Harsh

♡ dix ♡

The morning was a cool one in the house, the heat being turned down to save money on bills. Jacob didn't need to save the money but it was always nice to not have to spend it all in one place. Troye was the first to wake up, pushing out of Jacob's warm arms to look around the quiet room. It was still darker outside, not quite 7am yet. He flopped back onto the mattress, turning to look at his sleeping Dom. Jacob was snuggled under the blankets, fighting off the cold, with his face buried in his fluffy pillow. His wavy, almost curly, hair was cascaded around his face.

Troye snuggled back into Jacob's welcoming arms and fell asleep again, the sleep still thick in his head. The next time he woke up was because Jacob was pulling from him and climbing out of bed. The Dom went to the closet that held his clothes. Troye watched him, blinking like a lazy cat, as he walked out with a pair of slacks and a white button up. "You're awake," Jacob said as he put the clothes onto the foot of the bed. Troye sat up with a quick nod. "Yeah, I'm awake," Troye said, pushing from the middle of the bed to slide off and onto the floor. Jacob motioned to the bathroom, looking Troye over in his sweatshirt.

"The shower is there. I'd recommend using it. I'll leave clothes set out for you. There's not much to be done today but I do have a few skype calls and paper work to get done. You can busy yourself with something, am I correct?" Jacob asked, moving across the room to a black dresser that held underclothes and things that couldn't be hung in a closet. He took his watch and rings off the top. "Yeah, there's actually some homework that I have to do before school starts again," Troye said, hanging his head at the thought of going to school. He was going to have to go back somewhere he didn't enjoy being to people that didn't very much like him. Well, it wasn't that they didn't like him, it was just that they didn't acknowledge him. They would now though, the Sub to the Dominant Jacob Bixenman.

"May I... sit with you and do it?" Jacob hummed at the thought, cocking his hip against one of the four posts. The bed was a large four-poster but didn't have any curtains hanging off the top like many others do. Troye's mouth watered as the sight of his mostly naked Dom standing there, relaxed. He had a toned, lean body and Troye just wanted to run his tongue up and down his chest. "I'm sure you can sit in there with me. You'd have to be very quiet though when i'm skyping people, these are very busy men and they don't need any interruptions from a noisy sub. You'll have three warnings though and on the third you'll get 10 spanks to your bare arse. Am I understood?" Jacob asked, suddenly being very Dom-like. Troye nodded quickly, folding his hands together behind his back.

"Yes. I understand," he says quickly. Jacob nodded and motioned for the bathroom again. "We're a bit late to breakfast if you take to long. So please hurry," he said and Troye nodded, scurrying off to clean himself as quickly as he could. When he emerged from the bathroom Jacob was sitting on the foot of the bed, looking through his phone. There was a pair of clothes for Troye next to him. "I'll be out in a moment," Jacob said, standing from the bed. He didn't look up from his phone as he grabbed his own clothes and walked into the bathroom, leaving Troye alone and cold. Troye was quick to dress himself in the black briefs and black skinny jeans. They weren't a pair from Troye's home so he was sure they were new, from Jacob.

The shirt was a simple white v-neck that slung to Troye's chest and tummy. He pulled on a black pair of ankle socks and sat at the foot of the bed, waiting for Jacob to come out. He picked up his phone but had no messages, of course he didn't. It's not like he had any friends. It wasn't much long later when Jacob joined Troye in the room, fully dressed and clean. They made their way to the dining room and much to Troye's surprise Tommy and Brandon were already there, sitting and waiting.

Jacob let Troye sit first, across from Tommy like last time, before sitting himself. Brandon sneered at Troye but thanked the cook as he brought their food out, two at a time. They were given a nice plate of eggs, toast, and sausage. Tommy's eggs were scrambled, the cook knowing the male couldn't use a fork or anything to eat. Troye sighed, picking up his fork to start and cut at his sunny side up egg. "Sit up Troye," Jacob said and Troye did as he was told, pushing his back flush against the back of the seat. If he kept his back there, he wouldn't be slouching. "Sorry sir," he apologized once he fixed his mistake. Brandon grunted and shoved half a sausage into his mouth, eyes on Tommy and Troye.