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Damian's eyes had increased, rather than diminished. He was
wondering if the other two had had a squabble, but Nick
seemed to be most attentive, watching the photographer for
approval.
Then Ashley realized that in spite of the baggy pants and
incredibly ugly shirt, Nick's beauty was attracting no little
attention from the other guests. Men and women alike were
watching Nick, recognizing him as an inexperienced sub, and
Damian didn't like it one bit. Ashley was wondering what
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Damian was going to do about that, because he wasn't the
kind of man to let that kind of threat go.
In fact, Damian was fuming. Everything seemed to be
rubbing him the wrong way that day: first Ashley offering
Nick the collar, the misunderstanding over Mistress Bettie,
and now the older man at another table who had met his eyes
more than once, staring insolently at him in a clear challenge.
The older dominant emanated a subtle aura of power and he
made it obvious that he wanted Nick. A young man of Nick's
age, impressionable, just starting to take a few tentative
steps into this lifestyle, could be blind to the real dangers that
lurked out there, and Damian wanted to keep him from that.
But most of all, Damian meant to show that man and anyone
else that they were not going to simply take his boy away
from him.
When Nick went to the restroom, he went alone, declining
Derek's offer to accompany him; he never had been able to
pee when people were watching him. He was amazed by the
elegance of the restroom. It was lined with gleaming marble,
dark and masculine. There were mini halogen lights
suspended over each trendy vessel sink, making the glass
sparkle, and real linen towels. Nick was washing his hands
when Damian came in, catching his reflection in the glass. His
smile faded when he saw Damian lock the outer door behind
him.
Damian's eyes glittered dangerously at Nick's questioning
look. He stepped up behind him and slid his hands under the
boy's shirt, stroking his supple skin.
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"I don't like how people are looking you, pet. I'm going to
put my mark on you," Damian growled.
"Huh?" was Nick's highly intelligent reply. He was
completely unprepared for the other man's possessive
attitude. "No one was looking at me."
"Shut up. Take down your pants. I'm going to mark you as
mine."
Nick squeaked and held onto his belt, fighting Damian for
possession of it. "Here? Everyone will hear. They'll know!"
"I want them to know," Damian said, winning the wrestling
match for the belt as was inevitable that he would.
"London!" Nick gasped. "London!"
Damian stopped, his eyes clearing as he noticed how
terrified Nick looked. After a long minute, he pulled him into a
hug. "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean to scare you. I thought
you'd like it." He rubbed his hand ruefully over Nick's back,
feeling the boy's heart pounding against his chest. "You're
trembling. It's okay. I'm not going to do it."
Nick laughed weakly and pushed himself away to look into
Damian's eyes. "I guess I can trust you."
Damian cupped his chin. "You can. That wasn't brilliant of
me, but if you found out for sure you can trust me, it wasn't
totally in vain."
Nick smiled and asked in a small voice, "Were people really
looking at me?"
"They weren't just looking; they want you," Damian
growled, his ire rising again at the thought of someone taking
his boy.
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"And you want to mark me?" Nick asked, tilting his head
and smiling provocatively.
Damian was stunned; his boy was teasing him? "Let's not
forget who's boss here, pet," he threatened.
"I was just thinking, you could mark me a different way,"
Nick said. "Give me a hickey."
Damian stared at him and started to laugh. "Why you little
... I will give you one, just to teach you. You'll regret stealing
my thunder, you scamp."
Nick started to giggle. "Scamp? Is that a time-honored title
for a sub?"
"No, but you are one," Damian said. He pulled Nick closer
and unbuttoned his shirt, opening it and turning his boy to
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