he Dog Clause

Summary

I, in a fit of belated lust, started sponsoring a broke college kid.

He’d swear, tongue in my mouth, that he was a pro who’d never fall for his sugar daddy.

I’d push his face away: "Fine. You catch feelings, you’re a dog."

Later, he found out he looked just like my first love. He buried his face in my chest, eyes red, and whimpered, "Can’t a dog... can't a dog bite here?"

"Just love me, okay? Stop thinking about him. I can't take it."