CPOV
I see him once he's passed the foyer and turning towards the room I'm standing in. And it's immediately obvious he's quite comfortable in this house. He looks to be roughly my age, tall and muscular, with long blonde messy hair. He's dressed well but casually. And he's attractive…
Who the fuck is this guy?
"Oh! Hey man," he says once he notices me. He was caught off guard but does well to hide it. He starts to approach me with his hand outstretched. "I'm Jax."
"Hello, Christian Grey," I reply as I firmly shake his hand. His eyebrows raise and he smiles at me.
"Christian Grey, I'll be damned. You did look familiar. So, you and Ana having fun yet?"
"I'm not sure exactly what you mean." I keep my face purely impassive though, I'm the one who's now caught off guard.
"Oh, I don't mean anything," he says with a smug fucking grin. I'm instantly irate. She must have said something to him about us. What the fuck else would that comment have meant? After an awkward pause, he continues, "So, hey is she around? I gotta grab a few of my things outta the garage."
"She's in the shower, I'm afraid."
"Alright. I'm just gonna get to it then. Nice to meet you Christian Grey." And with a polite but cocky nod, he steps past me and heads off toward the garage. Once he's out of sight, I slowly stalk over to the door Ana stated was her bedroom. I try to open it but it's locked. I pace outside the door for a few moments trying to sort through what just happened. I recognize that I'm angry but also I feel something else… uneasy maybe. Perhaps because I'm unclear of his relationship to Ana or just how much he knows about our arrangement. Fuck, could he be her fucking boyfriend or husband? I'm kicking myself for not looking over the background check Welch did, but I assumed too much. Assumed that her requirement of an NDA meant she valued discretion, assumed that if Welch had found anything suspicious, he would've alerted me.
After several minutes of my thoughts circling and almost frantic pacing, I resolve to wait for her back in the great room. I'm pretty sure I heard Jax close the garage and drive off, so at least we'll be alone for the conversation we need to have. Finally, she emerges, barefoot and in a silky but still casual ivory slip dress. Her long straight hair is still damp and her face clean and free of makeup. Her natural beauty is astounding, enough so that momentarily, I forget that I have a few fucking questions for her. Eventually, I regain my senses and ask in a stern tone, as I sit with a newly refilled bourbon.
"Who's Jax?"
"Umm," stopping where she is, she gives a slight shake of her head in confusion, "why do you ask?"
"I ask because he was just here, with a key to your house, to collect items of his from the garage." She sighs and gives me a sympathetic look, as if knowing I'm hanging on by a thread.
"He's a friend… who used to live here." My eyes narrow as I glare at her. That's not the worst possible response but I would've preferred if she'd said he was her brother or anything less… fucking irritating.
"I see. And what exactly does he know? We signed an NDA so I'm wondering how he knows about us at all."
"What makes you think he knows anything about 'us,' except that you're here with me?" Her tone has shifted away from polite and my frustration is reaching monumental levels.
"Because Anastasia, he asked if you and I were 'having fun yet.' That implies that I'm more than a simple fucking visitor, wouldn't you agree?" I'm getting more and more angry. Ana is being less than forthcoming and the answers she's giving are less than ideal.
"He's doesn't know anything. He's making an assumption, that's all" I can see her body language wanting to disengage from this conversation but I'm not going to let that happen just yet.
"Are you involved with him?"
"No, and you don't need to worry about that. The agreement clearly states that we're both to remain monogamous, and as far as I'm concerned, we've already entered into that agreement."
"Okay, were you involved with him then?" She pauses and gently plays with the ends of her hair, pensive and seemingly searching her mind for the best way to phrase her answer. When she speaks again, her tone is considerably softer.
"That's not something I'm willing to discuss. But I can tell you he's an actor, and he's very well known. He has is own interests to protect so you have nothing to worry about."
"That's not good enough!" I yell as I stand up suddenly and slam the glass tumbler down on the table next me. "How the fuck do I know what you two are up to?" My temper has broken through and the CEO asshole is out in full force. I stalk toward her, glaring but she doesn't give even the slightest flinch.
"Christian… I know you're new at this so I'll explain something to you… just this once. My submission is given out of trust and respect for you. If that's compromised, especially through behavior like this, then you'll get nothing from me. Being a Dom isn't just about controlling your submissive. Before anything else, you have to be in control of yourself. So until you figure that out, and I suggest you do that quickly, you're just. gonna have. to trust me.
