“We’ll probably save that for another time, then,” Arthur commented as he wrote the response down. “I wouldn’t want to try too many new things at once.”
“All right. That sounds like a plan.” Arthur was pleased to hear that Alfred was already planning on doing this more than once.
“Do you want to use toys?”
Alfred grinned. “I’m up for anything. And you can use any of our toys on me.”
“All right,” Arthur couldn’t help a smile himself at the American’s enthusiasm. “Do you want to have sexual contact, and if so, what kind?”
“Anything is fine!” Alfred was still quite enthused. “Hand jobs, blow jobs, fingering, full-on sex… whatever you want.”
Arthur nodded, pleased with this answer too. “Is it okay to give you marks? If so, where?”
“Um, maybe bite marks and hickeys?” Alfred offered. “And anywhere I can hide them. Like, under my clothes.”
“All right. And we’ve already established that we’re playing in private. Now, what are your safewords? Shall we use red and yellow?”
Alfred nodded. “That’s fine. I can remember those.”
“Good. And a nonverbal safeword?”
“How about snapping my fingers?”
“That’s just fine. Any relevant health concerns?”
“I don’t have any,” Alfred answered confidently.
“If I have any psychological triggers, they are…?”
“Hmm… none that I know of.”
“All right. We’ve already decided to use condoms if we end up having sex. So… is there anything else I should know about you, your needs or your desires?”
Alfred paused for a minute to think. “Well, I’m a little nervous, but I want to be able to make you happy. So let’s do this!”
Having finished writing down Alfred’s answer, Arthur looked up and smiled. “Good. Thank you for filling out the sheet with me, Alfred.” Then he added, “I want to make you happy, as well. Even if I’m doing something like giving you pain,” Alfred’s eyes looked nervous again, “I want to make sure you are enjoying the experience.” He gave Alfred a kiss on the cheek. “So just let me know if you don’t like anything I’m doing, all right?”
Alfred nodded, turning his head to kiss Arthur properly on the lips. “I’m not worried. But I’ll let you know, yeah.”
Arthur’s grin became more devious. “Then let’s go back to the bedroom, love.”
What Do I Want? [3/3]
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“We’ll probably save that for another time, then,” Arthur commented as he wrote the response down. “I wouldn’t want to try too many new things at once.”
“All right. That sounds like a plan.” Arthur was pleased to hear that Alfred was already planning on doing this more than once.
“Do you want to use toys?”
Alfred grinned. “I’m up for anything. And you can use any of our toys on me.”
“All right,” Arthur couldn’t help a smile himself at the American’s enthusiasm. “Do you want to have sexual contact, and if so, what kind?”
“Anything is fine!” Alfred was still quite enthused. “Hand jobs, blow jobs, fingering, full-on sex… whatever you want.”
Arthur nodded, pleased with this answer too. “Is it okay to give you marks? If so, where?”
“Um, maybe bite marks and hickeys?” Alfred offered. “And anywhere I can hide them. Like, under my clothes.”
“All right. And we’ve already established that we’re playing in private. Now, what are your safewords? Shall we use red and yellow?”
Alfred nodded. “That’s fine. I can remember those.”
“Good. And a nonverbal safeword?”
“How about snapping my fingers?”
“That’s just fine. Any relevant health concerns?”
“I don’t have any,” Alfred answered confidently.
“If I have any psychological triggers, they are…?”
“Hmm… none that I know of.”
“All right. We’ve already decided to use condoms if we end up having sex. So… is there anything else I should know about you, your needs or your desires?”
Alfred paused for a minute to think. “Well, I’m a little nervous, but I want to be able to make you happy. So let’s do this!”
Having finished writing down Alfred’s answer, Arthur looked up and smiled. “Good. Thank you for filling out the sheet with me, Alfred.” Then he added, “I want to make you happy, as well. Even if I’m doing something like giving you pain,” Alfred’s eyes looked nervous again, “I want to make sure you are enjoying the experience.” He gave Alfred a kiss on the cheek. “So just let me know if you don’t like anything I’m doing, all right?”
Alfred nodded, turning his head to kiss Arthur properly on the lips. “I’m not worried. But I’ll let you know, yeah.”
Arthur’s grin became more devious. “Then let’s go back to the bedroom, love.”