He’d already given him his heart, home, time, body, and control. James’s thoughts swirled and distorted as he fought to puzzle out what else there could be. “What do you want, Sir?” Seth wrapped his strong arms around James’s trembling body, peppering his face and neck with kisses and soft words of love. James reveled in the feel of Seth’s skin against his, in the sweet kisses and caresses, in the love he felt and could feel returned in everything Seth did. Seth slipped his right hand down James’s back to cup one butt cheek, ghosting across the plug base, shifting it inside him and drawing a small whimper. He toyed with James’s testicles and cock, bringing his need back to the forefront of his mind. “What I want, James, is your complete submission. For you to be mine in all ways. Not just when we play, but always.” Seth withdrew, leaving James again confused and aching. Moments later, Seth moved back in front of him, a large, flattish square box in his hands.
