Mercy (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Chapter Twenty- Love vs Lust

Note: Read chapters 15-16 of Challenge before continuing

Chapter Twenty-

Beau

"Hello, Sir!" I say as soon as I walk into Master Claude's playroom. After we signed a contract, Claude and I have gotten much closer. We have even more in common that I originally thought.

He doesn't just like reading books. He writes them too. Including the one that peaked my interest in b**m to begin with. 'Bound to You' was the first b**m book I read. It was a bit shocking to hear that he wrote it. Especially since the name on the book was clearly an alias.

"Hello, Angel. I haven't seen you in two whole days." He answers, walking towards me to wrap his arms around my waist and pull me close to kiss my forehead. "I feel deprived."

"Well I'm here now, Sir. We talk every day too." I point out. Claude and I text and call multiple times a day. I have to update him on nearly everything that I do.

Master Claude is different from other doms in a lot of complicated ways. He's more strict than most Doms, but less intense at the same time. He's not scary or intimidating. He looks friendly and approachable. He doesn't like inflicting pain either, so most of the time, he won't give any physical punishments. He usually places a restriction of some kind.

I dyed my hair purple without asking, and he was very upset with me, but rather than s******g me or doing anything like that, he just wouldn't let me speak for the entire night. Part of the reason I like coming to the club is because all of my friends are here, so not being able to talk to them really sucked.

Though after the punishment he said something along the lines of 'I never had a favorite color, but when I first saw you, I thought it was green. I'm starting to think that you've changed it to purple.'

Of course it gave me butterflies in my stomach and made me fall for him even more, but the endearing thing about it is that he wasn't trying to be romantic or poetic. He says these things like it's second nature. He makes me swoon without even trying.

Claude also doesn't have the same rules that most doms do. He doesn't care if I look him in the eyes. He doesn't care if I walk next to him rather than behind him, and he doesn't care if I call him by his first name. He actually doesn't like being called 'Master', so I stick to 'Sir'.

It felt wrong at first. Claude is more special to me than the other doms, so I thought he deserved something better than 'Sir', but rather than complaining, I just stopped calling the other doms 'sir'.

All in all, Claude is strict but casual at the same time. He's demanding but approachable. Passionate, but not too intense. He's perfect for me. He's not just my dom either. He's my boyfriend.

"Your collar finally came." He tells me, having me sit on the bed. I already know that it's a collar, but I haven't seen it yet. That's what the big surprise is going to be. He carries over a little box for me and places it in my lap, gesturing for me to open it.

I take the lid off and reach inside, lifting it up. My eyes widen and jaw drops as I stare at it, examining every detail.

It's white leather with lace on the edges and little diamonds all around it. It says 'Angel' on it and has a loop on the front. It has a little bell on it as well as a bow shaped tag that says 'Claude's Rope Bunny'.

"I... oh my god, this is amazing. It must've cost a fortune. Y-You really didn't have to do all this for me." I tell him instantly, unable to take my eyes off of it.

It's perfect. It's everything I could've asked for and more. It makes me feel special because I know how much thought he must've put into it.

"Don't cry. I didn't do it because I felt obligated. I did it because I wanted to, and you deserve it." He assures me, wiping my tears before kissing my cheeks. He takes the collar from me and unhooks the back of it. "You're always a good boy for me, so you deserve a reward now and then. This is the least I can do for you."

He walks around me and puts the collar on my neck, securing it with a smile.

"Thank you, Sir. I love it. It makes me feel important." I admit, blushing slightly when I realize how stupid that must've sounded.

"Well you are important. I also may have gotten you an outfit to go with it since I know you like dressing up."

I smile and shift a bit before standing up to take my clothes off. Claude likes dressing me. I'm not sure why, but he does.

He brings me a pair of white leather shorts and a white harness top with angel wings on the back.

"Oh, wow! That's really cute." I tell him as he puts the outfit on me. Once I'm dressed, he leads me out of the room and into the main area.

The harness top is actually quite comfortable and the shorts are too. I think I look cute, and my collar just makes it even better. It's Claude's way of telling everyone that I'm his. He's mine too.

When we get to the table with his friends, he pulls me into his lap rather than having me kneel on the ground. Usually he likes me kneeling, but I can tell already that he's feeling more affectionate today.

