warnings: PTSD flashback, cliffhanger

Sam woke up as usual. His internal clock, ground into his mind for years by trainers, had little consideration for the late hour at which he went to sleep. Nevertheless, he felt better than he could remember in a while. Kurt's breath tickled his cheek, his ankle hooked over Sam's knee, like so many mornings before, like nothing changed. Sam smiled and brushed Kurt's hair from his eye, indulging himself in looking at his Dom as the gray morning light brightened slowly.

Soon looking wasn't enough and he took to touching. His fingers skimmed over Kurt's shoulder and the soft cover bundled around his waist, they brushed down his back and played with the hem of his shirt.

Kurt said they will make time for themselves tonight. Sam didn't feel like waiting until the night; he was so done with waiting altogether and a part of him didn't trust Kurt to not cancel in the last moment, like he did so many times. He sat up slowly on the bed and pulled away from Kurt carefully, mind set on his want. He wondered if it qualified as disobedience. He hoped it did. Anything Kurt could lash out at him would be better than nothing. He wouldn't cope with another lonely day, but he could take a punishment. He wanted it, actually, to feel the hot stripes across his skin, muscles cracking with pain at mere movement and the sweet taste of forgiveness lulling him back to sleep.

He pushed two fingers in and hissed in pain, stilling them for a moment, then grind his teeth, applied more lube and continued the rough exploration. He needed to be ready, he needed to be perfect, he needed to surprise his Master and make him see what he was missing. Slower, but without much care, he thrust into himself, muffling his moans in the sheets.

The movement and the early hour both rousted Dave from his sleep. He opened a bleary eye, the blonde hair and wide bitten lips were making all the noise. He shuffled closer, like he would have done in the more communal household submissive's quarters and reached out to touch Sam by the neck.

Sam's head snapped up, eyes wide at the thought of being discovered by one of the Doms. He calmed seeing Dave's face. "Good morning," he whispered. His arm didn't stop moving behind his back.

"Really good." He agreed, his body moving slow as the sleep crept it's way out of his system. "Gunna wake up Sir Kurt like that?"

"Yes. I just, uh, I need a moment," he winced pushing third finger inside himself too soon. "He needs me. It's been… so long..."

"Hey." Dave scooted closer, knowing how deep of a sleeper Sebastian was. The man wouldn't notice as long as some part of Dave was still touching. "Ease up there. He doesn't want to have to tend to injuries."

"I'm fine!" Sam snapped a tone too loudly. "What do you know? You spent half of yesterday fucking Sebastian's brains out," he added in a stage whisper, slowing his movements.

"Shhh. I'm sorry, or whatever, but Sir and I also fought. He nearly sent me to Jeff to be taken care of. You don't want to fight with Sir Kurt because you were rushing. Come here, I'll prep you."

"You're right..." Sam admitted grudgingly and eased his fingers out of himself before pushing the bottle of lube toward Dave. He laid on the bed, between Kurt's and Sebastian's sleeping forms and waited as Dave settled behind him. "You sure you don't wanna spank me for misbehaving again?" He smiled at Dave over his shoulder.

A rumbling laugh accompanied the soft kiss Dave placed on Sam's neck. "I'll leave the punishing to the Doms." Dave's thick fingers were smeared with generous amounts of lube before he began to gently circle them around Sam's asshole.

"Mmm, yeah, you do that." Sam stretched comfortably. It felt so good to be taken care of. Even if the touch wasn't done by his Kurt. "Master wouldn't be happy if he found out he has a competition."

"Sir Sebastian was pretty pissed when he found out." Dave shifted so he could place his free arm under Sam's head. As he slid one thick finger inside Sam he kissed the base of the other sub's neck. "But I'll be a stand-in whenever you need it. We gotta take care of ourselves when they don't have time."

"Thanks." Sam relaxed under the careful ministrations. His cheek was pressed flat into the bed, to muffle any noises in the sheets. He couldn't help some slipping out. Dave was pretty good at this. For someone who never bottomed. "My proposition stands, you know. We could fuck if you want. I mean, with the roles reversed."

Dave worked another finger in, letting his hand still for a moment when he felt Sam's breath quicken. "Whose roles? I... I haven't even bottomed for my Sir even though he wants it."

