"You did well," Marcus said. Like it was a fact. Like it wasn't up for debate.
He just felt tired. And held.
Marcus's jaw tightened at that part. Just once. Then he let out a long breath. love junkie sub
Marcus nodded slowly. "I know. And we're going to talk about that. But first—" He set down his tea and took Cory's hands. "First, I need to know if you're safe. Not physically. Inside." "You did well," Marcus said
Marcus studied him. Then he nodded once. "Good. That's a start." Their first scene was in Marcus's basement, which he'd turned into a quiet, absurdly tidy dungeon. No red satin or whips on the wall—just clean mats, a suspension rig, and a shelf of lotions and first-aid supplies. "You did well