Page 34 of A Little Bit Naughty

Remi groaned. He was such a goner already. He knew he could get off just from this, from Izzy’s mouth on his nipple and those little squirming jerks against his boxers. He tried not to push, but he reminded himself that as innocent as Izzy sounded, he knew exactly what he was doing. After all, he’d proclaimed himself Daddy’s kryptonite.

Remi drew in a shaky breath and answered. “That’s Daddy’s cock, sweet boy. It got big and hard because it’s happy to see you.”

“Ohhhhh… Is it nice to suck on, too?”

Remi squeezed his eyes shut. He normally had pretty strong control, but at this point his baby had been edging him for most of an hour, intentionally or otherwise. “It’s very good to suck on, baby boy. But only if you want to. If you suck on it, it might squirt a little, too.”

“Like Daddy milk?”

Fuck. Daddy milk. “Just like that.”

Except now that he thought about it, they hadn’t talked about safe sex or test results or anything. He’d assumed they weren’t going to do anything sexual, or at least that they’d take it more slowly and have a conversation when Isaac wasn’t in little space.

Knowing that Izzy trusted him so much that he felt safe asking for more was doing all sorts of things to his rapidly beating heart. But it was still his job as a Daddy to keep them both safe, and even slow things down if necessary.

“You might not get to taste Daddy’s cock today, though, sweetheart. I need to go get a… jacket… to put on it to keep us both safe before you put it in your mouth.”

Izzy pouted at him. “Did the doctor say you have any germies?”

Even as a little, Izzy seemed to always be one step ahead. “No germies. I have the papers on my phone.”

Izzy looked smug. “I have papers on my phone, too. No germies.”

Honestly, was that too different from a mature discussion about STIs? They both had a clean bill of health, and he knew that it had been a long time since either of them had slept with anyone. Most importantly, they both knew the risks and communicated clearly, even if they were talking about “germies.”

“If that’s what you want, baby boy.” He toyed with Izzy’s soft hair. “Take whatever you need.”

Izzy sat up, pushing the covers back and then digging his playful little fingers under the waist of Remi’s boxers and pulling them off. Remi wanted him to be able to relax, so he turned on his side, bending his bottom knee outward. He patted his inner thigh. “Come here, baby.”

Izzy crawled over to him and snugged up his head on Remi’s leg, his knees toward Remi’s chest. With a happy sigh, he took hold of Remi’s shaft.

Remi had to hold his breath when Izzy first pulled the tip between his lips. Fuck it was… beyond good. So warm and wet that he was worried he’d come. And then there was the way that Izzy was holding his cock, clinging to it with one still hand like it was comforting, while he made the sweetest little sucks on the end.

It definitely wasn’t a blowjob, at least not in the typical sense. Izzy was barely moving and the goal wasn’t to get him off. No, this was all about Izzy filling his mouth and finding comfort.

That thought alone would have had Remi as hard as nails, even before Izzy’s teeth started lightly scraping along his tender frenulum on each swallow.

“Is that good, Izzy?” he asked, voice strained. He already knew the answer, though.

“Mmmm-hmmmm…” Izzy nodded around his mouthful, the combined movement and vibrations making Remi clench his fists.

There was no way he could handle this for long, not after Izzy had spent so long nursing at his chest. Not when his boy was so sweet and happy, dressed in the porcupine onesie Remi had bought for him, with his legs curled up on the bed.

Fuck, he’d never had someone pay so much attention to just the head of his dick, but that rhythmic sucking was centered on all of his nerve endings, driving him to distraction.

“Baby? Do you want Daddy’s milk now? You can still change your mind.”

Izzy popped off for just long enough to speak. “Yes, Daddy. Thirsty.”

Oh, God. That was it. Izzy’s sweet little mouth closed around him, sucking just a little bit harder.

Remi’s orgasm started somewhere deep inside, spinning out through his limbs, and then he was shooting into Izzy’s mouth. He came with a roar.

Izzy kept sucking and sucking and… Fuck, just sucking out everything he had to give and making happy little hungry baby sounds while he swallowed it down.

“So good, thirsty boy,” he reached for Izzy’s knee, needing to be in closer contact. “So good drinking all of Daddy’s milk.”

Izzy gave a few more languorous sucks and pulled back, his head still resting on Remi’s thigh. “Yummy, Daddy. I have some more?” His hand was still cradling Remi’s rapidly softening cock.