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Travis and Carter's story might be over, but I'm far from done sharing this world. Stay tuned for the following spin-off books:
Casey/Jake(Benny)
Nolan/Maison/Hunter
Ace/Matt
Bryce/Keats
Ronan/a sassy young man you haven't met yet
Hunter's friends (Liam, Booker, Carlos, Judd, Wells, and Jax) will also be getting some love in the future!

~ Oh... oh no, I was hoping it would be over but I guess it was obvious it wasnt

He breathes in slowly. Lavender. Tea tree oil. Cinnamon. And the new addition of charcoal.
It’s Travis.
It’s home.
It’s his happily ever after.
“We won,” Carter whispers to himself, a smile breaking loose on his lips.
He kisses the caged bird and settles back to finally fall asleep.
We won.

~ So fucking adorable

"Bad guys lose in the end," Casey whispers. The words are an echo from the cage when Carter had first met him and Elliot. Elliot wouldn't stop crying, but Casey had soothed him. "They always fucking lose in the end. You just have to wait long enough."
"We win," Carter adds as he takes Casey's hand in his. Casey squeezes his hand tight, like he's terrified of letting go. "We fucking win."

~ :) <3

"We're all victims," Carter mumbles, getting the point.
"No, Carter." Dr. Singh sits forward and points a finger at him, his expression serious. "You're all survivors. The question is, are you ready to face that?"

~ I won't do teh rant, there's nothign wrong with being a victim.

Your brain doesn't want to be a victim. And it's understandable. Who wants to be a victim, right?"
"I'm not in denial. I'm not trying to avoid being the victim. I just - I feel guilty I didn't experience the same level of trauma as the others. I mean, Casey was gangraped all the time. Matt doesn't even speak."
Dr. Singh frowns. "Out of Casey and Matt, who had it worse do you
think?"
"I… don't know."

~ Uncomparable

“I can’t play with you if we can’t communicate, sweetheart.”
“But we’ve been communicating.”
“Twice now, you’ve safe worded out of a conversation that makes you uncomfortable. And I’ll never take that word away from you, not fucking ever, but if that’s how you’ll use it, we aren’t communicating enough.”

~ I love them so deeply, no one will ever understand me

"I'm done talking about this. I - red."
Travis makes a sound Carter hasn't heard him make since he was Nathan Roarke. It makes Carter feel very small. What Travis says next is even worse. "You want to safe word out of any conversation that makes you uncomfortable? Fine, Carter. But then we won't be playing anymore. I can't be your sir if we can't communicate. It’s not healthy.”

~ THIS IS WHAT I WANTED <3

“You’re - you’re going too slow for that. It’s n-not the same.”
“Because I’m milking you, sweetheart.” Travis gives in then, flashing his boy a sadistic grin. “I’m not trying to give you an orgasm. Just trying to empty you out.”

~ Diabolical

Just as Travis's heart is about to break though, his boy plasters himself to Travis like a damn spider monkey and whispers into his ear, "I love you too, Travis Kenton.”

~ They're adorable af

“Trav?”
“Yeah?”
“We’re learning together, okay? Don’t be too hard on yourself.”
Something softens in Travis’s expression. Carter realizes after a moment what it is - relief. It’s a rare emotion for the man holding him. Sadly rare.
Carter smiles at the sight of it, though. Because he feels relieved too now.
Maybe this thing between them will work out after all.

Travis talking to all the doms and learning to be good for Carter <3
It's so cute, I'm so glad tehy're both growing and acknowleding fault

“Stop. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.”
“But-”
“Red.”

~ Love that Travis listens, but omg this is gonna be one tough convo. Carter expecting to be punished and when he isn't thinking TRAVIS doesn't care about him enough to punish him... brutal. They WILL be talking about this later

“No.” Travis fists the boy’s hair, narrowing his eyes at him. “What did sir just say?”
Carter’s eyes flash with lust, but his shoulders relax and all defiance washes out of him. It’s a beautiful sight - Carter’s submissive side coming out willingly, consensually, safely. No fear in his eyes. No tension in the muscles. No shaking, anxious breaths. Just calm and trust and lust.

~ Cute

While Maison sputters and Nolan bats his eyelashes, Carter catches sight of Jake slowly approaching Casey, a nervous smile on his lips. Carter sighs heavily and turns back to Travis. “Everyone else is so angsty and doomed and sexually tense. We should really climb into bed and take advantage of being free of that, don’t you think?”

~ Carter is my pookie

“Yeah, yeah, come in,” Carter mumbles. He moves to the side, letting in his… friends? - yes, he supposes that these are his friends, or at least his family, if nothing else.

~ Genuinely cute af

“Are you still pouting, sweetheart?” sir asks, sounding far too amused for Carter’s liking.
“Yes,” Carter grumbles.
“What a shame. I planned on cuddles, but…”
Cuddles? Carter whips around to face sir, forgetting why he was grumpy. “I want cuddles.”
Sir grins at him and opens his arms. “Then come here, silly boy.”

~ They're cute, I'm glad they're happy

Yknow what nvm, I see why Carter would still be into this shit. In many ways his sexual relationship with Nathan was the most intimate and safe thing he had. Ofc he would be into these things, its when he feels owned in a safe way.

Not learning anything bout myself, but definitely reinforced. Also some of this shit is diabolical. Sounding + bondage + nipple clamps is evil in like, an abstract way connected to their past

THE CONVERSATIONS, THE BOUNDARIES, THE CONSENT <3

“Now be my good boy and get on the pillow. We have a meal to eat.”
“Still not sexy…” Carter mumbles. “Promise to fuck me super hard as my reward?”

~ They're cute and funny

10 minutes after Carter has left, Travis is already looking up rentals in the college town.

~ :)

"None of that," he chides. "No one wants to hear a little slut complain about things that make their cocks hard."

~ Okay this is too much, where did the praise kink go :(

Travis takes advantage of the pause to ask, “Color?”

~ It's like a sleeper agent that phrase

Wax-play :(

And then he transforms, his shoulders squaring, his grip flexing, his chin coming up and his gaze boring right into Carter's fucking soul. His voice is even different when he speaks again. It's sir speaking. "Then I suggest you get naked and kneel."

~ WHY ARE WE KNEELING. IM TEH ONE GETTING FLASHBACKS HERE

"Last question. Are you my sweetheart again?"
“Yes.” Goosebumps erupt along his skin, making him shiver. He looks up into Travis’s brown eyes and lets himself whisper, “Please.”

~ I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS, SWEETHEART AS A PETNAME MAKES ME SO SOFT WHEN I READ IT, I'M SO EXCITED

“No more one last time. Let’s give forever a try instead.”
He’s shaking. The big, strong, brave man in front of him is visibly shaking now. “Don’t say that if you don’t mean it. Please, Carter, I can’t.”
“I mean it,” Carter promises. “I still don’t know what this is going to be, but I’m ready to try it. To try… something. To get started, at least.”

~ Gosh they're so everything

Healthy relationships are for losers

“I don’t need him,” Carter says, definitely defensive.
Maison shrugs. “Alright. It’d be okay if you did, though. You might not need him to survive or to be okay, but I think you need him to be happy. And that’s perfectly fine, Carter.”
Vulnerability makes Carter’s throat tight. “You think so?”
“I do.” Maison laughs softly. “And in case you were wondering, I think that man needs you too. Maybe more than you need him.”

Travis can't decide what's more interesting - Nolan's and Carter's surprising friendship, or the way Maison's eyes are glued to Nolan's every move.

~ That's... hmm, I guess I have to let go of the Maison hate cuz Carter forgave him