"Your neck looks quite pretty with a fancy collar on, Beau." Hayes tells me. Hayes is a friend of Elliot's, but since he came here, he and Claude have hit it off pretty well.

I keep my mouth shut. After breaking so many rules on accident, I'm finally getting the hang of it.

"He does look pretty cute, doesn't he? I'm glad he liked it." Claude responds, not yet letting me speak to anyone.

"You should let him talk. His voice is pretty sexy, and I like seeing him blush when something slips out that he didn't mean to say."

I blush and bite my lip despite trying not to. I can feel Claude's hands rubbing my hips gently.

"Stop being a p*****t, Hayes." Elliot says, walking over to take a seat next to him. He doesn't sit with Sawyer and Teagan in the VIP section anymore. He likes sitting with Hayes even though they haven't signed a contract.

"If you want to sit here then you better be on your best behavior. Surely you don't want to be punished in front of your cute little friend." Hayes tells him, leaning closer to Elliot with a little smirk.

Hayes likes to flirt. He does it with everyone, but the look on his face when he flirts with Elliot is different. He's serious when he flirts with Elliot.

Elliot smirks, but doesn't have a snide response like usual. He's more defiant with other doms than he is with Hayes. I think he likes him although he wouldn't admit it.

"Yes, King. I'm so sorry I offended you." He answers sarcastically. It doesn't seem to bother Hayes.

He smiles actually and looks even more interested than before. "Could I f**k you tonight?"

"Sure."

I blush when I hear the crude exchange and continue watching them... until Hayes looks at me at least. I try to look away, but he just laughs a little.

"See what I mean? He's so cute when he blushes like that. Almost as cute as you though he's not as much of a whore." Hayes says to Elliot, scooting closer to wrap his arm around him.

"I hope you don't have your eyes on him, Hayes. I'm possessive."

"Maybe I'll share Elliot with you if you let me have a go at him."

I shift awkwardly for a moment before turning to him and speaking as softly and respectfully as possible. "Master Hayes, I don't really like when other doms flirt with me. Especially since you and Elliot like each other and Master Claude is my boyfriend as well as my dom. I don't mean to seem rude, but do you mind not saying things like that anymore?"

Everyone is silent for a moment. Elliot looks like he's trying to hold back his laughter. Claude doesn't look upset that I spoke without permission. He just looks at Hayes and waits for a response, so I do the same, seeing his expression change from shocked to apologetic almost instantly.

"I don't mind at all. I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, Beau. Sometimes it slips my mind that not all subs are like Elliot. Sorry for being a dick." He tells me, and I blush yet again, silently cursing myself for showing emotion so easily.

"Thank you." I mumble, starting to get embarrassed.

I can't believe I said that to a dom! I know that Claude would've told him to stop. He was already getting irritated with Hayes, and Elliot may have told him also. I really shouldn't have said anything. It was just a stupid comment.

"Stop fretting. I can feel your body tensing up. I've studied it enough to know that you're stressing, so cut it out. Try to relax for me. You're not in trouble." Claude assures me, making me smile and relax.

I like that I don't have to say much to him. He picks up on every little thing I do and knows exactly how I'm feeling. Teagan was a good dom, but I'm not good with communicating, and Claude makes it easier on me.

"I almost forgot to mention it, but I like your collar, Beau." Elliot says.

Once Master Claude gives me permission to talk, I thank him, and we strike up a conversation about clothes. Elliot loves shopping, and since we live so close to each other, I usually go with him.

"Anyway I thought I'd go check it out. I've never worn a skirt before, but they're cute so I want to get one."

"I have a few for costumes, and a few casual ones too. I don't normally wear them in public though. I used to get picked on a lot for being too girly and I'm pretty small so I wouldn't want to draw any attention to myself." I confess, and Elliot sighs.

"You look really hot in everything you wear. If you feel like you're in danger then you could carry around a knife or a taser or something. You should probably be doing that anyway since you walk alone a lot."

"You what?" Claude interrupts. I blush and turn to him, looking more nervous than I'd like to. "You walk around in the city alone? You shouldn't be doing that. You could get hurt."

"It's usually just to work and back home, but I don't have a car, and I can't really afford one either. It's not that far, Sir. I promise."

