Paul had forgotten how trippy George's house could be. There were so many Indian decorations and even his couch looked trippy. It could just be that Paul just hadn't been there in a long while. Paul occupied his mind by looking all around the place in awe. Maybe George redecorated the place? Something was seriously different and Paul couldn't quite place what it was.
He was broken from his rambling thought by George placing a freshly made tea in front of Paul as well as some biscuits. Paul practically dove for the biscuits. Eating them as though they'd be his final meal.
George laughs at how eager Paul was to eat,''Macca...I didn't realize you were starving. Want some food?''
''Not right now...I just wanted something sweet...but thank you for your concern Geo...'' Paul says sheepishly.
George smiles and sits down beside Paul and raises his eyebrows expectantly,''Sooo you're a daddy now huh? How does it feel to be a giver and not a receiver?''
Paul chokes on air for a second and has to momentarily fan himself. George pats Paul's back to soothe his coughing.
George waited a few seconds before saying,''I hope this doesn't choke ya up again but I'm now a receiver and Ringo's my giver if you know what I mean? You and I have switched places-''
Paul breaks out into a fit of coughs,''Uh...oh? Is that right Geo?''
George snickers,''Yes...it is...Ringo's a very...open-minded dom...you should try him some time...''
Paul starts choking again. George pats his back as he wheezes,''Pardon me!?''
George rolls his eyes,''Our relationship is open...I never thought I'd be open to...non-monogamy but I am...and I'm sorry for being such a jealous prat back in the old days...''
Paul blinks a few times before nodding in understanding,''It's funny that you brought that up because...I think that's what John's been trying to indirectly hint at for the past few months...at first, it started as a very dumb joke. He'd call me father whenever I was bossy to him around the studio...and then he started the daddy thing...but we have never done anything...Well...not anything pertaining to the whole daddy thing...I've never topped him or anything. The most we did was toss each other off a year ago...''
George nods and says,''I can see that...John's not known to really ask directly for anything that he may want...it's like pulling teeth with him...''
''It really is...'' Paul mumbles shaking his head.
''Sooo how do you feel about all of this?'' George asks softly.
''I...I've never been dominate with a man before so...um...this is all new. I was wondering if you could teach me what to do?'' Paul asks softly.
''Of course, I can...I think Ringo would be up for it as well...Ringo's a better dom than me in my opinion.'' George says smiling.
Paul blinks in awe, he always saw George as the best dom ever, so he tells him just that while flashing his signature smile. George becomes flustered and shakes his head. Paul enjoyed the fact that his words affected the other man so much. It reminded him of the old days when they were young lads that were struggling to figure out their place in the world along with their sexual orientations.
Aaaah, all of the memories were flooding into his mind all the nights of fumbling, careless mistakes, and jumbled up nonsense explanations from Paul when he was was too flustered to say actual words like ''cock'' or ''fuck''. Young Paul would even struggle to explain how things made him feel so that lead to many nights of just bursting out laughing in the middle of their clumsy sexy times.
George says,''Ringo is coming over later...and even tomorrow night if you would like to learn a thing or two?''
Paul nods in agreement,''I'll most likely come over tomorrow...I think John wants my attention tonight...I don't mean that in a sexual way.''
''Yes I know. John is very needy at this point in his life...be kind to him Macca...'' George says softly.
''I will...'' Paul says smiling.
When he makes it to the studio Yoko and John are cuddling on the couch. As soon as Yoko notices him she motions for Paul to go with her into another room.
''John, me and Daddy need to have a talk alright? Can you sit here alone for a moment?'' Yoko asks softly.
John looks disgruntled but agrees.
Paul takes in a deep breath and mentally prepares himself for whatever Yoko wants to say. They go into the next room over. Yoko sits down and motions for Paul to do the same.
Paul awkwardly sits next to her and waits her to speak.
Yoko crosses her legs and says,''John has been talking to me about some things...and we have come to an agreement...''
Paul lifts an eyebrow at her curiously.
''John wants you to join our relationship,'' Yoko says simply.
Paul struggles to find something to say before he settles on this,''Um...I...I'm at a weird stage in my life...I don't want to be tied down in a relationship and I'm kind of trying to get back with my Daddy. Ugh, it feels so weird saying that out loud! Anyway, I've never been a Daddy before and I don't think I'm cut out for it...''
Yoko nods and is quiet for a moment before saying,''It's okay for you to have a Daddy...just don't bring it to John's attention. So that means that if you have marks on you left from someone else you must cover them, if there is any evidence of another man having fucked you anywhere on your body, stay clothed. Do not talk about your other lovers. Do not even think about your other lovers. It would hurt John too much to think that his Daddy was cheating on him or that he was not enough for him got it?''
