I got used to wearing my collar around the house again. It had never been an all the time kind of thing, and still wasn't, but we didn't have to hide it from Dak anymore. It mostly became normal, but every now and then he'd look at me in just the right way to remind me that I was showing off my subby side to him, and it would get my juices flowing.
Possibly because of those occasional glances and fun feelings they caused, I found myself gravitating toward hanging out a little more with Dak when I was collared. Some of it was deliberate, but sometimes I wasn't quite sure.
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