A New Deal

It's been a year since Clark and Daniel found one another, and the bartender and the professor have found harmony.<br><br>However, Clark's work for Lucian Gray, the New Amsterdam Mayor's son and leader of an underground vigilante network, still continues, and it isn't without danger. Clark knows it's only a matter of time before the risks become too great for Daniel to bear, and his prediction comes true when a BDSM scene turns into a captive discussion.<br><br>What happens when the men must balance life's passion with true love?

Kelly Wyre · LGBT+

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9 Chs

Chapter 2

“I guess it wouldn’t be.” Daniel shook his head. “Get up on the bed, Clark,” he said, and Clark loved the rueful inflection.

“Of course, Sir,” Clark said obediently. He took his sweet time, walking with an exaggerated saunter and crawling to the center of the mattress with a deliberate arch to his back.

A hearty sigh erupted behind Clark’s ass, and Clark glanced at the wide mirror mounted on the wall above their headboard, smirking. Daniel finished stripping, and got a glittering length of chain from the box of toys. It jingled when Daniel wrapped it around one forearm. Nothing in Clark’s world said, “I love you,” quite like that tell-tale clank. Shuddering in anticipation, Clark turned his back to the mirror and knelt on the bed. Daniel fished out leather suspension cuffs and a handful of other hardware, tossing everything but the chain onto the bed by Clark’s knees.

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