I was tempted to leave the family and be disowned forever but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I didn't want to lose contact with my mom, I loved her more than anything. And I couldn't lose my inheritance, I could use it to actually help Gerard and get him out of the crappy apartment he was in right now.

I was just done at the shooting range with my dad, practicing my shot. I went up to my room and took a shower. There was a meeting later and I got dressed into a suit. I fixed my red tie and sent a picture to Gerard, to which he replied with heart eye emojis. I went down to the conference room, sitting in my seat next to my dad at the head of the table.

"Glad to see you finally stepping up, Paco," he said, patting my shoulder. "Taking control like a real man."

My phone buzzed and I looked at the text.

Gerard: Can't wait to use that tie to tie you up and tease you, little bunny

I blushed, putting my phone into my pocket. People began sitting down and that's when the boring part started. I listened to them talk about moving products and even planning a heist of some sort.

"Paco, it would be good for you to join us," he said.

"What no, I can't, what if I get hurt?" I asked. "Aren't I supposed to be protected because I'm the oldest son?"

"You may be a boss one day but you need to get your hands dirty every now and then," he said.

I looked down in fear, petrified for the whole rest of the night. Even Gerard knew that something was wrong when I went to see him later that night.

"Are you okay?" He asked when I wasn't really responding to him playing with my tie or touching my waist.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said.

"Bunny, what's wrong?" Gerard asked, holding my hand.

"It's just stuff with my dad, it's not really important," I said.

"If it's important to you then it's important to me," he stated. "What is it?"

"It's a family thing that I'm not really allowed to talk about at all," I said.

"Is it a witness protection program thing?" He asked with a smirk.

I smiled, nodding my head. I took off my tie, sighing softly.

"Come here, baby, let's just cuddle, okay?" He asked.

I smiled, nodding my head. I laid down, putting my head into his lap.

"Why don't you stay that night?" He asked.

"I shouldn't, I can't get caught sneaking out at all," I said.

Gerard nodded, running his fingers through my hair.

"What are we?" I asked quietly.

"What do you want us to be?" He asked.

"I want to be more than friends but we can't," I said. "My family life is just complicated and I don't really know what to do about it. And I really can't bring you into all of it, it's just so weird and messy and just...it's not good."

"You're not being hurt at home, are you?" He asked.

"No, no," I denied. "It's just the family business that is a little bit messy. I just don't want to bring you into all that mess because it is a whole lot of stuff that you shouldn't have to worry about. Trust me, you don't want to get all caught up in everything at my house."

Gerard nodded. "So, what does this mean for us?"

"Friends with a little more?" I asked.

"Are we exclusive then?" He asked.

"I would prefer if we were," I said.

"So...basically dating," he said.

I smiled, shrugging.

"You're cute, Bunny," he said.

I sat up, looking around.

"I have a proposition," I said and he raised his eyebrows as he waited. "I'm gonna get you a new apartment."

"No?" Gerard said but it sounded more like a question. "Bunny, I know you have money but I can't ask you to do something like that."

"I'm serious--"

"It's okay, baby, I like this place," he interrupted. "It's close to work and school. Cheap enough for me to afford on my own."

I nodded, giving him a kiss.

"Can I at least send someone in to look at the water damage before the ceiling collapses or buy you a bookshelf or something?" I asked.

"The water damage one sounds nice, actually," he said.

I smiled, sighing softly.

"You want something to drink?" He asked as he went to the kitchen.

"Pineapple juice," I said.

"Good choice, bunny," he praised.

He got us both glasses of juice before sitting down.

"How has school been going for you?" I asked.

"It's been good, a little stressful," he said. "How is your homeschooling?"

"Boring," I said.

Gerard smiled, holding my hand.

"Question, would you give up all your wealth to be like a normal teenager?" He asked.

I bit my lip. "Maybe not all my wealth, I will admit that I am pretty spoiled."

"Perfect for you I'm a brat tamer," he said with a smirk.

I chuckled. "Thankfully, though, I only got one part of the spoiled brat thing."

Gerard smiled. "So, there is something that I wanted to talk to you about. That is that I wanted to know what your limits are."

"My limits?" I asked.

"What turns you on, what doesn't, what's too far for you, what toys you like, what your safeword is," he listed as examples. "It's something I usually go over whenever I get into a relationship with someone. It may be awkward, especially if you're not used to these kinds of relationships but it's good to talk about it beforehand. So, I'll ask something if you're okay with it and just say yes, no or maybe. Also don't be afraid if you need me to explain something to you, people sometimes have weird terms for stuff."

"Yeah, okay," I said as he grabbed his computer.

"First and most important, what do you want as a safeword?" He asked.

"Bunny," I said.

"Good idea. Okay, so, first off there is no-condom sex," he said. "I have been tested and do get tested regularly. You wouldn't really need testing. I'm clean, by the way."

"Yeah, I guess we could do that then," I said.

"Blood play?" he asked.

I have to see enough blood on the job, I don't want to see it in bed. "No, thank you."

"Bondage?" He asked.

