"I'm into something called DDLB. It stands for — "

"But wait," I cut him off. "An actual, grown-ass person sits there sucking on a pacifier? You said it was consensual, so you've done it before? You've had somebody suck on that thing?"

Deacon faltered but recovered very quickly. "Yes. I mean, not that specific pacifier. That one is brand new. But my ex, Jason, wasn't just my boyfriend. He was my Little. I was his boyfriend and his Daddy."

The words did something. Uprooted another ghost of a conversation. Drunken slurred words against foggy actions and fuzzy vision, it didn't make any sense.

Recoiling at the word, I could...