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Kipp curses, fumbling below himself for my cock. Holding it aloft, he sits down, taking me into his body with a wild groan, his head tossed back. I sink my fingers into his hair, holding him in place as his ass comes to rest on my thighs.
“Squeeze me,” I tell him.
He does, eyes half-lidded, hands on my waist.
“Now move.”
Kipp leans forward, his head dropping beside mine as he starts to ride my cock. He loops his arms over my shoulders, finding purchase, and I grab his ass, feeling the sway of him, the jiggle as he moves up and down. His body fits me like a glove, hot and tight and perfectly slick, and as soon as Kipp finds a rhythm, I bring my hand down against his ass cheek hard.
He jolts, his cock bucking against my stomach as he groans.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him. He picks up his pace, body sinking over me again and again. “You want me to spank you and fuck you and own you?”
“God, yes,” he whispers.
I slap his other cheek, and Kipp cries out, but he doesn’t stop moving.
“Fuck, fuck, Teddy.”
“You want me to prove that you’re mine?” I ask, giving him another slap.
He moans, his hands scrambling at my back, his ass flexing under my fingertips.
“Words,” I remind him.
“Yes, yes,” he says, voice quiet and already half-slurred. “I want…”
“What do you want?”
He squeezes tight around me when I give his other cheek another slap, his rhythm faltering. “I want you to take me to that hazy place, Teddy. I want to be good for you.”
“You’re so good for me, sweetheart,” I tell him, pulling him off my cock.
He objects for half a second, but then he groans as I shift him face down on the bed. Sitting beside him, I run my hand over the pink on his ass. I slide my fingers down his crease, teasing over his hole, and he shifts up, trying to take me inside his body. I pull away.
“I’m going to take you right up to the edge, babydoll. But you’re not going to come. I want my cock inside you when that happens.”
“Fuck, yes,” he breathes, rubbing his erection against the sheets. “Anything you want. Please.”
“Gorgeous,” I mutter, bringing my hand down on him hard.
He groans, the sound eaten by the mattress, and I do it again. I gentle the hits quickly, giving his body time to release those endorphins that will leave him floating. It’s about prolonged impact, not causing maximum pain, and when Kipp starts to mellow, his body going lax, I know we’re there.
“Beautiful,” I praise, running my palms over his skin, slapping him lightly. His moan is soft and sweet. I could make him come like this, I know I could, but I slip a finger inside his body, rubbing, coaxing.
His answer is a whine, and I roll him onto his back. “Teddy,” he breathes.
“I’ve got you,” I tell him, notching against his entrance. The glide inside him is smooth, and I wrap his legs around my hips before bracing over his body, lips at his cheek. I kiss him there and on the other side, too. His nose. His lips. He blinks up at me, crossing his heels over my ass and urging me closer.
The first slam of my cock inside Kipp’s body has him moaning, his head thrown back. I give it to him hard, knowing each slap of my hips on his sore ass will send him higher. His legs don’t fall, but he’s utterly boneless beneath me, completely lost in his submission. I vow then and there that I will always treat him as the precious gift he is.
I know Kipp won’t last long. And I don’t try to delay the inevitable. We have our whole lives to do this over and over again, don’t we? We have all the time in the world.
I bring my lips to Kipp’s ear as I fuck him delirious, telling him how good he is, how beautiful, how perfect and gorgeous and mine. He takes everything I have to give him, and when I feel his ass clamping down on my dick and hear the little oh, ohs coming from his lips, I take his mouth, wrap my hand around his dick, and stroke. It’s all over from there. Kipp floods the space between our bodies, his cum on my hand and our stomachs and our chests. I stroke him through it, my own orgasm detonating like an expertly timed bomb. I jerk against him as I come, grinding shallowly, trying fruitlessly to push my cum as deep into his body as it will go. One day, maybe soon, we can do that. If Kipp wants to. I have a feeling he won’t be at all opposed to wearing my mark inside his body.
When my ears have stopped ringing and I’ve come down from my high, I let go of Kipp’s dick and kiss him softly. His lips meet mine, a slow, lazy press. He’s still out of it, and I pull carefully from his body to dispose of the condom. He mumbles incoherently until I’m draped back over him. I hold him tight, careful to keep pressure off his reddened ass. I just hold him and kiss him and murmur affectionate words as he drifts in the clouds.
They’ve done studies on impact play and subspace. The same stress hormones that rise in Kipp’s body during a spanking lower in mine. That stress reaction is needed for his body to dump those feel-good endorphins that allow him to reach nirvana. But for the Dom, for me, spanking is calming all on its own.