"Yeah, that's the point." Sam leaned up on his elbows to have a better look at Dave. "I mean, I'm sure you have fun together now, but how long can it really go on? You can't run away from bottoming your whole life." He smiled reassuringly. "We could practise. No Dominance, no expectations. Just two subs having fun."

Dave's fingers kept up their mission, slow and gentle with opening up Sam the entire time. His mind spun with what Sam was offering. He feared bottoming and Sebastian had been so generous letting him hate his time, but that time would run out. "I'll ask Sebastian's permission. I have a feeling he'd be pissed off if I was breached by someone else."

Sam's nose scrunched as if he caught a sniff of an unpleasant smell. "You should do us both a favour and not call it that. There will be no breaching from me, I can swear on that. Just pleasure." He winked above his shoulder, his show-smile curling his full lips.

Dave chuckled a little, making a note in his head not to use the term again. He was still getting used to what was acceptable around other subs. "Tease." Dave's cheeks started to flush. Somehow helping Sam spread himself for his master didn't seem like anything to blush over, but the offer to share pleasure with Sam had him blushing like a newly owned boy. "I will ask… I think that sounds pretty fun. But… Sebastian's really nice and lets me have sub friends and time to hang out with them, but I just… want to make sure I don't cross a line. You know how good I am about bulldozing through politesse."

"Mmm. I know a thing or two." Sam started moving against Dave's hand, biting his lips to muffle his heavy breathing. "But I don't see why… he wouldn't let you… We fuck and hang out and share beds. Submissives, I mean. Like Doms do with each other. I'm sure Sebastian and Kurt took advantage of living together as well."

"I don't know." Dave spread now three fingers in Sam's tightness, searching for the area that would get Sebastian shuddering. "I only had one sub in my household. And she wasn't allowed to leave the house. I don't think about sub friendship being normal. I'm very lucky to be allowed away from Sirs' side at all."

Sam rolled his eyes out of Dave's sight. Maybe he was a bit unfair. The guy was a pound sub, and a former middle class at that. He had no way of knowing these things, even if they were, well, pretty obvious. What else ought to subs do, if not gather and share their lives? It's not like his arrangement with Kurt was something common. Most submissives registered on their Dom's minds when their service was required, or so Sam thought.

Sam's head snapped at the sound of sheets rustling by his side. Kurt turned on his back, his arm flopped over the bed where Sam was supposed to be laying. "He's waking up," Sam whispered, the rush of anticipation almost made him jump his sir right this moment. "He's waking up!" He smiled huge at Dave.

Dave gave a last experimental twist with his wrist. "And you're opened. Go get him. I'll pretend to be asleep." He kissed Sam's cheek and removed his hand.

Sam wanted to say there was no need, but kind of forgot about anything aside from Kurt when his Master's and love's eyes opened and blinked against the light. Kurt raised a hand to rub them and stretched on the bed, slowly focusing on the environment. "Sammy? You're awake? Is it late or early?"

"Early, sir." Sam moved up the bed and settled his naked body by Kurt's side, his head pillowed on Kurt's shoulder. "In fact… we have a lot of free time." Maybe that was a bit of exaggeration, but he was not letting Kurt out of this bed until he got what he needed.

"That's rare." Kurt rolled toward Sam, pressing their bodies together at as many points as possible. "Gods, I've missed you. I love you so much, Sammy-boy."

Sam whimpered, snuggling close to the man and hating that his pajamas obstructed skin on skin contact. Wearing clothes to sleep was one of the bad habits Sam just couldn't condition out of his Dom. "I missed you too, sir," he breathed against his throat. "I miss you." He took Kurt's hand and lead it to his ass, where he could feel the slickery lube left from preparation.

"Oh my good, naughty pet." Kurt groaned, his voice dropping octaves as he began to explore Sam's preparations. "Nice and loose for your Sir. We have to be so quiet."

Sam made a sound of protest. "I can't, sir. You'll have to keep me quiet if you want to," he mouthed up the column of Kurt's throat, one leg already over Kurt's lap. "I don't know why you would though."

"Because you're mine and I don't like anyone else seeing how amazing you are. You know how possessive I am." Kurt turned, pressing close so their cloth covered cocks rubbed up beside each other. "I'll have to push my fingers in your mouth as a gag."

