Masuk"Oh yeah, and what are you gonna do? You know whatever you do to me I'll do to you, so be careful with the punishments you choose."I had no doubt his words were absolutely true. He showed me last night he was more than capable of being the dominant and I showed him how deeply I was willing to surrender to him."You think you're a better dominant than me?" I asked, incredulity laced in my words.He smiled. "Given by your whimpers last night, I would say I am."I balled my hand into a fist. "Mr. De Montmorency, should I take this as a challenge?"Boldly, he leaned closer, gripped my chin and kissed my lips. "It's your birthday, Professor. Take this as an invitation to prove me wrong."I didn't even think twice. Before I could process it, I had lifted Blair off the couch and onto my shoulder, carrying him like a potato sack. He protested, mainly because he was scared I'd let him fall."Not a chance." I reassured him, smacking his behind as I went up the stairs. He wiggled his legs and a
"This is gonna give me such a headache..." complained Maddox as he hammered his chisel into the hard plaster. "I mean, not as much as this guy though."As he said this, he hammered with tremendous force the head of the bust he was working on. It was a life-size sculpture of a man's head he had to finish by the end of the month. For this reason, Maddox was always in the art studio at Durham and I joined him whenever I could.On one of those occasions, as I went over some notes, I heard Felix's voice coming from the door. I turned around to see who he was with. To no surprise, he was walking side by side with Professor Agnes.A few weeks had gone by since Felix's birthday. On the first day back, I found it really hard to concentrate in his lesson. I'd give him knowing looks during his lectures when he was talking at the podium. When our eyes met he quickly looked away but looked back at me soon after with a growing smile. It felt like a sort of game to see for how long we'd dare to look
"Well well well, what did I do to deserve such a feast for the eyes?" He joked, reached his arms forward. I laced my hands through his and kissed him, careful not to ruin my cologne."You might get even luckier by the end of the night, depending on how you treat me." I winked.He gave me a knowing smile, opening the car door for me. I slid inside, the warmth of the car enveloping me. Felix walked around the car and sat in the driver's seat. In no time we were on the road."Will you tell me now where we're going?" I asked. I tried to get that information out of him since the day he told me he'd be taking me on date, but I wasn't successful.He debated whether to tell me and ultimately gave in. "I've noticed you sometimes don't love the wines I serve you at dinner, so I thought what better way to find out what you like than going to a wine tasting."I turned to him, my mouth widening in surprise. "Uh, how romantic of you, Dr Reynolds. I've never been to a wine tasting before.""That's w
I suddenly became very hot. I took off my jacket, struggling to get it off because of the seatbelt. I couldn't wait to get home and drink that beautiful wine.The ride took less than twenty minutes. When Felix parked in his garage, I hurried out of the car and clicked on the elevator button frantically. Felix noticed my hurry and teased me a little for my eagerness. I just wanted to get inside so I could forget about the promise he would never be able to make me.Felix insisted on drinking from glasses and I obliged. I waited for him on the couch, taking off my shoes and settling in comfortably.He poured the tiniest bit of wine into our glasses. The smell of alcohol was so strong it made me crinkle my nose. In the silence of the night we drank, tasting the sweet, potent liquor. We moved closer to each other, commenting on the complexity of flavor."To us," said Felix, lifting his drink to mine.That gesture made my heart melt. Our glasses clinked and we drank. With the alcohol still
"I was worried you'd never talk to me again. That's probably what I deserve anyway."I suddenly lost my appetite. I played with my glass, not wanting to make eye contact with him."Thanks for respecting my space," I said. "I needed that."Silence again. We both drank."Blair, I hope talking about it won't ruin the night, but I have to say it," he began. Here we go. "I'm so sorry baby. I'm sorry for treating you like that. I should have come up with a better lie, I should have locked the door, I should have taken the folders by myself."I shook my head. "You had to make Kent believe. Have you spoken to him since? Did he buy the lie?""Yeah, I spoke to him yesterday. He wanted to convince me not to punish you. I obviously said yes. It just goes to show that he cares about you Blair."Good. At least his outburst wasn't for nothing.We were silent again as I looked down at my hands. Slowly, Felix moved his hand forward, placing it on top of mine. I pulled away at first, but then relaxed.
I sat down on the living room armchair and curled up, my knees tucked under my chin. My tears were no longer running down my face and all I was left with was haunting emptiness.Unsurprisingly, Felix came after me. I didn't look at him as he walked down the hallway, but I could tell from the heavy breathing and strained voice he was worried."What's wrong Blair? What's happening? Why are you like this?" He asked, placing his hands on my shoulders. I buried my head in my knees."Stop Felix, let me be." I begged, but to no avail. My voice was barely a whisper."Blair, talk to me, tell me what's wrong." He insisted. My heart was hammering against my chest. I felt like I was going to be sick. With each word that came out of his mouth, my body felt smaller and smaller. I just wanted to disappear, to be alone, to get him away from me."Stop, please, just stop." I said, fighting to keep my emotions under control. "Don't touch me, let me go.""Blair, tell me what's going on, right now!" The p
Hudson’s eyes flicked to mine, sharp and questioning, but he stayed silent, thumb still lazily tracing circles over my hip like he was trying to keep me grounded.I swallowed hard, the taste of him still thick on my tongue, and forced my voice steadier this time.“Yeah, sorry—got held up. One of th
I trudged down the thin corridors of my high school earlier than usual, back arched and shoulders sunken.Although I was getting more and more fed up with this week, yesterday with the hung over was my tipping point. I was slipping from the thin balance beam, and I was probably going to plummet to
"By the way, I am going to start studying with you", Her next words made me to freeze.“What? Why are you shocked?” she asked, innocently, blinking but I still stared at her like she’d just confessed to a crime. “You’re… going to study with me?”“Yes,” she said brightly, swinging her legs off the
I had always been cursed with killer hangovers. The first time I had gotten drunk, which was my freshman year of high school, I had really overdone it. Without ever having a drink before, I drank way too much too quickly and ended up blackout drunk within an hour. The hangover I suffered the next d







