Intimate trust, Hudson said. The way he strung it all together, Don Juan could see the argument to be made... but that certainly hadn't been his impression of it in the moment. They hadn't spoken for months; why would he have defaulted to trust in a situation like this? He only trusted Hudson as far as he had because of their shared history — he'd been prepared to go even further and had agreed to the blindfold even with his steadily climbing unease about the whole affair — but none of their history had been like this. He'd been entirely unprepared.
Hudson's answer about what would have happened next didn't really get at what Don Juan had been asking, either. It was an answer, but that didn't sound so different from what they'd done before. What Don Juan really wanted to know was how far down this particular well went, if one let go the railings and fell? Was violence a part of this? Hudson had bruised him in the past, and Don Juan had never minded. Would he have drawn blood tonight? Or how far did the control piece go? Would Don Juan have been forbidden from making noise while Hudson pleasured him? Been made to beg for his release? What was on the table, and what was off of it? Hudson hadn't given those answers, and Don Juan didn't think he could find the words to ask.
But there was a lot in what Hudson said that sounded nice, too. Held you until you fell asleep. Don Juan shifted on the bed, frowning at his shirt.
"I need to go home tonight," he decided. "But — I'll come back, if you want."
Hudson's answer about what would have happened next didn't really get at what Don Juan had been asking, either. It was an answer, but that didn't sound so different from what they'd done before. What Don Juan really wanted to know was how far down this particular well went, if one let go the railings and fell? Was violence a part of this? Hudson had bruised him in the past, and Don Juan had never minded. Would he have drawn blood tonight? Or how far did the control piece go? Would Don Juan have been forbidden from making noise while Hudson pleasured him? Been made to beg for his release? What was on the table, and what was off of it? Hudson hadn't given those answers, and Don Juan didn't think he could find the words to ask.
But there was a lot in what Hudson said that sounded nice, too. Held you until you fell asleep. Don Juan shifted on the bed, frowning at his shirt.
"I need to go home tonight," he decided. "But — I'll come back, if you want."
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MJ made this <3