Sam shuddered, not upset about having to be quiet anymore. "Yes, please, sir," he said right away and kicked the cover off Kurt, before trying to tug his pants down and already straddling him. "Please, sir, I need," he added urgently, fighting with Kurt's clothes.

Kurt wrapped a hand around Sam's neck and the power of the simple action signalled the sub to cease all movement. "You obey. Lay yourself down and open yourself to me. You are mine."

Sam nodded fervently and switched positions. He spread his legs and grabbed his knees, bringing them to his chest. This was better, so much better. Kurt knew what he needed: a complete submission. Casual sex with other subs or even the session with Dave only veiled his craving. He glanced at Dave, the man faced away from him, cuddling with Sebastian and appearing asleep as dead. Too bad. Kurt could dominate them. Maybe order him to please them both. Sam whimpered. "Please, sir, I need you so much," he whispered, making sure to batt his eyelashes.

Kurt leaned over Sam, kissing his forehead, then mouth, then his chest and scrunched stomach before kissing down each thigh and finally licking a stripe along Sam's cock. The lube bottle had been lost in the sheets so Kurt scrubbed his length along the cleft of Sam's ass to gather the remnants of slick remaining. He placed his tip at the gaping hole. "Shh. Don't wake them, boy." Kurt whispered before taking his own boxers and shoving them in Sam's mouth.

The gag seemed to have the opposite effect as Sam moaned loudly against it. The simple restraint brought their moment closer to actual power exchange. Sam closed his eyes, shaking with expectation.

Kurt couldn't help the evil little smile. Gagging Sam always produced the loudest of sounds; Kurt loved causing them. He sank into Sam, groaning joyously as the boy sucked him in without resistance. The warm constriction was just right. "Oh, good boy. You didn't rush it. My perfect little sub."

Sam tried to smile around the cloth and settled on communicating his gratitude with squeezing his legs around Kurt and bringing him closer. The praise washed over him, relaxing him into the familiar, warm feeling of being dominated.

Sebastian was brought to consciousness in phases. He felt on the edge of dream for a long time, like there was something registering just out of his awareness, and not letting him sleep. Noises, reminding him that he went to bed with two more people last night. A weight on his side… Dave… He turned his head to nuzzle his sub's hair and run his hand down his side, making sure he's not still dreaming. No, the man felt and smelled real. Sebastian smiled, he didn't know if he could trust his mind after the meltdown from yesterday. It seemed so different now, like a vivid imagination. He never acted that way in real life, that was a fact. Sebastian sighed and clung to his sub, revering the simple pleasure of being able to call him that.

Kurt growled out as he pressed in and out of his boy. He barely remembered that the other pair were on the same bed. He needed his Sam, he needed his submissive under him, throat exposed and obeying his every command. He scratched twin lines of red into Sam's abs as his thrusts shook the mattress.

Sebastian leaned up over Dave's head, eyebrows raising. Well, well. "That's a nice image to wake up to," he whispered to Dave, not surprised that the pair didn't even notice them. His cock stirred at the sounds.

"Shh, Sir." Dave looked up from his place nestled in Sebastian's arms. His pupils were blown wide and red had already spread down his throat. He pressed his mouth to Seb's neck as a kind of mollification. "They need it."

Sebastian leaned back, eyes scanning down Dave's body. He smirked at the sight of his cock, already hard and red. "Gods… How long have you been listening to this?" He asked, gently taking Dave's dick in his hand.

Dave gasped and bit hard on his cheek to stop himself from disturbing the couple who were rocking the bed. He brought up his still slightly slick fingers like a dog who had been caught guilt of peeing in the house. "I helped Sam open for his Sir. Please, don't be mad. He was doing it too fast and was gunna hurt himself."

"I'm mad you didn't wake me up to watch." The words were placated with a smile that quickly turned evil. "But I know just how to punish you." He squeezed Dave's cock, delighted by the sub's desperate attempt at staying silent. He pushed him down on his back and kissed thoroughly, chasing away the remains of yesterday's upset.

Dave whined softly, trying desperately to keep himself quiet. He wanted Sam to have his Sir and to be happy. He wanted both of them to be fulfilled like he had gotten to be with Sebastian. Dave arched under Sebastian, not sure if it was into the hand or just toward everything that was his Sir. "Please. Please."

