Wednesday, February 26, 2014

One



Edward and Bella’s wedding

A tango—how perfect for their first dance as husband and wife. The passionate exchange, the intricate steps, the careful choreography of their duet; the bride and groom locked in tight embrace while the guests surrounding them are all but forgotten. They can’t be blamed for it; the love between man and woman, master and submissive, and now husband and wife is beyond the realm of reasonable.

Am I jealous of the girl? Hell yes, same as I’m jealous of the striking groom—jealous of the love and fulfillment they’ve found in each other and hoping to one day have someone look at me with that twinkle in his eye, that absolute knowledge that we’re perfect for each other. So while I—and every other guest witnessing their union—wish to have what they have, I’m happy as hell for them and privileged that both regard me as mentor. I wouldn’t mind a dance with the groom, but I know that ain’t happening. Not now, not ever.

Heavy sigh. You old fool.

Edward was a surprise. As a rule, straight men are my least favorite submissives. It’s not personal; I simply don’t need someone in my dungeon who can’t get as excited about me as I am about him. Edward was a favor for a friend, that’s all. Unlike other challenging subs I’ve had—men who like to push the limits or act obstinate for the sake of proving their manhood—Edward knew he wasn’t a submissive, but he was earnest in his quest. I respected that about the man, and I instantly liked him.

Every man is tested in the dungeon; Edward’s greatest trial was giving over control to me. But he worked hard, and in the end, he accepted discipline as well as pleasure from my hands, from my body. Somewhere along the way, between the whip and caress, we became friends.

Of course, I would have welcomed more, probably carried a torch for the guy beyond what was healthy for me, but it isn’t Edward’s fault—except for being who he is, which isn’t exactly something I can blame him for.

The happy couple are invited to grab their parents, after which some wedding party shifting results in Bella dancing with her husband’s father and Edward tucking Bella’s mom into his chest while the leftovers pair up. It’s all good, and as I say, I’m happy for them, but I need a fucking drink.

"How can I wet your whistle tonight?" asks the movie-star gorgeous and predictably flirty bartender. Honestly? I’m too old for this crap. Sex is my day job; I don’t go out prowling for it on my time off. Show me something real, and I’ll wake up and take notice.

"Just a Scotch, neat," but thanks anyway, my eyes add.

"Sure thing." He nods and sets his come-hither smile aside for the next lonely wedding-goer who might nibble at his bait.

I swirl the Scotch and take one last glance toward the dance floor before finding my table. I’m sure Mrs. Swan was kind with the seating arrangements, but what can she do with the odd man out? My table fills in quickly, and after playing duck, duck, goose around the circumference, I choose a seat next to a woman who looks as out of place as I feel. Clad in a floor-length caftan made of paint-splattered silk, with silver hair rolled into a tight bun and long, not-so-perfectly-matched stained glass earrings dangling from her exposed lobes, she doesn’t appear to hail from either side of the bridal aisle. Color me curious.

“Hello, I’m Marcus Andrews. Is this seat available?”

“Not anymore,” she replies, adding, “I’m Hope Leeds. Nice to meet you, Marcus.”

“Bride’s side or groom’s side?” I ask.

Arranging the napkin in her lap, she smiles and answers, “Technically, I met them at the same time.”



“Within the last year, then?”

“Yes, they took one of my painting classes.”

“Edward paints?” Somehow, the idea doesn’t mesh with my understanding of the man. “Doesn’t that require patience?”

Hope starts to giggle, and she instantly looks ten years younger. “Bella paints; Edward . . . encourages her.”

We both take up our forks, and I spear one of the yellow grape tomatoes. “So Bella’s got talent?”

“Yes, actually, she does, but even better than that, she interfaces beautifully with the troubled youth in my art therapy program. She has a way of taming the beast.”

“That she does,” I agree, tossing a glance toward the groom.

"So how do you know the bride and groom?" Hope asks.

I’ve got this. I've already used my cover story on Edward and Bella's parents in the receiving line, so it slips easily from my lips. "Edward and I worked together a while back."

"Oh," she brightens, "you're in IT?"

"Something like that."

Perceptive enough to quit while she’s ahead, Hope goes back to her salad just as the final seat at our table is filled.

The guy seems about as eager to sit down as I was. He's waited until the last possible second—I’ve done it myself—that awkward moment the xylophone player clangs the bells in your face, so you attempt to weave through too-narrow passages between chair backs while servers mow you down with bottles of middle-of-the-road wine.

Not that the Swans haven’t ordered the best of the best at the Four Seasons in Manhattan, but you know what I mean. There’s wine wine, and there’s the wine they pour at dinner. Call me a snob. Whatever. I’ve been around.

As he slips into his seat directly across the table from me, the man’s eyes make a cursory sweep around the circle of polite smiles. I recognize his move—What's the bare minimum of human contact I can engage in without appearing rude? The others seem perfectly satisfied to leave it at that, and he breathes a sigh of relief.

And then I catch his eye. Yup, I see you.

It’s not an aggressive move by me; it’s just my habit to hold a man’s gaze.

The five feet of table that separate us may as well be five inches. I’m micro-focused on this man trapped in my eyes, and he is tethered to me as surely as if he were wearing my collar and leash—a fleeting fantasy that stirs me.

The guy draws a breath, blinks a couple times in recognition, then drops his eyes to his plate.

Fuck.

Me.

Submissive.

It’s a toss-up which grows faster—my smile or my erection. Dinner just got a whole lot more interesting.



Note to my readers: Thank you all for your patience! We had a wonderful trip to Australia and New Zealand, and now I'm back and so excited to share my Marcus in all his glorious glory. If you're looking to review the Marcus references in KEA, he can be found in chapters 2223388092, and 93. I hope you all remembered Hope from Edward and Isabella's foray into oil painting at the Y!

