Yes Sir (Tronnor Fanfiction)

Epilogue (ch. 24)

I wake up and I feel differently than I have been the last couple of weeks. However, since last night I've had an odd sensation in my stomach. I'm not sure what it is or why I feel this way. Maybe because in just a short while I'll be discussing my future with Connor. I know he said he has no intentions of breaking up with me, but what if he was just saying that to make me feel better?

Finding myself embraced in Connor's arms, I reluctantly remove myself and go downstairs to make some coffee for us.

While the coffee is brewing the sickness feeling just won't go away. I'm so tense because I know that things will be changing today, I just can't tell whether it's going to be good or bad.

I move that thought to the back of my head, and head on upstairs with two coffee mugs in my hands. The bedroom door was already open and I could see Connor sitting on the edge of the bed facing away from me, looking down on his phone.

As I make my way closer and go around the bed I can see his face, and he looks tense.

"What's wrong?" I ask him. He jumps a little bit and looks up at me, not hearing me come in. Immediately he relaxes and reaches out for his coffee as I hand it to him.

"Oh, it's nothing. Work stuff. Since I fired him all of his work load is now on me, but I'm in the process of hiring someone to replace him." He answers as he sets his phone back on the end table, taking the same hand and running it down his face. He's been extremely stressed about work before all of this and I made it about 100 times worse.

Before I could think of anything to say he gets up and stands directly in front of me, giving me a small peck on the lips. "It's nothing you need to worry about, things will be alright."

I nodded as he grabs my hand and leads me to his office. He takes a seat at his desk, and I sit in the chair in front of him. He goes into his side drawer and takes out our old contract, that was signed exactly one year ago today.

I can feel my heart beating faster as he skims over it, and then suddenly I see him take it and he rips it in half.

"I don't want any more contracts." He states as he continues to shred the pieces of papers, then scooping it all up and throwing it in the trash next to him. My heart drops to the floor as I watch him do this. Was I right? Did he really say all of that just to shut me up for one night?

"I don't want the contract to be the only reason why we're together. I want you to be with me because you want to, not because you have to."

"So... what does this mean then?"

He gives me a small smile. "It means that we are in relationship that doesn't require a piece of paper to tell us we are. I love you and you love me, we make decisions together, and all the other things people in relationships do... but you still have to call me sir and I get to spank you when you're naughty." His smile now turning into a grin.

We sit in silence while staring at each other, the sexual tension building up by the second.

I decided to play along, hopefully moving things towards the direction that I hope it is going. "So what would qualify for a good spanking... sir?" I asked as I bite my bottom lip.

He grins back at me, eyes filled with pure lust. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

I ponder for a moment, before getting up and walking around the desk, standing right in front of him. Turning my head, I look down at the papers on the corner of his desk. 

In one swift motion I knock the papers right off of the table, and they fall on floor spread out everywhere.

"Oops... sorry." I said without any sort of sorrow in my tone.

Before I knew it he had pulled me down so I was laying over his knees, one hand was grabbing a fistful of my hair while with other was pulling down both my pajama pants and briefs in one swift motion. His hand starts kneading my ass, and I can feel all the blood rushing down to my cock in anticipation. He then leans down, his tongue licking up the shell of my ear and he whispers, "You know you're going to have to clean that up later."

I let out a small laugh.

"Yes, sir."