"Really?"

"Yeah. Really." 

"Do you think it's hot, or...?"

How to put this. 

".....it's complicated and weird but I really honestly truly don't mind you doing it or finding it hot." 

"You're so perfect."

"I'm glad." 

"What about the other things?"

"Fucking me while I say no is.... not going to work. Orders are fine, getting off on having power over me is fine." 

Lev kisses her.

"I know you're a girl really, that's why it's hot."

That is a very sweet and admirable sentiment and it's a shame that it is totally misplaced. "I know you do." 

Lev's hand is in her hair and he's kissing her.

And he relaxes into Lev and the hand in his hair and kisses him back. 

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Extremely." 

"Good boy."

Oh fuck he actually does kink like hell on this. 

"Yeah," soft and breathy, and he lets his head fall forward onto Lev's shoulder. "Your good boy. Always your good boy." 

"My good boy," and the hand on his hair is pulling, "so good, you'll do whatever I want, won't you?"

"Yeah — of course — your good boy —" 

Lev shoves her back on the bed and pulls off her shirt. "Good little toy, good little thing for me to use..."

He goes where he's pushed.

"Yeah — your pretty toy —" 

"Keep talking."

He bites her chest, kisses along her stomach, bites her hip.

"Your good boy your pretty toy your plaything your slut your good boy your —" not Sasha — "your Luna your sweet thing your pretty thing your boy your toy —" 

Lev pulls down her skirt and says, "I'd be happy to blow you without a condom if you wanted to."

"Absolutely not." 

"Okay," he says, and grabs a condom and puts it on and starts to suck her off. He digs his fingers into her thighs.