Paul nods.
''Also, you are not allowed to have any other subs. John will be your one and only sub. Cater to him, make him feel loved, seen, and heard. No other subs are allowed. And I swear to God if you fuck around and trigger the wound his father left in him you will regret it, McCartney.'' Yoko says while lighting a cigarette.
Paul squints at her as she blows the smoke from her cigarette in his face.
''Okay Yoko...I understand. I don't know how I feel about this yet...give me a few days.'' Paul answers softly.
Yoko nods,''I know all of this is a bit much. I didn't talk to you about this sooner because well...I had no idea about you and George until today. John is very upset. Please go console him and tell him that he is worthy of love and affection. He's struggling with self-doubt along with self-hatred today.''
Paul sits there for a minute and ponders over what she just said.
Yoko blinks at him as though he's lost his mind. She blinks slowly,''Sooo, was your and George arrangement purely sexual? Why are you looking at me like that? Did he never nurture you on the days that you were down?''
Paul swallows thickly,''Um...yeah...yeah he did...um but...I-I have never been a daddy before...''
Yoko's eyebrows lifted in amusement.
''Never? Not even to a girl? John said that you were in the community for a very long time now?'' Yoko says curiously.
''Y-Yeah I have...but you see...I'm a sub-''
Yoko cuts him off,''No. No, you're not. You forget...I watch you in the studio! All bossy and demanding. John has too...and this is just between you and me, but John liked what he saw. That is what gave him this idea...You remember the first night he called you his father?''
Paul rolls his eyes,''Yup...it was a tasteless joke...''
''What if what he said was a request and not a joke?'' Yoko offers.
''But fucking while recording would get so messy and then there are a lot of buttons and while I'm trying to sing doo-doo-doo the damn receivers go all buzz-buzz-buzz and I can't get off in that kind of environment. What if we come on the equipment. How the hell are we going to explain that to the technicians?''
Yoko breaks out into a fit of giggles,''Oh my! This is why I like you, Paul! You are so entertaining!''
Paul crosses his arms and mumbles dryly,''Oh wow, I feel so accomplished to have entertained the great Yoko Ono with my pain...You need to go to sensitivity training darling...''
Yoko swats at him lovingly and says,''You are a switch darling. A switch!''
''No I am not darling~ I'm a sub. That's all I've ever known!'' Paul argues.
''No...I can see you better than you see you! John can too...he can see you bending him over and driving him wild and so can I! So let's make this happen, baby. How about it?'' Yoko says confidently.
''Why are you like this?'' Paul asks in awe of her brash tone.
Yoko shrugs,''I'm just a woman that knows what I want. I know that I want John to be happy and he looks happiest when he is with you...imagine how happy he would be if he was with the both of us? He'd be absolutely beaming!''
''If we have a threesome is there any way you could put a bag on your face...or your entire body for that matter?'' Paul mumbles under his breath.
He knows that she heard him from the shrill scream she lets out along with her beating him upside the head with a couch cushion a few times.
Paul who is now struggling to breathe through his laughing says,''I'm sorry Yoko! But I've got to be honest! You don't do it for me, darling! You don't got the vroom-vroom or the sha-sha!''
''What does that even mean Paul!? You can't just make up random sounds and use them in the place of adjectives!'' Yoko exclaims throwing the pillow at his face.
''I do it all the time darling...no one has stopped me yet,'' Paul says shrugging.
''What if I looked like George?'' Yoko teases.
''God that would be leagues worse. George's face on your body? Christ...'' Paul says visibly cringing.
Yoko screams again and jumps on Paul suddenly. She puts him in a friendly headlock and Paul couldn't help but laugh. Yoko reminded him of an older sister that was a tomboy. He flails around trying to get out of her chokehold.
Their squabble is interrupted by the door opening,''What the bloody fuck is going on in here!? Why are you choking daddy, mommy!? He didn't hurt you did he?''
Yoko shakes her head and lets Paul go. The two exchange a look and crack up laughing at one another's silly antics.
A big grin spreads across John's face.
Yoko mimics John's grin.
Seeing John so very happy made Paul's day. He couldn't begin to explain how beautiful a genuine smile from John Lennon was. He looked fucking gorgeous.
Paul wanted to see John look this happy more often. He wanted John to experience the childhood that he never got to experience.
''C'mere son,'' Paul says opening his arms wide.
John beams with joy and practically jumps into the other man's arms. Paul had to steady his balance against John's tight embrace. Their bodies fit together perfectly as John snuggled against him and buried his face in his neck.
Paul had no idea how he would make this work but he was determined.