King smiled ruefully. “It’s not easy.” Ah. He was talking about earlier, how Camden wasn’t able to… Something about regression. I knew the gist of it. “Camden and I aim for a lifestyle dynamic, but of course, life gets in the way sometimes. We both have full-time jobs, even though we’re lucky to be able to manage most of that from home.” He shifted in his lounger to sit on the edge. “I suppose you have to separate fun kinks from core kinks. Take a Sadist and a masochist, for instance. I don’t think anyone into pain wants it twenty-four seven. It’s something that requires specific playtimes. But the same Sadist and masochist might also be into D/s, and that’s something you can incorporate into your everyday life much easier.”

I nodded slowly. It made sense. Separate the mind from the body. If you were only into impact play—I believed that was the term—then it was easier to save kink for when you had the time.

“I guess I don’t have any fun kinks, to use your term,” I answered. “Who doesn’t like experimenting and trying new things in bed?” I shrugged. “But I don’t have an urge to get beaten or beat someone. I don’t have a leather kink or…I don’t know.” I waved a hand. “I’m not into feet or latex. You know what I mean.”

He chuckled. “I do.”

“What about you two?” I wondered. “Aside from the lifestyle dynamic.”

He scratched his stubbly jaw and peered over at the house. His stubble glinted silver in the sun. “Regression play would be the one,” he responded. “I dislike the word play, but it’s what we have. It’s nothing we can do every hour of the day for a very long time.”

I didn’t know enough about it. “That’s when the submissive regresses mentally, right? Like, even in his mind, he becomes younger.”

King inclined his head. “That’s exactly what it is. To various degrees, depending on the Little. Camden regresses pretty heavily.”

“Does he have a set age when he regresses?” I knew Moshe had talked about that.

He shook his head. “No, and…” He let out a small laugh. “He bounces from one side of the spectrum to the other when he’s really little. It can be a struggle to keep up. He’s good at communicating, thankfully. He’ll let me know if he wants to do ‘grown-up stuff’ or if he’s in a nonsexual mind-set.”

Madonn’, grown-up stuff—that one hit me right in the gut. It was impossible not to picture it. Camden, that sweet, mischievous boy, telling Daddy if he wanted to do inappropriate things or not.

My God.

I took a long swig from my beer and forced myself to pull back. Time for a reality check. I needed to take a leak too.