"So hey," the dom - Foggy - said. His heartbeat had picked up a little; he was clearly focused. The food had been a way to try to get Matt to soften up, that was fine, it wasn't the first time someone had tried it. "How did you get all those scars?"
Matt licked his spoon before he answered. Foggy had said things about finishing what he ordered and eating until he wasn't hungry any more, which was one reason that Matt had finished his plate, but he also wanted to try to confuse Foggy as much as possible. (He remembered Stick saying, with real disgust, you act like a sub and trust me, they'll be lining up to tell you what to eat and when to eat and when you can take a piss, kiddo; looked like once again, unfortunately, Stick had been right.) "I don't have a regular dom," he said. Which wasn't a lie, exactly. It just meant that hopefully, Foggy would get distracted and start talking about Matt's history instead of where the scars had come from.
"Wait, more than one person did this to you?" Foggy asked; he sounded shocked and disapproving.
"Yes," Matt said, because that was true enough.
"More than one dom? I mean - would I know them, were they locals?"
Matt shrugged. "What are you, some kind of lawyer?" he asked.
"I graduated Columbia," Foggy said. "Look, Matt, it would make me really happy if you didn't lie to me, okay? You don't want to answer a question, you can say you don't want to answer a question, it's -"
"I want to make you happy," Matt said, by rote, thinking two nights ago I kicked a man unconscious and made sure the girl he was threatening got home safe and this is a waste of time.
Re: D/s verse - Foggy trains Matt
Matt licked his spoon before he answered. Foggy had said things about finishing what he ordered and eating until he wasn't hungry any more, which was one reason that Matt had finished his plate, but he also wanted to try to confuse Foggy as much as possible. (He remembered Stick saying, with real disgust, you act like a sub and trust me, they'll be lining up to tell you what to eat and when to eat and when you can take a piss, kiddo; looked like once again, unfortunately, Stick had been right.) "I don't have a regular dom," he said. Which wasn't a lie, exactly. It just meant that hopefully, Foggy would get distracted and start talking about Matt's history instead of where the scars had come from.
"Wait, more than one person did this to you?" Foggy asked; he sounded shocked and disapproving.
"Yes," Matt said, because that was true enough.
"More than one dom? I mean - would I know them, were they locals?"
Matt shrugged. "What are you, some kind of lawyer?" he asked.
"I graduated Columbia," Foggy said. "Look, Matt, it would make me really happy if you didn't lie to me, okay? You don't want to answer a question, you can say you don't want to answer a question, it's -"
"I want to make you happy," Matt said, by rote, thinking two nights ago I kicked a man unconscious and made sure the girl he was threatening got home safe and this is a waste of time.