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“I don’t know what that means, either,” Craig says, though he’s pretty sure he doesn’t fucking want it.
“It means that the last several days would become hazy in your memory. More of a tangled-up blur than it might already be. For the submissives who find it very difficult reconciling the things they sometimes need and do when they’re in their cycle, it can be a good option.”
“The last thing I want is to not remember,” Craig says, pissed off at the very idea. No one is taking this from him.
“Okay,” Sam says, and his hand curls around Craig’s bicep, offering comfort. But it’s so fucking careful. It isn’t Craig’s neck or his stomach. It isn’t between his legs. There’s no erection pressed against him. The distance between them is awful.
Craig leans back into the touch, wanting more.
“It doesn’t have to be a blow job. Is there anything I can do for you?” Sam asks, and his thumb strokes softly over Craig’s arm.
“I want… what if what I want isn’t something you want to give?” Craig asks.
“Then I’ll say no. I won’t be mad. I’d love for you to ask me for something, Craig.”
Does he mean it? Just last night, he promised they could continue this if Craig wanted to. Craig does. “I just want to have you be mine for longer. I want to know what it feels like when it’s just me and just you, and not our urges driving us.” He wants it to be forever, but that’s a big statement. And that isn’t something Craig should ask for. He’s submissive. A Dominant needs to claim him. He doesn’t know if he could be happy with someone if he had to ask them. He needs to be wanted.
Taken.
Used.
Permanently.
So he bites back a “please.” He doesn’t beg to be kept.
“I can do that,” Sam murmurs into his skin and then shifts closer, the long length of his body pressed along Craig’s back. Sam kisses his neck, and the kisses become harder almost instantly, ending with a hint of teeth.
And that makes Craig whimper and break out into goose bumps.
“Daddy,” he says with a sigh. It’s beautiful. It’s so perfect and sweet that he can hardly stand it. Certainly not if it’s going to be taken away from him.
“My good boy. Do I have you for a little bit longer?” he asks, and Craig turns around, wanting to be kissed and held and weighed down by his Daddy.
“Yes, Daddy,” he says and spreads his legs and opens his arms so his Daddy can lie on top of him. And then there’s the heavy weight of Sam and his cock, settling alongside his. His Daddy is hard. For him. Craig wraps his legs around his waist.
“Daddy, please,” he says, desperate.
“Shh, I’ve got you. Let’s take care of you for a change,” Sam murmurs, then kisses down Craig’s neck, over his chest, sucking on Craig’s nipples before moving down his stomach and nosing at his groin, pushing the covers down and out of the way. Sam looks up at him as he kisses Craig’s hip.
“Look at that pretty little cock,” he says and presses his lips over it.
Sam puts his hands on Craig’s thighs, keeping him open and exposed, and Craig’s cock twitches because it feels so good. Sam sucks him into his mouth, the head and shaft fitting inside, and he sucks, but the pressure is too much, too intense, and Craig cries out.
“Gentle, Daddy!”
Sam opens his mouth, and Craig’s cock throbs on his Daddy’s tongue. Craig’s balls ache with the need to spill. He grabs at Sam, hands in his hair. “Too sensitive,” he says, tears filling his eyes.
“Sorry, baby. Poor little boy, such a sensitive cock. Do you want gentle kisses? Want me to just hold you in my mouth?”
“No. You said… you said you were going to put your mouth on me again and again.”
Sam’s hands clench hard on Craig’s hips, his pupils dilate, and then he’s flipping Craig over, dragging him back so he’s up on his knees, Craig’s hole exposed to his Daddy’s gaze.
“You’re very sore,” he says and bites at Craig’s ass cheek.
“Daddy!” he gasps, and Sam bites him harder. And then his tongue is in Craig’s hole, and it’s a lot, it’s so much, so intense because he’s been used again and again, and he shoves forward, collapsing onto the bed, wanting to get away from the raspy softness of his Daddy’s tongue.
“Do you want Daddy to stop?” Sam asks and squeezes the globe of Craig’s ass hard.
