Captive [MXM]

I yawned softly as the light from the windows woke me. Jakob was still fast asleep and holding onto me. I stretched my arms above my head and turned around in his arms to face him.

"Jakob," I mumbled and nipped at his ear. He groaned and buried his face in my neck. I giggled and ran my fingers through his hair, "Jakob you have work- and I have class."

"Stay in bed with me for a little longer?" He whispered in my ear and I shuddered at the husk of his voice.

"No- and you can't tempt me either," I frowned and sat up with another yawn.

"Fine," he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he retrieved him glasses from the nightstand, "how are you feeling, love?"

I flushed and looked at my lap as the night before came back to me.

"I'm okay," I shrugged and rubbed at the back of my neck. Jakob sat up and rubbed my back.

"Are you really?" He whispered, "you were crying."

"I know I was crying," I snapped and then immediately covered my mouth, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to snap at you."

"It's alright, Paige. I just want to make sure you're okay," he hummed in my ear, "I did try to take it too fast."

"No- no, you were perfect, Jakob," I murmured kissed him, "that was... all me."

"You? Or Warren," he frowned at his name and I winced a little bit.

"Both."

I pulled my jacket tight around me as I approached the gates to the manor. I didn't tell Jakob that I was coming here again because I knew he'd talk me out of it. The smart thing to do would have been to let him but I was kind of an idiot so it didn't really matter.

The gates opened for me and I headed for the door. I was just here to check up on him and make sure he wasn't back to working. When I shut the door behind me I headed upstairs to his bedroom. It appeared vacant but at least I could tell he'd slept in it.

With a groan I headed to his office. Lorcan would've told him that I was here by now. I wasn't going to knock. Inside I found him looking much better. He'd shaved and gotten a haircut and he was wearing a new suit. However, he was speaking on the phone and typing- working.

I shut the door loudly and glared at him. He simply stared me down and continued speaking on the phone. His eyes ran up and down my body without shame. What a bastard.

I sauntered over to his desk and shut his lap top. He gave me a short glare and went to open it but I quickly pushed it aside and hopped up onto his desk in its place. This seemed to both interest and distract him. Good, that's what I was aiming for. Now hopefully he didn't try to fuck me.

After a minute or so he hung up and looked at me.

"Yes, Paige?" He asked in a smug tone. I folded my legs over each other and crossed my arms over my chest.

"You shouldn't be working. I know you have a hangover right now," I frowned as he reclined in his chair.

"So are you offering to be a stress reliever?" Warren gave me a shit eating grin and I glared harder at him.

"I don't want to know what that implies," I sighed, "and I'm not offering to do anything. I'm telling you that you can't work today."

"And who made you the boss?" He smirked and leaned forward.

I sucked in a sharp breath, "I've always been the boss and you can't tell me otherwise. Now march your ass back to bed before I do it myself."

He raised his eyebrows, "kitty has claws, huh?" He mused, "just because you've been given a taste of freedom doesn't mean that you can act however you want, Paige- and you have been very bad."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not yours anymore. You aren't my dominant- that goes to Jakob. You can't punish me."

He eyes darkened, "your dominant, hmm? So you've finally accepted that you're a submissive. I guess it doesn't matter. It's not like he's fucking you anyways."

I opened my mouth to protest and then swallowed. If it weren't for Warren then we would be fucking by now.

He rose from his chair suddenly, "wait- is he fucking you?"

I blanched and put my hands up in defense, "no, I-"

Warren clasped my throat in his palm and stared at me darkly, "what have you done?"

"N-nothing! We haven't done anything, Warren. Last night we-" I cut myself off, "last night we were going to but since you've fucked me up so badly I couldn't do it."

His grip loosened on my neck.

"Good," he remarked, "keep it that way. I've been indulging your little independence streak and that includes Jakob but it does have boundaries and one that I will not allow you to cross is sex."

I was astounded, "you can't just forbid me from having sex. You don't own me."

"I do own you, Paige. So if you want to be fucked then I will fuck you- no one else," he scowled and placed his hand on my knee.

"Wh- you can't do this!" I yelped, "I want to be fucked so Jakob is going to fuck me, clear? You are not coming near me."

Warren sucked in a sharp breath and yanked me up by my upper arm as he dragged me out of the office. My heart dropped into my stomach as he pulled me down the hallway.

"W-warren!" I cried, "what are you doing?"

"I'm doing what you so obviously want," he hissed and shut the door to his bedroom behind us before locking it. I tried desperately to pull myself away from him but he just shoved me down onto the bed.

"Please, no! Warren don't!" I thrashed beneath him as he pinned me down and held my wrists beside my head.

"You know what to call me, Paige," he rolled his jaw and squeezed my wrists tightly.

My lower lip trembled, "please, Daddy," I swallowed, "I'm not ready."

He watched me for a few seconds before loosening his grip but didn't allow me to get up.

"If you aren't ready for me then you aren't ready for him," he said tersely, "so if I find out that you're trying to force yourself to have sex then I'm going to punish you."

I blinked in surprise. Was he... concerned about me? I mean he sure as hell had a confusing way of showing it but I wasn't really that surprised at all.

"And if I find out that he's trying to make you then I will kill him," he finished, "are we clear?"

"Yes, S-sir," I stuttered and he slowly released me and I sat up on the edge of the bed as he turned and walked away. It was a while before I could bring myself to see him again but I was definitely much less afraid now that I knew he wasn't going to make me do anything I really didn't want to.

Slowly I pushed opened the door and leaned against it as it shut. He glanced at me and continued to work as if I wasn't there.

"I don't own you," he whispered and kept his eyes averted, "I'm sorry. I know I was being... obsessive again."

I furrowed my brow, "you're apologizing?"

Warren pursed his lips and finally looked up at me, "I started seeing a therapist. After our fight I knew that I couldn't lose you and I wanted- I wanted to fix things for you. I've only been a couple times but I hope it's working."

I was in complete shock. He was trying to change? For me? So many emotions filtered through me. I was happy, I was excited, I was full of hope.

"And... how is it going?" I asked and pressed my fingers over my lips.

He rubbed the back of his neck, "she, uh, she's been trying to teach me how to recognize when I'm being overbearing and how to calm down. I was trying to distance myself from you so that when we saw each other again I could show you that I'd been trying. I guess it didn't work out because I've already fucked everything up."

I stepped forward, "no, Warren," my voice was soft, "you didn't fuck anything up. One lapse isn't a death sentence I'm just so glad that you're trying."

Warren ran a hand down his face, "I'm so sorry, Paige. I never knew how much I was hurting you. I'm- I want you back and I know it's too late with Jakob around but I want another chance."

"Warren-" I furrowed my brow.

"Not right now," he whispered, "I'm not ready yet. I know I'd lapse right back into bad habits. But when I'm ready, do you think you would give me a chance?"

I was close enough to reach out and touch him, "yes," I breathed, "yes, of course, Warren. I want to help you."

He swallowed and glanced away, "you're so good, Paige. I never deserved you."

"It's okay," I whispered and looked down, "all that matters is that you're making an effort to change. I want to see the kind of man you could be."

"Warren..." I began and leaned against his desk, "I don't want to throw your progress back with my actions. I'd stop seeing Jakob if it would help."

He put his hand up and clenched his jaw, "as much as it pains me to say it: No. I don't want you to put your new life on hold for me. Just... please don't bring him here. I don't want to do something stupid on impulse."

I sighed but smiled a little bit, "okay."