"No. I'll buy you a car if you need one. You're not walking by yourself around the city."

"But, Sir, I can't ask you for something like that, and I haven't gotten hurt-"

"Yet." He cuts me off, reaching his hand up to gently grab my chin. He gives me his dark dom eyes. "You are 4'11 and 115 pounds. Almost any person on the planet could overpower you and hurt you. You are not walking around by yourself, and that's final. I'll get you a car or let you use one that I already have so that you can get around without worrying about danger."

I have half a mind to keep arguing, but I know it won't get anywhere. One thing that clashes between Claude and I is that he's not just strict, but stubborn too. He's so stubborn that when we disagree, he just tells me to be quiet so that I can't argue and risk changing his mind.

I huff in annoyance and bite my lip to keep my mouth shut.

I jump slightly when I feel a little pinch on my thigh. "Huff at me again and see what happens."

I blush and look down at my lap, preventing any sort of noise that he would be bothered by at bay.

Most of the time, I don't mind being quiet. I hardly talk anyway so it's comfortable for me.

I like just relaxing and sitting on Claude's lap or kneeling at his feet. Either way, it feels natural to give control over to him. I trust him too. That means that I should at least try it his way. The only thing that bothers me is that he assumes that I'll get hurt.

Just because I'm little doesn't mean I'm weak or defenseless. I'm smart enough to stay out of dangerous situations, and my job really isn't far from my house. I like walking. I don't care if he thinks It's dangerous or not. I know I'll be fine.

"Pouting isn't cute." Elliot mumbles, reaching over to poke at the frown on my face.

I give him a little glare and laugh along with him when he starts to c***k up. "I'm not pouting."

"Could've fooled me."

"Elliot, I'm going to go talk to Dax about doing a scene with you again tonight. He still won't let me off my leash just yet." Hayes tells him before standing to walk over to Master Dax and begin a conversation with him.

"Hi God, it's me again. Thank you for blessing me with eyes that can behold these beautiful men." Elliot mumbles, making me laugh a little and turn to face him on Claude's lap.

"You're so weird."

"I'm not. I have two holes for a reason, and that's it. That's the reason." He tells me, pointing to Hayes who is talking with another dom. I haven't met that one yet, but he is pretty cute.

"You're so vulgar about it. I mean, they're really cute, but why sleep with a guy just because he's cute?" I ask. I've noticed in the past week or so that Elliot sleeps with any dom he thinks can please him in bed.

"That's what s*x is for, Beau Ty. It's about pleasure. Some people get more pleasure if it's romantic and stuff, but I'm not like that. I like that I don't need a romantic connection because that means that when one dom gets tired of me, I'll be able to find another one with no problems."

"That's pretty cynical, don't you think? Not every dom is going to get tired of you."

"Easy for you to say. You never been thrown away like trash before." He snaps at me.

I jump slightly, frowning when I hear his tone. He's usually so cheerful, but I think he's been a lot more negative since Hayes came here. Or maybe he's always been negative and now he's just not hiding it as well.

"Elliot..."

"Nevermind. I didn't mean it." He rushes out, blushing and looking to the side. "It's good that you like romance stuff especially since the only two guys you've slept with really care about you."

"Don't change the subject. Is that what you think Teagan did? You think he threw you away?"

"No! Not him. It's just that other guys aren't really as nice as him."

I stay silent for a little bit, feeling the awkward tension. Claude attempts to ease my nerves by kissing my shoulder and rubbing my hip. I can see the jealousy flash through Elliot's eyes for a second, but he easily forces it away.

The tension seems to instantly disappear when Hayes comes back. Partly because of his own happy attitude and partly because the first think he does is grab Elliot's chin and kiss him deeply.

It's not a romantic kiss. It's not soft or meaningful. It looks like Hayes is nipping at his lips and using his tongue to force Elliot to submit and let him lead. Once he pulls back, Elliot is panting with pink cheeks and a surprised look on his face.

"You're upset. Just stop thinking about whatever is making you sad." Hayes tells him.

"Gee, thanks. Never would've considered that."

I hear the sharp smack before I see it. The sound alone makes me jump. I rub my thigh as if I could feel it myself, but Elliot doesn't even flinch. The noise was pretty loud, and it draws the attention of a few of the people around us.

