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“S-sorry,” he panted immediately, hand trembling as he held the sleeve around the head of his cock.
“It’s okay,” I crooned, dipping my head to kiss his cheek. “Does it feel good?”
“Yes. Fuck, Beryl.”
“Back down again. Slowly,” I emphasised, then kept it up for a few more minutes until Greid was shaking, his hips straining up with every downward stroke of the sleeve, as if he was fighting the urge to plunge his cock through it hard and fast.
“Hold it there,” I said eventually when it was once again engulfing the head of his cock. “Keep it still and fuck it, Greid, until I tell you to stop.”
His breath caught in his throat, hips instinctively flexing until the very tip of his cock peeked out from the sleeve. “I’ll c-come.”
“No you won’t,” I said easily. “Not until I say you can.”
“I d-don’t think I’ll be able to h-hold it.” He swallowed, letting go of the sheets to clutch my leg again. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”
I melted, hugging him to me as I kissed the side of his face. “You won’t, Greid. I won’t let you. Don’t worry. Just warn me when you’re about to come, okay?”
“Okay.” He gripped my leg tighter as he let out a shaky breath and arched his hips, pushing his cock through the sleeve. “Oh f-fuck.”
“God, that looks amazing,” I breathed, rapt as I watched his slick cockhead pop repeatedly in and out of sight. “Don’t stop until I tell you to, Greid.”
It was less than a minute before he was shuddering as he pumped his hips, his free hand moving restlessly over my leg and the blankets. “I’m g-gonna—”
“Stop,” I said immediately, and he let out a shaky exhalation of relief as he lowered his hips until the sleeve hovered over the tip. “Good boy.”
I stroked his chest in soothing circles, giving him a few seconds to calm down. His hearts were pounding under my palm, breaths shuddering out of him. Between his spread thighs, I could see his tail flicking anxiously against the sheets.
“You’re doing so well for me, Greid,” I murmured in his ear, chest squeezing tight when he shivered and turned his face to nuzzle into my throat. “Do you know how wet I am, watching you do this?”
He moaned, the desperation clear in his voice, but tension stiffened his limbs when I rasped, “Time to start stroking your cock again, Greid.”
He swallowed and slotted the sleeve back over the tip of his cock with a trembling hand.
“A little faster,” I said when he slid it down to the base. “Keep going. No stopping until I say you can. And no coming.”
“Oh god.” His body wound tighter and tighter as he stroked his cock, hips thrusting up to meet every downward plunge of the sleeve.
“Keep your hips still,” I said firmly, back to toying with his nipples. “Mm, good boy.”
Dipping my head, I nuzzled his ear before whispering, “Now you’ll think of me whenever you do this.”
He gasped for breath. “I already d-do.”
God, he was so sweet. Deciding to test the waters, I murmured, “Maybe next time I’ll tie your wrists to the headboard and do it myself. See how long I can keep you on the edge until I finally let you come.”
“F-fuck.” His hips jerked erratically as he pumped the sleeve over his cock faster. “Fuck—”
“Stop.”
He whipped the sleeve off his cock with a sob that was tinged with both relief and frustration. I gave him a few seconds, peppering kisses over his ear and the side of his face, before ordering, “Again.”
“I’ll c-come,” he got out, voice ragged.
“No you won’t.”
Groaning warily, he slid the sleeve back over his cock and broke out in a full-body shiver. “F-f-fuck, I’m so close.”
“Again, Greid,” I said sternly, watching as his free hand clenched the sheets, then gripped my ankle, then slid onto his inner thigh, moving restlessly like he didn’t know what to do with it.
