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[He looks at Billy, and his smile is sharp like the end of a knife.]

Well.

I'm not stopping you.

Awesome.

[ Billy smiles, too. He really has no idea what he's gotten himself into. ]

So that's really all I had to do? Just sign that?

Mmhmm.

Though you know, now I want you to blow me.

[He says it like, of course.]

But I think I'll wait until you're desperate for it.

[ He snorts, like it's just a joke. ]

You'll be waiting a while. Blowing dudes isn't exactly my favorite hobby.

Oh, you'd be surprised.

[He curves his fingers around the contract, and tucks it into his coat pocket.]

No orgasms until you get me to.

[He smiles, gently.]

You said I could fuck whoever I wanted.

[ He frowns. He's already ready to disobey this order. ]

Sure.

You just can't orgasm until you get me to.

I'm flattered you think I can last that long, but even a stud like me is gonna blow his load eventually.

[ He's going to jerk off when he gets home just to spite Nick, at this point. ]

Here's the thing.

[He leans back a little.]

That contract wasn't just words. So see, you can try, but you won't be able to manage.

That's - not what a contract is.

[ He clenches his fists. ] Did you mess with it? Use your fucking magic on it?

[He shrugs, gently, like saying what are you going to do about it?]

[ Billy doesn't hesitate, he just lunges across the table, trying to grab Nick by the collar of his shirt and yank him in for a beatdown. ]

[His hands come up in a triangle shape, but that's more instinct than anything else. He speaks up, then.]

Back up, Billy.

Don't do anything you'll regret.

[ He backs off a little, unsure if it's the contract or his own hesitation. ]

If you didn't want me to do something I'd regret, you wouldn't have made that contract.

You only regret it now.

You'll learn to like it.

[Well.

Probably not.]

Like hell I will. This is exactly the sort of shit I've been trying to get away from, asshole.

[ Billy never knows when it's a bad time to run his mouth. ]

Undo it.

[ He also never knows when he's not in a position to give orders. ]

Why?

You don't even know what I'll give you.

[He smiles, just a little.]

I think it'll surprise you.

Why would you give me anything? You've got me where you want me.

[ In his experience, people who have power over him don't give him anything. They just do as they please.

It's what he'd do, if the tables were turned.

But he'll listen. ]

Shockingly, I do want you to like this.

But I think you might need some nudging to get there.

[Translation: You're the biggest fucking bottom and you need some help to learn to like it.]

[ His lips curl into a frown, and he recalls that encounter they had back then those headbands were around. Billy can't even call it an 'unpleasant encounter', aside from the fact that he's angry that he enjoyed it.

But he sure doesn't want Nick thinking that's just how he is. Tough on the outside, soft and whimpering and longing for protection on the inside.

That's not how he is. It's not. ]

You don't think I'm a bitch, do you? You'll be disappointed if you do.

I don't know what that means.

[He doesn't.]

I think you need a push. And I'm going to give it to you.

You know. A pussy.

[ If Nick doesn't know what bitch is, he almost definitely doesn't know what a pussy is. ] ...A pathetic, weak guy that you can boss around. Is that what you're trying to push me into?

Don't be absurd. If I thought you were like that, I wouldn't have had to spell the contract.

[He points it out because it's obvious. And he leans across the table, and kisses him, on the mouth, hard.]

I did it because I wanted to control you. And controlling someone like you? That's status. Do you understand me?

[ He doesn't bother pulling away from the kiss, or trying to say 'I'm straight'. It just seems pointless now. He enjoys this, he enjoys being with other men, and though he's still trying to tell himself it's just the influence this place is having on him, he's starting to accept that he might just be into guys. ]

Yeah. I understand. [ He's had similar inclinations before; it's why he went after the most popular guy at school. Anyone could push the nerds around, if you wanted real status you couldn't just pick on the weak.

The part where he's supposed to like being controlled is the part that's still lost on him, but he won't push it. He still thinks he has a chance of winning this. ]

I'm not gonna make it easy. I guess you already know that.

Like I said.

I wouldn't have spelled the contract, otherwise.

[He knows. He stands up, so he's standing next to Billy, and he reaches down to run a thumb over his cheekbone. He looks tender, and then he doesn't.]

So.

Whenever you're ready, come see me.

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