"Master, teach me. I want to apprentice myself.”

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I can feel him trembling. Am I trembling too? I must be. My voice is. But all I feel is him.

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“Is this something you really want, or do you just want to learn how to be a dominant?” Shaking. God, he’s shaking. His raw need rips through me. “You did mention your former girlfriend wanting you to play the dominant. I can advise you without actually asking anything of you if that’s the case. Or is this about that conversation we had a while back about studying magic –”

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“If I only wanted advice, I’d ask for advice. I don’t just want advice. I want you. Master, teach me.” I take a deep breath.

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Silence falls.

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“I want that very badly,” he says at last.

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“I’m yours for the taking. Please. Take me.”

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The room is still. Too still. The very air is holding its breath.

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“Please.”

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The only one trembling now is me....