The two dogs came barreling into the room. Chauncey jumped on Dan’s lap and Brute slobbered all over Dan’s knees.
Damion returned. “Want some coffee or something?” he asked, concern still showing in his voice.
Dan could tell from Damion’s tone he was worried. “No, thanks.”
Damion sat down next to Dan. Chauncey tried to lick Damion’s face.
“So, tell me what’s bothering you. I mean, I thought you were getting into the stuff we did downstairs. You got hard and you came.”
“I guess I’m just pretty vanilla when it comes to sex,” Dan admitted, not looking at Damion.
Damion began to rub Dan’s back. “That’s nothing to be ashamed of. We all got our likes when it comes to what turns us on. If you like vanilla and the dungeon stuff turns you off, well, I can give you all the vanilla you want. We don’t have to do the dom thing again.”
“Yeah, okay. But what about you? You’re really into the leather domination stuff, aren’t you?” Dan asked, turning to look at Damion.