"Yes, beg. I like it." Sebastian sat up, releasing Dave's cock and spreading his hands over his chest instead. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh. He glanced over at Kurt and Sam, entangled in each other and lost to the world.

Kurt glanced to the side, his eyes connecting to where Sebastian and Dave were starting their own fun. "And everything was right with the world."

"Quite." Sebastian's eyes raked over Kurt's ass. With certain difficulty, he moved his gaze over to Sam, where the sub was already incoherent. A idea started forming in his head. "We should share."

"Ha. You had yours earlier. This is my first time in… so long." Kurt's eyes returned to Sam, glowing at the expression. "This time just for me..."

Sebastian shrugged, turning his attention back to Dave and straddled him."Look at that, Dave. I've been wholly rejected."

"I'll comfort you with my cock, Sir." Dave sassed, grinning up at Sebastian as he let the playfulness he had missed with his Sir slip back in. Dave felt damn proud of himself when he heard Kurt snort.

"How considerate." Sebastian leaned in to kiss Dave's breastbone. He wanted Dave to fuck him, nice and slow, making up for all the lost nights. But… Kurt was just there. "Alright, then, pet. Suck me off." He laid by Dave with resignation.

Dave didn't like the downturn of Sebastian's tone. He scooted his body to kneel between Sebastian's knees anyway.

Kurt reached out, Sebastian was close enough to touch now, afterall, and the pouting was ridiculous. So he took one of Sebastian's nipples between his thumb and index and tugged right as Dave's mouth sunk down.

"Ugh." Sebastian's eyes closed shut. He laid his hand over Kurt's and run up his forearm and back. "Multitasking?" He asked with a smile, pressing Dave down on himself with a hand on his neck.

"I'm a man of many skills." Kurt wrinkled his nose. "Like forestalling temper tantrums."

Dave groaned around Sebastian's his throat nudged at the depth his Sir was requesting. Sebastian would let him up before it was too much… wouldn't he? His eyes flicked up to Kurt's hand and Dave couldn't stop his mind from jumping back to the night that had seemed forever ago when Blaine's hand had been the one on Sebastian's body and then…. He took as deep of breaths as he was able.

Sebastian grinned at Kurt. Seemed like they were even. He wanted to make sure and repay the man, make it up to him after his behaviour from the previous day. But maybe Dave was right. Maybe it was better to leave them to enjoy themselves. Dave panted over his lap and his experience told him it wasn't the kind he wanted to hear. He smoothed his hand over Dave's shoulder. "Pet?"

The change in Sebastian's hand meant he could pull back right? Or was that going to be making way for Blaine's hand to hold him. Blaine wouldn't have stopped, he would choke. He shut his eyes, tears that had nothing to do with his actions dripped out. He eased up just a little, keeping Sebastian's length on most of his tongue just in case. He needed to do it right. He was such a bad sub. His eyes were wild as he looked up to Sebastian, seeking something, anything to disprove the thoughts in his head. The dick in his mouth was no where close to filling and still he panted. Why wasn't there enough air?!

Sebastian sat up, alarmed. Was Dave… crying? He tugged a handful of his hair to get him off. "Dave, what's going on? Talk to me."

The sound of Kurt and Sam's completion was lost behind the roaring in Dave's ears. He tried to swipe at his tears so Sebastian wouldn't see them. He was shaking but the room was started to sharpen, the images on the bed were two people he trusted, not the Dom who would want to choke him. "S...sorry Sir… Sorry Sir."

"Hey, hey, it's alright, everything's fine," Sebastian's voice dropped to a whisper. He pulled Dave close to himself, wanting to gather him in his arms. "You're safe and everything's fine," he murmured rubbing Dave's back.

Dave turned his cheek back and forth against Sebastian's chest, taking in the solid strength in his muscles, the warmth of his body and the inherent protection. He was safe. Sebastian had noticed him, he wasn't going to let anyone hurt his sub. Dave let out a long breath. "Sir… Sebastian…"

Sam didn't seem to be aware of anything around him much, but Kurt was watching him with interest from his spot. Sebastian could nearly see the questions in his eyes. He waved him away, hearing another Dom was not going to help Dave in the slightest. "Yes, pet? I'm here. What do you need, my good boy?"

