Connor ♛

I woke up with a gorgeous princess in my arms, and the sound of the annoying alarm alerting me to wake up. It wouldn't hurt anyone if I was late for another day, would it? I reached over Troye to turn off my alarm clock, and right when I did, his eyes flickered open. Damn it. I have to get up now. He raised his head a little, looking around confused. But then, he saw me and smiled while stretching, probably remembering last night. Troye rubbed his eyes with this fists and shyly pulled the cover up to this nose, but I can see he's smiling by the way creases appeared near his bright eyes.

"Hi. Remember me?" I chuckled. He blushed a glowing pink and answered: "Mhm."

Troye was already flushed by remembering last night, so I decided to tease him further. "What happened last night? Because... I don't think I remember. Troye, maybe you could jog my memory."

He looked down, twiddling his fingers, which I realized was an action Troye repeated when he gets even the slightest bit embarrassed. "Troye, I asked you a question. I expect words."

I observed Troye visibly freezing, then answering in a whisper, "We had sex." While still looking at his thumbs.

"Did you enjoy being with me Troye?" I questioned.

Faintly, he answers "yes" while shaking his head. At this, I smiled and caressed his cheek, making him look at me. Troye's cheeks were still rosy, eyes wide, quiff flopped over his forehead, and his bottom lip was trapped between his teeth. "Do you realize how beautiful you are Princess? Absolutely stunning." I sort of said to myself with a smile tugged at my lips. Damn, this boy looks so innocent that I wouldn't believe if anybody told me he was begging to be fūcked yesterday. "Troye, would you consider being my sub?"

At this question, his head shot up and he was staring at me with his beautiful blue eyes and his mouth dropped open. "Y-you really want me?" He asked in disbelief, which I didn't understand one bit because he was someone people would kill for. I mean, I definitely would.

"Oh course! Who wouldn't?" I asked genuinely confused.

At my question, Troye stared off, looking a bit saddened. But then, he snapped back to reality and finally answered the question I was dying to ask him since I laid my eyes on him in the coffee shop.

"Yes. I would l-like to be your sub." I was filled with joy and a smile broke out onto my face.

"Come here." I gestured him to my lap. Troye clumsily got to me and sat in my lap with his back again my chest, head against my shoulder, looking up at me. We sat in a comfortable silence, which I took the honor of breaking. "Troye?"

"Hmmm?"

"You do realize we need to go to work now right?" Troye scrunched his eyebrows together and whined, pulling the duvet over him. "But you were so excited to work yesterday..." I teased.

"Yeah, well that was before I slept with my boss."

Ok, offense taken. "Okay...What's that supposed to mean exactly?" I asked, my annoyance clearly showed in my voice.

Troye pulled the cover off of him and his hair went flat against his forehead. He pouted and began, "Now it's gonna be awkweeeeerrrrddd."

The annoyance left me quickly, and my body filled with amuse. "How is it gonna be awkward? I'm gonna be your Dom soon..." I smirked.

Blush invaded his face. "Yeah, but everyone's gonna look at us funny when they see you and me walking into office together from the same car. And I'll be wearing these clothes." He sighed defeatedly gesturing at the modeling clothes strewn all over the floor, with the exception of his heels, which were still secured on his feet.

"Well... What if I want people to know you're mine? All mine?" I pushed.

"Mmmmmh..." Troye whined, "People are gonna think I fūcked my boss for this job."

I pinched his thigh warning him to quit his complaining. "You spilled coffee on me to get the job. Now go get ready and meet me downstairs. We're going to work, I don't want any arguments."

Troye ♕

I surrendered to Connor's words and came downstairs after I got ready. Then, we drove to Saint Laurent. My palms are sweating as I walk through the front doors slightly behind Connor, looking down and quickly sneaking glances at people. Surprisingly, people only regarded Connor. Well, not that that was surprising, just I thought they would at least see me. People walked around Connor like he had some sort of force field, and bumped right into me. This happened four times before he actually said anything.

"See, people barely noticed you until they clash into you." Connor smirked. But then, simultaneously, our eyes fell upon Lilly. Oh shít. She knew. She obviously knew. Me and Connor made eye contact, and I could see the panic written all across his face. Even my (soon to be) Dom was scared of Superwoman. There's no escaping now.

Lilly ☆

"Ugh Mr. Franta's late again..." Zoella complained.

Again? Hmm. Weird. Connor's never been like this. "Well, I guess there's no way to find out why..." I sighed back. But then, something caught my eye. It was Connor, of course, but coming from the same car is Troye, and he was wearing the same modeling clothes from the rack yesterday. What!?! Yo Lilly...calm down. Don't jump to conclusions.

Connor and Troye approached me a bit awkwardly with a nervous smiles painted on their faces. "Hey Superwoman! What's up?" Connor faked with enthusiasm. Yeah, something was up. I smiled accusingly, "Hey Connor...I actually need to talk to you about something in private. Troye, can you go to the front desk. Finn has your papers."