"Can we just start off with light bondage?" I asked. "With soft material? I'm scared of getting, like, rope burns and my parents seeing it or something."

"Yeah, of course we can, Bunny," he said. "Breath play as in choking."

"Light choking," I said.

"Caning," he asked.

I thought about it and the thought of him bruising my ass actually kind of turned me on and I nodded.

"Cock and ball torture," he said and my face paled. "I'll take that as a no. Chastity."

"What's that mean exactly in a case between us two?" I asked.

"That basically means that I can decide if you can have sex," he said. "Usually it's used as a form of punishment. It typically includes masturbation."

"Okay but a hesitant okay," I said. "So probably yet but might opt out later."

"That's okay, you can always opt out no matter what," he said. "I already know you like the collar. Cross dressing? This includes either one of us crossing."

"Um, I guess that's okay," I said. "Wouldn't mind seeing you in some lingerie."

"Might want to watch your words because I just might put you into a little skirt and thong," he joked. "The use of dildos on you?"

"Yes, but careful because won't it hurt?" I asked.

"I'll go slow, baby, I know," he said. "Electric play? I don't do that hardcore shit with the wands and the zapping like in porn, just a little TENS unit that tingles but doesn't hurt."

"Maybe," I said.

"Exhibitionism," he said.

"What is that?" I asked.

"When other people watch you," he said.

"No," I said.

"Face fucking," he said. "In this case me face fucking you."

"Yeah, okay," I said.

"Fire play?" He asked.

"No, sir," I said and he laughed.

"Flogging," He asked.

"Okay," I said.

"Food play?" He asked.

"No, I like to keep my food separate I don't like that," I said.

"Foot fetish," he said.

"I don't get turned on by feet but I kind of like those videos where they have to kiss their boot," I said. "But not like sucking toes or anything."

"Golden showers?" He asked.

"Do you like it?" I asked.

"Well, it's mostly part of a humiliation thing and I will admit that I have a thing for humiliating subs," he said.

"Well, maybe but only if I can wash off immediately," I said.

"Gun play," he said.

"Maybe," I said. "Do you even own a gun?"

"I got a bb revolver, similar to the weight and feel of a real gun but it's safe," he said. "Human furniture? Me using you as a foot stool or something."

"I don't know, it's not bad but I don't know if I would necessarily like it, maybe if you like it," I said.

"Humiliation?" He asked. "This can include multiple forms of degradation, name calling, things like that."

"To an extent, yes," I said.

"Knife play?" He asked. "I also have fake knives for this."

"Possibly," I said.

"Knismolagnia," he said. "Tickling, specifically the arousal of tickling."

"No, I don't get aroused from that," I said.

"Orgasm control?" He asked.

I nodded, making him smirk.

"That's one of my favorites," he said. "Can't wait to make my little bunny beg. Orgies?"

"I don't know," I said.

"Puppy play?" He asked.

"Possibly," I said.

"Rubber clothing?" He asked.

"Maybe, it's not necessarily arousing but if you like it," I said.

"It's okay," he said with a shrug. "Sensory deprivation, like using blindfolds and stuff."

"Yes," I said.

"Spanking," he asked and I nodded. "Threesomes?"

"Better than orgies but still on the maybe," I said.

"Wax play?" he asked and I nodded. "Final thing is sex toys and there's a little list I would like to know on what is okay for me to use on you. First, dildos. You already said yes. Ben wa balls, these are basically weighted balls that would put pressure on your prostate."

"Yes," I said.

"Fleshlight?" I nodded. "Cock ring?" I nodded. "Anal beads?" I nodded. "Butt plugs?"

"How often would I wear that and when?" I asked.

"Wherever and whenever I say," he asked.

The way he said that made me shudder and nod.

"Prostate massagers?" He asked.

"Yes," I said.

"There are machines, I don't any but we can invest in one if you'd like," he said. "Like saddles, dildo machines, things like that."

"Maybe," I said.

"Nipple clamps?" He asked.

"Maybe," I said. "I'm not really too big on pain."

"Furniture like sex swings, foam wedges, chairs with restrictions," he said.

"Yeah, do you own any?" I asked.

"I own a chair with restraints attached and some wedges, would love a swing but don't really have  place or the money," he said. "Okay, almost done. I'm just gonna list off things and tell me what you have a problem with. Feel free to interrupt me. Gags, cuffs, harnesses, tape, chastity belt, spreader bars, muzzles, rope, shackles, blindfolds, canes, paddles, whips, floggers, masks, pinwheels, reflex hammers, straight jackets."

"Why reflex hammers?" I asked.

"For a medical scene," he said. "That includes the jacket."

"Um, I think the only thing I really had a problem with was that maybe the muzzles and chastity belt. Don't belts hurt?"

"What I've been told is that it's maybe uncomfortable but doesn't hurt. But usually the reminder of knowing that I'm in control of your body makes it pleasurable," he said.

"I would still rather go without it," I said.

Gerard smiled, closing his laptop. "Well now, I am going to have some fun with you, Bunny."