"N… need you." Dave turned his face away from Kurt and Sam after sex cuddling, pretending they weren't there. "Need you to… to see me. Don't… please don't forget… You promised but he's here and you didn't…. I'm sorry. I just.. I felt it and my … it was like I couldn't breathe."

"I'm sorry, Dave. I should've been more careful," Sebastian said, even though he wasn't sure what he did wrong. There must've been something and it threw Dave right back to that awful night he wished he could scratch out of his sub's memory. "I see you and I will never forget. You're safe, I promise."

Dave nodded, his tears smearing on his Sir's skin. He didn't hear Kurt gathering his own sub closer. He didn't see the sympathy in Kurt's eyes. All Dave knew was Sebastian's body and safety. "Thank you."

Sebastian kissed his forehead and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry, Dave," he repeated. Guilt from yesterday came back and only knowing he needed to take care of his boy kept him from jumping out of the bed and storming off to bathroom. Kurt would have a field day with that one.

Kurt watched the pair as he tenderly pet away the dampness of his sub's forehead. He couldn't help remembering times that Sam had broken down over what, at the time, had seemed silly and stupid. It was always based in such deeper pain than the surface showed. Kurt kissed Sam's hair, warmed by how good Sebastian was being with Dave. They had come so far, to the point that Kurt was willing to bet that whatever set Dave into a panic had nothing to do with this night. Kurt shifted a little so his arm could reach out to Kurt touch Sebastian's side, careful to avoid Dave's skin. He wanted the other Dom to know he was doing it right.

Sebastian caught the hand and squeezed it briefly before returning to rub soothing patterns over Dave's back. "You can go back to sleep now, boy. I'll stay with you," he said.

"Yes, Sir." Dave closed his eyes. The flashback had taken its toll and in a matter of minutes he was snuffling against Sebastian's chest.

"Hey, you alright?" Kurt kept his voice a whisper.

"Yeah. It's… been a while since something like that happened." Sebastian responded in an undertone.

"You did the right thing, calming him. It takes me longer with Sam when it does happen." Kurt turned his eyes to the blonde happily sleeping in. "What do you think caused it?"

"Not sure. Must've been my cock down his throat." Sebastian moved away as much as Dave's embraced allowed him, to not disrupt the man with their quiet conversation. "It's… It's how it happened once. Blaine choked him on me." He looked up, ready to take on Kurt's disgust.

"Poor pet." Kurt didn't touch Dave, but his protectiveness surged. His voice only held concern for the sub without censure. "But you've had him go down on you between now and with Blaine, right? Was it a problem then?"

"Not until Dave suggested it himself, I didn't. After that… it was good. I just have to be careful to not thrust and he even seems to like it. Hell, he sucked me off yesterday and thanked me for it."

"Sounds like it's got nothing to do with the oral sex then, Seb." Kurt hummed, trying to piece together the puzzle without knowing the specifics of what happened with Blaine.

"Gods. I thought we're over this. I thought he's better." Sebastian traced a finger down Dave's arm, his heart breaking at the open trustful expression on his sleeping boy. The remains of tears still could be seen. "He should be better by now."

"He is better, Sebastian." Kurt shook his head as he heard his own fears echoed back to him. "Just yesterday he was blissfully tied to the point of leaving red marks. When we spoke at the engagement all he needed was reassurance that you were happy with him. He hardly needed more than a head pat. But… sadly some things will crop up."

"I just keep hurting him. He keeps giving himself to me and I… I make mistakes." Sebastian sighed. "If he wasn't so clingy… Perhaps it would do him good to be in the care of someone else for a while," he said, pondering over the idea from yesterday. Of course, he wouldn't give Dave up completely. But, maybe few sessions. Maybe someone else would handle him better.

"Everyone makes mistakes. Sebastian, I abandoned Sam for months. Your David had to punish him. We Doms are human too, loathe though we are to admit it." Kurt shook his head at the situation. "He was joking and playful until… I think it might have been me who set him off. What did he say… 'don't forget' and also 'you promised but he's here'. I think that's the problem. You said he was clingy, right? And I know he had a huge problem calming down enough for me to talk to him when we were alone before the holiday gala."

