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“So what do you think?” Roger asks with a grin after John has left.
“Why didn’t you tell me he was a sub?” Freddie blurts out.
Roger blinks. “Would it have mattered? If I’d told you he was a sub then that’s all you’d have
thought about before he walked in here.”
Freddie sighs. “It just would’ve been nice to have a heads up. I was distracted by his scent
throughout the whole audition.”
“Well that’s your problem, not John’s,” Roger says firmly. “I thought he was brilliant. Plus it
would be nice to have another sub around here. Was he not amazing?”
Freddie rubs a hand over his face. “Yes. He was.”
“Brian?”
“I thought he was great.”
“Good. And I like him too, so that’s settled. Fred, you’ll just have to learn to keep it in your
trousers, like you do around me.”
“You make it easy though,” Freddie chuckles.
i belong to you forever
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Anonymous asked:
Can we please get Jandy with James coming into Andy’s workplace after hours
giving his dom a nice little surprise of lingerie under his clothes.

It’s not often that James comes to the office, so at first Andy assumes his sub must be pissed.
But then he sees the concerned look on James’s face as his sub pulls his overcoat further
around himself, and his heart sinks.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” Andy says gently. “This case is just the worst.”
“I’m just worried about you,” James says softly. “This is the fourth night in a row you’ve
been here past nine. I understand you need to work late sometimes and I love that you care
about your work, but you barely take any breaks. It’s not good for you.”
“I’m lucky to have a lovely sub looking out for me like this. Thank you, sweetheart. I tell you
what, I’ve pretty much done what I need to do, I just need to sign a few papers. Give me ten
minutes and we’ll go home?”
James smiles. “Ten minutes. Deal.”
Andy busies himself with getting his papers signed while James wanders around his office,
examining books and certificates and photos.
“Where are the kids?” Andy asks, not looking up from his paperwork.
“With my parents and your mum,” James says from somewhere behind him. “Dropped them
off this afternoon. I’ll pick them up in the morning.”
Andy tucks away his papers in the relevant folder, before taking his glasses off and stretching.
“Tell you what, J, I’m bloody starving. I haven’t stopped since lunch and I-“
He pauses as he turns, his mouth turning dry.
James is bent over the table over the other side of his office, leaning over it to examine the
photos on it. His overcoat lays discarded on the floor at his feet.
Andy swallows as his eyes fix on his sub’s bare arse, exposed by the lacy thong he’s wearing,
which is attached to a garter belt, stockings and suspenders. He’s wearing nothing else.
James looks back at his Dom over his shoulder, batting his blue eyes. “Is everything alright,