"Fix that smart ass attitude, or I'll fix it for you." Hayes tells him, his voice sounding deeper than before. His eyes look darker too, and his expression actually scares me a bit. Claude never looks that angry.

Elliot's thigh is turning red with a pretty large hand print, but he just smirks and leans closer to brush his lips against Hayes'. "Did I strike a nerve, King?"

"I know what you're doing, Elliot. I don't know what Claude's pet said to bring out your masochistic tendencies, but stop trying to bait me into giving you what you want. Behave or I won't f**k you at all. I don't take well to subs that try to top from the bottom." Hayes warns.

Elliot blushes and clenches his teeth before looking down at his lap. "Sorry."

"There we go." Hayes tells him, looking at me for a second.

Locking eyes with him makes me blush, but because of Claude's new teaching, I don't look away as quickly as I probably should've.

Hayes sits down and pulls Elliot into his lap. "So... why are you upset?"

"I'm not." Elliot responds, avoiding eye contact with Master Hayes. Elliot likes to ignore his feelings.

"Don't lie to me."

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Then it's a good thing I didn't ask if you wanted to talk about it. I told you to tell me."

Elliot frowns and puts his forehead on Master Hayes's chest. He sighs and mumbles a word that I just barely caught.

"Dove."

I turn away from them and frown. Elliot has told me about Hayes's weird personality as a dom. He makes Elliot have 3 safewords. One to slow down, one to stop, and one to use if they're just talking. He knows that some topics are sensitive when it comes to Elliot, and he values communication, but doesn't want to push Elliot too far.

"Okay. Why don't you want to tell me though?"

"I don't want to talk about it here." He clarifies.

Hayes glances up and looks at me and Claude before letting out a soft "Ohh... you mean you don't want to talk about it in front of everyone. Okay. Let's go then."

Hayes effortlessly lifts Elliot and carries him to Hayes' room. I wonder if he didn't want to say anything to us or... if he just didn't want to tell me.

"Don't be sad, Angel. Sometimes it's hard for people to share their emotions with others. Give him time and I'm sure he'll talk to you more." Claude assures me, kissing my shoulder.

I turn in his lap so that we're face to face. I look into his eyes for a moment before leaning in to kiss his cheek.

"Claude? Do you have a minute?" Master Dax asks, walking over to take the seat next to us. I turn my head towards him, but make sure to keep my eyes downcast. He's the head dom. I can't let him think that I'm disrespectful.

"What is it?"

"I was wondering if you and Beau would like to do a scene sometime?" He asks, and I turn to Claude with a little smile.

I'm an exhibitionist. I like being watched and feeling like people are looking at me, so it sounds great for me. I'm not really sure about what Claude likes though.

"What do you think?" Claude asks me.

"I'd really like to, Sir." I admit. I keep my answer short because I know that Claude tends to get irritated if I talk a lot when we're at the club.

He's different here than at home. I don't mind it though. It's a good balance between a dom who takes control and a boyfriend who is more casual. Here he's quiet and more succinct, but still strict. At home he's like a fluffy teddy bear who is always smiling and caters to me like a housewife. I like him both ways.

"Would I be able to do the kinbaku?"

"Yes and no. You do have to remember your audience. Kinbaku can be incredibly boring to watch especially your way of doing it-"

"Thanks."

"I didn't mean it like that. I just want you to make it more... spicy. People watch to feel like they're a part of it, and they can't do that unless you make it look more appealing, okay?" Dax suggests, making me frown a bit.

I wouldn't mind spicing it up or making it look better, but I don't like masters telling Claude to change. He's perfect how he is. I'm scared that if he changes things then it won't feel as good.

"I'll make sure not to bore you then."

Dax laughs softly and reaches over to poke Claude's cheek. "Don't look so mean. You know, it's weird to see you with Beau. I thought he'd go for one of the softer doms."

"Really? I think he likes the strict rules, and needs a strong hand to guide him. Don't let your eyes deceive you. I am gentle with him."

I blush and hide my face in Claude's neck, practically clinging to him.

"Touché. I can't wait to see you two put on a show." Master Dax says, standing up before catching my eyes and smiling. "Beautiful collar, Beau."