Sebastian thought it over. "Well, it can't stay like this. It's not good for him. Does it mean when Jeff gives him orders, like cleaning the floors, he's suffering through every one of them? I can't have that." His arm tightened protectively. "You will have to help me on this." His voice didn't entertain the idea of any resistance.

"Of course, Sebastian. We can start on it once breakfast comes." Kurt yawned and nuzzled at Sam's neck. "Step one, talk to Dave. Step two, handle the problem, step three you cuddle the boy."

"Should we… be seen like this?" Sebastian glanced at the door, then at the clock on his bedside. Breakfast with morning press should arrive soon. Sometimes brought by his Dave or Sam. Now it's definitely going to be a regular servant. His paranoid fear of being discovered settled in. "How about I skip to step three for now on."

"Let's scandalize them all. The Master will fetch in the breakfast, morning newspaper and mail." Kurt snickered as he started to tuck the covers around Sam's body. "If he wakes up let him know I said stay put."

"Mm, that's a good boy," Sebastian said just to ruffle his feathers. He grinned and, with a pulling and tugging, moved to Dave's other side so he could lay between the sub and take care of whoever woke up first. Dave's hold on his waist didn't falter through any of this.

Kurt tossed a rude gesture over his shoulder before moving to dress. He went simple, button down shirt and pants. He even left off the shoes. Sebastian's home had become familiar enough he made it down to the kitchens and intercepted the carefully arranged breakfast tray just as it left. "Thank you, darling, I can take it from here."

He left a shocked Tina standing with her mouth open as the formerly stuffy, overdressed and depressing fiance of their Master took a cart with a whistle as he left. He made it back to the room in no-time, the portions served in this house were more than enough to serve all four of them.

"Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauties."

Sam smiled at him, already sitting against the headboard. "You're bringing breakfast to us? Wow, I must've done really well earlier," he teased but helped Kurt dish it all out for them.

Sebastian accepted a plate and left it on the bedside table, his hands busy with caressing Dave's disheveled head resting in his lap. "Pet, all the Beauties in the room were called to rise. I can let you slack on the 'shine' part, but you should have breakfast."

Dave grumbled and nuzzled into Sebastian's chest. He was far far too warm to want to get up at all. Finally he sat up, knowing Sebastian would torture him if he didn't. "If I hav'ta."

Kurt served out a double portion on his own plate so he could feed Sam from his fingers. They moved together with long practiced ease. Sam slid to the ground on his knees the moment he saw only one plate. Soon his head was pillowed in Kurt's lap and he was eating a piece of cantaloupe.

Sebastian leaned into Dave, making it hard for both of them to eat. He couldn't help it. He needed to make sure his sub was better, but didn't want to embarrass him by bringing the incident up. For all it seemed, Sam seemed to be completely oblivious to it, Sebastian thought as the other sub chewed happily on his food, looking at Kurt like he was one of the Old Gods. Well, the breakfast wasn't the best time to start the topic, but after they all dismantled to their separate responsibilities, there would be no time. "Hey, Dave. I think Kurt said something about needing you on the field today?" Sebastian said, looking at Kurt instead of his sub.

Dave glanced over at Sam and Kurt, a soft smile spreading as he saw his friend's unadulterated joy. "Sure. However I can help."

"I would require some work under Kurt's supervision. I'm sure you'll do well." Sebastian kissed his temple, trying for a light tone.

"Sure." Dave shrugged, working under Kurt's direction didn't sound much different than when he followed along with the other subs under Jeff's overarching orders. "Not sexual right?"

"Not at work." It was Sam who answered, turning all the heads in the room. The sub smiled cockily. "But afterwards, is another story."

"Samuel!" Kurt smacked Sam's nose for the insensitive comment, forgetting that Sam hadn't been coherent for the break-down. The sub sent him a hurt look and, with a shrug, returned to their shared meal.

Dave flinched against him, proving Kurt's theory right. A part of Sebastian was relieved. At least now they knew what to work on. "You know that if Kurt wanted you to serve him this way, he still wouldn't do anything you're uncomfortable with, right?" He asked.

Dave looked down, focusing on his hands instead of on any of the Doms. "I know, Sir…. I would really prefer not to… serve Master Kurt in that way without you, Sir."