Big, fat, kinky shout-out to my amazing and diligent pre-reading squad: Jayme TyZane, Postapocalypticdepository, Meredith Cullen, and the irreplaceable Chayasara (Yeah, don't go anywhere, Chaya!). Each of you challenges me in a unique way and adds your own brand of special to the story. MWAH!

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33 comments:

  1. Gah, you KNOW I am excited about this story, and this short and sweet beginning is the perfect way to whet my appetite. I love that you didn't exhaust us in rehashing stuff that has already happened, but spent enough time reminding us who Marcus is to let us settle in to his mindset a little bit. I can't wait to see what his inner narration is like. and I love love love the little interaction across the table that has already allowed Marcus to pin down this guy's kink. Can't wait to see how Marcus strikes up conversation with him. And I'm wondering if Edward maybe had an inkling they would get along.... ;)

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    1. SO happy you're here enjoying, and there will be ZERO rehashing. You need to be up on your KEA facts, missy! :) You pose a very good question. Well done, Digi! MWAH!
      xoxo
      b

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  2. I'm extremely excited for Remastering Marcus to begin. It's been my extreme pleasure to work on it with you and I'm so excited to see your readers embrace Marcus. It truly is a beautiful story.

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  3. And so, they meet. Already Marcus is a goner and I can't wait to see where you take this story :) Great start! Lisa.

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    1. So happy you're here and enjoying. You always were one of Marcus's biggest fans. MWAH!
      xoxo
      b

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  4. LOVE where this is going! Still have to either figure out your posting schedule, or why I didn't get an email update. (Saw that the new story started on FB) I noticed some of your travel updates while you were away. Not sure if I could be away as long as it takes to visit that part of the world though. Welcome back!

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    1. Donna, glad you saw the post on FB. The email updates come at a predetermined time, I believe I set this to early morning on the east coast. (I'll find out tomorrow!) My FB groupies get a heads up before the rest! ;)
      Membership has its privileges!
      xoxo
      b

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  5. YAY!!! I'm glad you had a fabulous time, but I'm even MORE glad you're posting. Selfish much? I suppose so. Thanks again for sharing!

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    1. I love this kind of selfish reader! Bring it!
      xo

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  6. Hey, b! Welcome back to the states!! I've enjoyed your pics on fb (you holding the kiwi...so cute! Lol) I've been so looking forward to revisiting Marcus again. Awesome chapter one, bb!
    Love,
    Ellie
    Xo

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  7. B,
    I know you're aware of how excited I was when you mentioned writing a story about Marcus. From the first mention of him in KEA I was hooked. He's an amazingly complex and likable character from the start. He's a Dom's Dom. Guh. I've never been much for older men but he does it for me. This first chapter was the perfect start, though I must admit to being anxious for more.

    You're amazing, my friend.

    xxo
    V

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    1. Aww, V! Yes, I know you'd be top of the Marcus fan club roster and I love you OH SO MUCH for that, and so much more! I'm so pleased you're intrigued, and I can't wait to share this story with you. CHOMPING at the bit to just dump all the chapters here, but what fun would that be for a masochist? MWAH!
      xoxo
      b

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  8. Born. So happy your trip was great. I missed you! Happy to be reading Marcus! Xo bb

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    1. Aww, thank you for that sweet note! Happy to have you here!
      xo

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  9. Have to come back and review on the laptop after reading on my phone. I'm so excited to see what's in store for Marcus. He has such a commanding voice!

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  10. Funny story... if you read chapter one BEFORE chapter 2, you won't be nearly as confused as i was reading chapter two.

    boyssssssss!

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    1. Oh! Did you miss those little chapter titles at the top?
      O.o

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  11. *fans self*

    "The five feet of table that separate us may as well be five inches. I’m micro-focused on this man trapped in my eyes, and he is tethered to me as surely as if he were wearing my collar and leash—a fleeting fantasy that stirs me."



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    1. Might want to keep that fan around... MWAH!

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  12. Love these little glances of Marcus missing Edward. But, hey, might be something to this new guy, right?

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  13. OK, Born! Here I am reading this one too! Who is that man you used for the picture of Marcus? Damn he's handsome! I am enchanted with the first chapter! Right away Marcus encounters a mysterious man, a sub. Love that!

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    1. I don't know where Betti got him. I described my guy, gave her one or two pictures and a video (YUMYUMYUM) but she found another face that suited her needs (and mine) even better for the banner! Thank you so much for being here.
      xx

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  14. Oh hello sailor.

    It's not just Marcus' night that's got more interesting!

    ENx

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  15. It’s a toss-up which grows faster...Yep, She's back. Marcus is such a great character to me because he owns all of emotions and seemingly knows how to deal with them. He is so strong emotionally. I'm curious as to how Dean ended up at the wedding. Did we meet him in HEA ?

    I'm SOOO envious of your travels. That is pretty much my dream vacation. I just need to get all my kids graduated first.

    AustenD(evotee)

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    1. heehee what can I say? Oh yes, he owns a lot of emotions and ...as for the rest, I will just invoke the title, sit back and grin. You did not meet Dane until just this moment but you'll soon learn how he's connected to the bride and groom.

      Yeah the trip was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Really spectacular. So happy you're here, Austen D!

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  16. "There’s wine wine, and there’s the wine they pour at dinner." All wine can't be YT hehehe!

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    1. LOL What are you doing, Miss Meredith?
      You are too damn funny!
      xxx

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  17. Ohai Marcus and ohai Fuck me Submissive! Soooooooo out of my mind excited to finally begin. I love Marcus' voice and how you write him. He seems an older, make no excuses kind of guy. Can't wait to meet more of him and get to know him better.

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