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“That means that you want me to use you any time I’m turned on and want to come.” Kissing his cheek, I stroked my hand over his back and tried to shift my hold from cuddling him to exploring him. “So if I was hard and thinking about my sub, I might come over to you and use your ass to get off against.”
His shiver and the quiet gasp that the idea got me made me smile but I did my best not to let him hear it.
“If I was thinking about my pup, I might see if you wanted to play and wag your tail for me.” I wasn’t sure it’d take much to get him in that headspace, but I wouldn’t interrupt his work and be a dick to get it.
“If I was thinking about my partner, I might kiss your neck and rub your chest and tell you how much I wanted to make love to you or how hard I wanted to fuck you.” Before I could decide what to tease him with next, he surprised me.
“Because…because they’re different.” His statement seemed like a request for information, so I nodded.
“That’s right. Making love to you is probably going to be soft and gentle, maybe slow, but it might be fast. Fucking you would be different, though.” Shifting us so I was leaning back enough to tilt his ass out, I squeezed one cheek and got a rush when he moaned. “Can you tell me how?”
I wasn’t sure if that would be too much for him, but I really wanted to hear what he thought that would look like. His thoughts were always fascinating, but knowing a distraction might help, I started making circles around his tight ring.
There was still enough lube that I knew I could start fingering him again, but if he wanted that, I was going to get words first.
His whine went right to my dick but it was the way his cheeks clenched around me that sent my brain back to thinking about how it’d feel to sink deep inside him. “Master…”
Oh, that was fun.
“Tell me, boy. Let me hear it.” There was no way he could’ve missed the desire in my voice or the erection he was pressed against, and I had a feeling knowing how I was feeling made it easier because he actually answered.
“Fucking…fucking is hard and rough and you…you might just bend me over any surface wherever we were in the loft and use me.” There was enough longing in his voice that I knew he’d imagined that scene more than once. “You…you might even leave me plugged and ready for you.”
Oh, that sounded interesting.
Rewarding him, I pressed into his body, loving the way he stretched around my finger and the desperate sound he made. “Such an obedient sub and such a needy one.”
Aiming for a noise that was a mix of disappointment and slut shaming, I shook my head as another whimper escaped him. “You’re making me want to do very bad things to you. Such a terrible influence.”
That got another shiver from him and his hand gripped my shirt so tight I was worried he’d accidentally strangle me. “I’m sorry, Master. I can’t help it.”
What he wanted and just the game in general was perfectly clear, so there was nothing holding me back as I sighed and pushed the scene forward. “You’ll have to take the consequences then.”
Fuck.
Condoms.
I was pretty sure neither of us had any because it’d been that long since either of us had thought about sex with someone else.
Okay, I could work the questions in.
As I shallowly fucked him with my finger and nibbled on his shoulder, I reworked the dialogue in the scene in my head. When it felt reasonable, I gave his shoulder a kiss but kept teasing his hole. “But I’ll be nice and let you choose. Are you going to pay the consequences with your mouth or your ass?”
He jolted, probably at the blunt phrasing, but I could feel the point where the fantasy hit reality and he realized the problem.
His groan that time was frustration, not embarrassment, but then he went still.
“My ass, Master.” Whatever he was thinking kept his normal shyness at bay, and while I appreciated it, I needed to make sure we were all on the same page.
“Are you trying to please your Master because you know how much I want to mark you, or is that what my needy boy wants?” We were probably right at the edge of what his brain could take, but he needed to know that I was good and I knew he was too.
But waiting for a moan or a complaint or for him to just have a heart attack might end up giving me one.
Chapter 19
Ender
Ugh.