"What about Jeff? You like Jeff, right?"

"Yes, Sir. But Jeff doesn't take male subs to his rooms and… I… still wouldn't want to perform service without you. I'm sorry." Dave picked at his fingernails.

"But if I was there, if I ordered you to do it. That would be okay?" Sebastian doubted, but the way Dave formed his answered left an open window. Sam and Kurt were both watching them.

"Yes, Sir." But Dave was slumped forward, his lip drawn inward as he bit at it and his fingernails were beginning to be pulled at in strips. "I would do as you ordered, Sir."

"Of course you would." Sebastian smiled sourly. "Eat your breakfast, Dave. I don't plan on ordering anything like that."

"David, Sebastian is not going to force you or order you to have sex with anyone you don't want to." Kurt's voice was gentle, watching as Sebastian closed away from Dave at the obvious issue.

"If Sir would be happy seeing me service another Dom I will do it." Dave responded, his back straightening as he tried to steel his resolve. "Sebastian? I just… Wouldn't you be happier if you used a different sub than me? I'm already pretty limited on what I can do for you in sexual service. I'd probably freak out over nothing again and that would look bad on you to have a worthless sub and I just don't get why you want to… I'll do it for you… but why?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, pet," Sebastian forced his smile to seem more genuine. "Eat."

"No." Dave glared, knowing he should obey, but he felt like he was being tested for something he never studied for. "I would prefer not to be in service to anyone else, but your desires come first and it will probably end up good. I trust you. Why are you asking me all this?"

"My desire for you is to shut up and eat, why doesn't this one come first?" Sebastian breathed out heavily. "I'm not asking for me. I don't like the idea of giving you up to Kurt or Jeff or other Doms, but not giving you at least an opportunity for some variety is not healthy either. Although, I know that it wouldn't probably end well. This is not a limit I can push you through, you know that. Why are you set on giving me the standard 'I do it for you' answer? I thought we know each other long enough to be honest. Are you still scared of me?" He asked quietly, mirroring the question Kurt asked him the previous day.

"I'm not shutting up and eating, so no, I'm not afraid of you." Dave snorted at the idiotic question. "I say that because it's not my idea of a good time. I don't trust anyone but you, but Kurt of Jeff would probably be fine as long as you were there. I feel like you're disappointed in me and I want to know why before I shut up and eat so I can fix it."

"I'm not disappointed!" Sebastian let the frustration into his voice. "I'm concerned. I'm guilty. I keep making mistakes and the amount of time you yessir me won't make them okay!" Sebastian glared.

"This is about this morning. I'm sorry I screwed up, but I felt it too deep, and I saw Kurt's hand, and then all of a sudden all I could remember was Blaine, and choking and fear." Dave sighed leaning toward Sebastian. "Being with… with Kurt or Sam sounds fun, but I don't know if that's going to happen again."

Sebastian wrapped his arms around him and leaned his forehead against the side of Dave's head. "If anyone screwed up, it was me, so please, stop apologizing," he said with a sigh. "Being with Kurt… or Sam…," he mused over the words. Kurt was obviously out of question. At least for now. "Perhaps you should try to have sex with Sam then?" He made eye contact with Kurt. Maybe they were looking at this from a wrong side.

Kurt's eyes grew bright, realizing how that would help David ease into exploring sexuality on his own terms. He tilted Sam's face up. "Would you enjoy that, precious? To play and touch with David?"

Sam nodded, letting the Doms believe it was theirs idea to begin with. "Yes, sir. I would enjoy that very much." He winked at Dave, hoping to bring back their easy companionship. He didn't realize how deeply the pound sub's issues ran.

Dave eased, he could explore with Sam without having to take up Kurt and Sebastian's time.

He looked up at the food and found an official looking sealed envelope under the newspaper. "Mail for you, Sir Kurt."

Sam snatched it, being closer to Dave, to hand over, but his eyes fell on the sender's title. "Department… of Population…? Sir?" He looked up at Kurt with wide eyes.

Kurt opened the envelope with trembling hands. His eyes darted over the letter, reading it in it's entirely before taking a breath.

"They are suspending my Dominance designation until further notice. I'm being reexamined." Kurt creased the paper as his hands clenched into fists. "They are going to make me a submissive."