Jacob wanted to tell him to let him know if he changed his mind but at this point it just felt like he was starting to sound paranoid about it. He didn't want to be blindsided but he also didn't really believe Connor would do that so he swallowed it down and told himself to trust in this. Connor was his and hearing it was intensely powerful. "Mine," he murmured against his lips, trying out the word and liking it. "So about that collar..." He grinned, not in any rush to talk specifics but it was a nice segway from a heavier topic.
Transparency and communication were two things Connor valued heavily in a relationship, and he meant what he’d said. He’d never cheated on anyone before, and he didn’t plan on starting now. Jacob was a wonderful, surprising addition to his life, and he didn’t want to do anything to fuck it up before it even got a chance. He huffed a soft laugh, grinning back and giving his head a tiny shake. “You’ll get it when you get it, and you’ll wear it all the time and love it,” he said, only half-teasing about it. He dipped his head to kiss and nibble at the side of Jacob’s neck for a moment, one hand straying down to pat his ass. “You ready to get cleaned up?”
"Mmhmm," Jacob murmured, stretching comfortably against him and arching into the little nibble. "You said something about dessert?" he then asked suggestively and god he hoped the sex hadn't been it because after all that he was really craving something sweet, a little sugar to get a rush on his energy back. "It's still my birthday," he added cheekily since he was pretty sure it wasn't midnight yet and pampering was totally supposed to take place until it was officially over.
“I did,” Connor said with some lazy enthusiasm, smirking a touch. “But only clean boys get dessert, so ... to the shower with you first.” He had some chocolate cake in the fridge, ready to be eaten. Connor hadn’t gotten any candles or anything, but he was sure Jacob would be fine with not being sung at again today. After one more kiss and ass-squeeze, Connor moved to get up himself, giving a little groan as he got off the bed. The rest of the night would be soft and sweet, he thought -- showering and treats and then a good, deep night’s sleep.