"Umm... Sure." He answered and walked away with a slight limp. I watch him take the papers and sit down slowly on the hard leather seat while wincing. Then, I turned back to Connor and see him smirking. With my hand, I grab his chin and whip it in my direction and gestured him to follow me to my office.

Troye ♕

I sat down on the chair, wincing because I was still sore from last night, but none the less focusing on my work. Sneaking a glance at Connor, I see a smirk on his face. He probably saw me sit down. Then, Lilly forced Connor to look at him by pulling his chin. Damn, she's got guts. If I did that to him in bed, he would probably punish me... hard. Then, Finn plopped down next to me. The leather moving caused me slight pain, but I shrugged it off and smiled at him. "Hey Troye!"

"Oh h-hi." I said, still looking at Lilly and Connor.

"They're a cute couple aren't they?" He sighed.

At this I almost busted out laughing. Connor? Straight? When pigs fly. "Wh-what do you mean by couple?" I asked, trying to look clueless.

"Oh, so your into Lilly..." He patted my shoulder comfortingly, "Unfortunately, she's taken man, sorry."

"I'm not into Lilly, but they're an official
couple?" I asked getting more confused by the second. Maybe this was Connor's cover.

"Well, I mean they haven't officially said it, but you can tell by the way they're so comfortable around each other. I mean the only person not afraid of Mr. Franta is Lilly. In fact, he's probably scared of Lilly. I mean, look at the way she just dragged him into her office right now. I hope they keep it down." Finn humored.

At this, I gagged. "Uh Finn, I did not need that image in my head." I did not need an image of Connor with a girl, let alone his best friend.

Lilly ☆

"For me being the CEO, I get bossed around a lot by you." He chuckled as I sat in the chair behind my desk and he sat on top of it, facing me.

I glare at him. "Drop the act. What's between you and Troye?" I ask accusingly.

He threw his hands up, in a surrendering notion. "Nothing..."

"Then why did he come to work in your car, is wearing the modeling clothes from yesterday, and has a limp?"

"I just offered him a ride and he may have gotten hurt."

"What about the clothes hmm?" I questioned farther.

"I don't know. I guess he liked them, so he kept them."

"Ugh, you probably made him model them for you all night in your bedroom." I spit out in disgust.

"That's none of your business Lilly! Why are you so mad? So what, me and Troye had sex, so what? Why does it matter to you so much!?!"

"Wow," I said unbelievably, "you don't get it do you?"

"Get what?" He asked angered.

I replied softly, "Connor, this is the one guy that you finally had interest in after Tyler. I thought Troye could help you forget about him, and make you happy again...but what if you blew that chance by just making him another one night stand?"

As he soaked in my words, Connor softened, teared up, and then broke down completely. Covering his eyes with his hands, he cried, "You're right. I liked him. I- I really did. What if he thinks I used him?"

I pulled him into a tight hug and sushed him. "It's okay, it's okay. I know you can make it work, alright?" Aww, Connor nodded and looked helpless as he tried to get him self together. Mir literally broke my heart. Finally, he cleaned up and said with unexpected confidence, "I can do this." And then he just walked out, looking a bit bedraggled.

Troye ♕

The last thing in my to-do list was to give Connor my drafts for a new clothing line he was presenting with all gender-neutral clothes. But right now, I'm praying to every god that the situation won't be awkward. While knocking on the door, I gathered up all my courage and waited for the two words.

"Come in."

Letting out a breath, I continued into his office, and placed the files on his desk. "Con- Sir? I mean Dadd-..." I let out a deep breath, closing my eyes, "Mr. Franta, those are the umm, those are the drafts for the new clothing line." So much for not making it awkward.

"Okay. Troye, can you sit down for a bit?" He asked, but I knew what answer he expected.

"Uhh, yeah. Umm sure."

I waited for him to stop signing a contract, and then he looked up at me. "So, I have the contract between us ready." He said as he slid the thin, yes thin, packet to me.

"Um okay?" I said as I flip through the (maybe) ten page contract, confusion clearly shown on my face.

"Yeah, I know it's small and I have an explanation to that. Remember when we first met at the coffee shop? I didn't know you were a sub... I was attracted to you by your looks and personality Troye."

Blush bursted onto my cheeks like they were fireworks. "I was attracted to you to and I didn't know you were rich, or a Dom." I answered cheekily.

Connor genuinely smiled, "That's why, I don't want to just be your Dom, I also want to be your boyfriend. I don't want our relationship to be just based on a few pieces of paper. "

My heart stopped. Literally. He really wanted me? And not only for sex?

Connor then shuffled nervously in his seat. So, Troye Sivan, would you like to go on a date with me?"

My mouth dropped open, but nothing came out, so I resorted to nodding my head and smiling, probably a little too enthusiastically.

"Well, I pick you up at 7:30 tonight."
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