“Very good.” Andre directed him to one of the velvet-covered doors. “In here. No one will approach you without your approval. You’re in control.”

It wasn’t much in the way of direction, but he didn’t mind. “Thank you.” He ventured into the room. It took a minute for his eyes to adjust to the dim light. He strode over to the splash of orange. Two young men, both dark-haired, swatted each other with pillows. They giggled as feathers sailed through the air. Against one wall, a man with a hood spanked another man, bound to a cross.

Hot. He loved watching a Dom spank a sub—even more if he were the one doing the spanking.

When he rounded the couch, he noticed a blond man watching the spanking session. Longing filled the man’s eyes. Demetrius sat beside him.

“Hello.” Demetrius studied him. “Enjoying the scene?”

“Yes.” The man smiled. “I wish I were them.”

“Oh? Which one?”

“Cedric. He loves a good spanking.” The young man shivered. “He’s so lucky.”

“He is.” He slid his gaze over the man. Young, blond, blue-eyed and clean-shaven…sweet, so he seemed. “What’s your name?”

“Todd.” Todd faced him. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“I haven’t told you my name yet.”

“No, but you’re polite. That’s how I know it’s my pleasure to meet you,” Todd said. “If you weren’t being nice, you’d have grabbed me by now.”

“Have you been grabbed often?” He wasn’t sure he liked the sound of that.

“Often enough.”

“I see,” Demetrius said. “I’m Demetrius. What are your kinks—besides being spanked?”

“Mine?” Todd seemed to pale. “Wow.”

“What? You’ve never been asked?” That seemed strange. A good Dom should make sure he knew what the sub wanted and that they’d discussed each other’s needs before starting anything.

“No.”

“Then tell me. I want to know.”

“Will you play with me?”

“You don’t know me.” Hell yes, he wanted to play—once they got a few things sorted out. “Can you trust me?”

“Compared to most guys who visit, yes, I believe I can.” Todd held out his hand. “Come on. I’ll take you to my room where we can talk.”

“How old are you?” He needed to know.

“Twenty.”

“No lies?”

“None.”

He accepted Todd’s hand. He could use some play and a good sucking. If Todd was willing, then he’d go along. If their kinks meshed, then he might have found a potential partner.

But he wanted to take things slow for now.

Before they played, he wanted to get to know Todd.

He had to.