"Yeah," Jacob replied, not minding the descriptor since, well, it was pretty accurate. He always felt weird when Jocelyn or Sage called Connor his boyfriend. He was his dom and it didn't feel as casual as 'boyfriend' suggested. Their relationship so far had been all in the bedroom, Connor wasn't dictating his life or anything, but Jacob wasn't sure if being together for real would change that. He wasn't even sure that he didn't want that and it was a little scary to think about. "Guess we should talk about what that entails," he added. "Not now, like... when I can brain again." He smiled faintly but it wasn't a joke, he was still reeling from the sex, his mind a little fuzzy.
The detail-oriented, analytical part of Connor wanted to hash it all out now, get the details negotiated, get excited about whatever path they laid out for themselves. But letting Jacob rest and reset was more important. They were both still floating from the pleasure, and that was a discussion better had with clear heads anyway. “‘Course,” he murmured, giving Jacob a small smile back. Connor moved one foot round until he snagged the blanket and pulled it up to his hand so he could cover them up. “You thirsty or anything?” he asked, cuddling closer into Jacob.
"You brought water," Jacob all but purred remembering the bottles Connor had brought into the room. If that wasn't just another good example of how Connor took care of himself and Jacob. "Since it's right here then yeah, definitely thirsty." And a mess. He almost felt bad about dirtying up Connor's bed but it was Connor's fault he was in this shape so... no. "I feel like you're always doing something for me. Is there something you want that we haven't done before?"
It was kind of sweet to think that Jacob would’ve said no to water if it meant Connor had to get up and leave him, even for a minute. With a faint chuckle, he let go of his boy long enough to sit up halfway and reach for a water bottle on the nightstand. He even twisted the top off before offering it to Jacob. Caretaking was definitely part of all of this for him -- he took care of people all day long at work, but this always felt different. Deeper, more. Connor settled in comfortably again, gazing at Jacob’s face. “I want to do stuff for you,” he answered with a little grin. It was kind of a deflection, but mostly the truth. He shrugged one shoulder. “For me, it’s less about the acts and more about the interactions, you know? I mean ... I’d love to tie you up more, rope work is fun. Send you out with rules for the day. But making sure you’re fulfilled is my main goal.”
Jacob drank a few long gulps of water, grinning a little around the bottle opening as he listened to Connor. "Well, you're doing a really good job," he told him, amused and so fucking happy he felt like he might burst. He handed the bottle back in case Connor wanted some - and he had the cap - then slipped his arm around him again, snuggling in close. "Rope work is fun and we should totally do that but... no weird kinks you feel like you've been deprived of your whole life?" he asked and maybe it was crazy that he'd entertain the thought of doing almost anything for Connor though he was aware he still had some limits in place, thankfully. Not too far gone then, just almost.
Connor took a few sips himself, then re-capped the water and set it aside. They still had to clean up, but damned if he didn’t feel like just passing out right there, with a sticky Jacob in his arms. His sub, officially now. It was exciting. The question drew another chuckle out of him and he gave a faint ponderous hum. “I mean ... I’ve got stuff I haven’t tried and want to,” he admitted. “I wouldn’t say deprived ... With all the good sex I’ve had, saying ‘boo hoo, nobody’s let me stick needles in them yet, or put them in chastity, and I don’t have a fuck machine’ seems kinda greedy.” Connor gave Jacob a little grin, hoping none of that sounded too off the wall. He nuzzled a kiss to the boy’s forehead. “Anything specific you want to explore?”