APOV
After a serious stare-down, Christian finally conceded and went off to his room for his own shower. Really, I think he just needs some space to process all of this. I wonder though, if his outburst was purely over a concern for his privacy. It felt more like jealousy to me, which is odd considering his aversion to commitment of any kind. I just wouldn't have guessed this from him but, I suppose I can understand being intimidated by Jax. He's handsome and confident, and even more intimidating if you know not only what an good man he is inside, but what an amazing and caring Dom Jax always was. They're big shoes to fill and I never meant for them to meet so soon, if ever. I don't want Christian getting discouraged about how much he has to learn.
Although, just as I had expected, Christian is an absolute natural borne Dominant. So much of what he instinctually did during our first scene was proof of that. How he never undressed himself but made sure I was completely exposed, how he instructed every move I made, never allowing me to decide a thing. And how he was constantly so aware of my body and my reactions to him. He had me on the verge of orgasm within seconds of being inside me. And I love that he had me look at him while we came together. He was so ravenous and then so thoroughly relived by his release. It was a beautiful sight to see and one I hope to witness many many more times.
I mess around in the kitchen, making lunch for Christian and I, while I daydream of things to come. But I'm interrupted when my phone rings.
"Mmmm, hello trouble maker." I say to Jax, half kidding, but half serious.
"Yeah yeah Ana. Look, I didn't expect him to be there. You just texted me about this last night, figured I'd come talk to you in person about it since it's a pretty fucking bizarre idea don't you think?"
"Yeah, but I have my reasons to try I guess."
"With Christian fucking Grey huh? I guess he does seem uptight enough… actually he just seems like a fucking asshole. I hope he deserves you, Ana."
"Well, you can let me worry about that, and that's the end of this conversation because you were never meant to know who he was. He's already pissed enough, so violating our NDA further wont help things. He did say you were grabbing some things from the garage?"
"Yeah, I also wanted to grab some snowboarding stuff. I'm headed to Vancouver for 3 months to shoot Crimson Peak, thought I might have time for Whistler."
"Oh! You know I'll be there in 2 months right?"
"No I didn't know that. Are you working on something up there?
"Yeah but nothing's been released about it because one of the actresses, she gets stalked by the paps so bad, we're trying to keep it quiet." I wait for him to continue our conversation but he just sits silent on the other end. "Jax?" I say to make sure he's still there.
"So, you guys are gonna stay in that house, and use our playroom?"
"Jackson, I love this house. I bought it from you, remember? And I know you and I created that room, but it's not 'ours' anymore." I keep my tone light but speak bluntly. This isn't like Jax at all. Why all the fucking jealousy today?
"Alright well, maybe I'll see you in Vancouver babe. I'll call you later, gotta go." And he hangs up abruptly. I shake my head as I look down at the phone and then set it aside. At some point, I'll need to figure out what the hell that was all about…
Once Christian rejoined me in the kitchen, I decided to just ignore our previous heated encounter and get back to teaching. I was concerned he might bail after all the drama and me being unable to fully explain things to him. But for now, we only have a few days together so I want to cover as much as possible.
"You're still here so I assume you'd like to keep this going between us?" I ask him in a light playful tone, not interested in tempting the beast right now.
"I do, yes." His response is quick and sure, and seemingly beast-free.
"Good." I say with a genuine smile. "You were so amazing with our first time, Christian. You really are a natural Dominant. I felt safe with you, like I could let go. And that's always my ultimate goal, aside from pleasing you of course." Again, I feel myself beaming at him. "So, before we start another scene, we need to discuss safe words because I want next time to be in the playroom. We use safe words in this type of sex, because 'stop, no, and please don't' may be said a lot, but not truly meant. It allows us to maintain consent even when it may seem to be missing. But it also allows us to communicate very clearly and keep us within our limits. There're typically two words. 'Yellow' is used to convey that I'm getting close to my limits and you should evaluate the direction of the scene. 'Red' is used when I need all actions and the scene to end immediately. The goal for both of us, is to never need to use 'red.' We're taking it slow with the impact play but even for spanking, it's safer to have the words established." He's sitting across from me and until now, has remained completely impassive. But now I see hunger in his eyes and a raised corner of his mouth that's giving him away. He must like the idea of spanking.
Mmmm, I hope you do enjoy it Christian. I know I will.
"So, while you finish eating, I'm gonna go get ready in the playroom. I'll be waiting in there for you... whenever you're ready, Sir" I smile lusciously at him and then eagerly head off down the hall to the playroom, so very ready for what will surely be another amazing experience with this new Dom, 'Christian fucking Grey.'
