromone parties Greyson frequently attended. Just because he hadn't participated didn't mean all kinds of perverted acts weren't overflowing there.

"I'll teach you, so try it when you get used to it, okay?"

Dane, who repeatedly warned, pressed Greyson's chest with his second finger and pushed him away, adding.

"Learn well, with your body."

At that moment, Greyson felt his face flush red and his pulse throb roughly.