“And all that is coming, but first you need to do one thing for me.”
Eleven
JENSEN
What?” The pleading in Aiden’s voice was music to my ears. “I’ll do anything! Please! Don’t stop touching me.”
I’d finally broken through the stubborn and made it to need outweighing the urge to be a dick. I loved it when we hit these apexes. I lived for them. Breaking Aiden down and building him back up was one of the great privileges we’d get to experience together.
“Tell me what!” His lips dripped with desperation, like honey, supple, and full.
I wanted to lap it from his mouth, tasting it there. “So eager. I wish I could bottle it.”
“You can. It comes out of my dick. You’ll love it.”
I reached up to smack his cheek. “Smartass.”
“I can’t help it. My penis is talking. Don’t take anything I say seriously.”
“If I’m not taking anything you say seriously, how can I ask for what I want?”
He groaned and banged his head against the sofa. “Daddy.”
I wrapped my fingers around his girth, stroking. “Yes?”
“Why are you torturing me?” He sounded so forlorn.
I traced my fingers over the bead imprints in his skin from the hours of wearing the garland, the pattern as arousing to me as his words. “Because you enjoy it.”
“Lies and slander.”
“Should I stop? We can play checkers and go to bed early.”
He groaned and grabbed me. “If you want to see me pout.”
I reached up to brush the pads of my fingers over his parted lip. “I love it when you pout.”
I loved putting my cock between those pale pink lips and making him suck until the pout was gone. I refrained. There were other things I wanted to get tonight, higher on the list.
“Please tell me, what do you want me to do.” His abs flexed with every breath.
“I want you to keep seeing me.” I teased my tongue over the indents, working around his hard-on. “I want to be a couple.” I alternated sucks and bites and presses of my lips, all the way up to his shaft. “I want you to be mine.”
“You’re such a romantic bastard.” His fingers skimmed my hair, and down my neck. “Asking me to date you by firelight.”
“I don’t want you to see anyone else. I’m selfish.”
“Yes.” There was no attitude, no waiver in his tone. It was as simple and as complicated as the yes he placed before me.
“Are you only saying yes so I’ll suck your cock?”
“You did already call me boyfriend.” His hair fell in his face. “And I’ve thought about it.”
“Have you?” The admission surprised me.
“It’s a little early for this conversation, but I think if we are going to give it a shot, we need to give it a real kind of thing, instead of messing around and each wondering if the other cares. I don’t want to do that.”
“You might get two rewards tonight,” I said, taking his entire cock into my mouth.
“Daddy!” His squirms told me as much as his tone.
I’d been edging him all damn day. “Let me have your come.”
He did in a screaming mess of slow build that I reminded myself to recreate as often as possible.
We’d fucked and showered and fucked again in the shower. Now it was quiet time.
“Hold me?” Aiden asked when he slid into bed next to me. “Please, Daddy.”
“So agreeable and polite tonight. I should make you scream while you come more often.”
“I definitely agree.” He nuzzled into my armpit.
I shivered and tugged him to come to lay on my chest. He did so easily. All the fight seemed to have gone out of him. I stroked my fingers down his spine.
“I like this part of things,” I said after a while.
“Almost like in your lap in the wingback but better.”
“Our aftercare was never long enough in the library.”
“I want more time like this.”
“Cuddling?” I asked.
“Yes, while you watch your sports ball, or on a lazy Sunday I could read in your lap.” Aiden rubbed his face all over my chest, acting like a cat.
I grabbed his ass so he’d stop moving around so much. “I would enjoy that immensely, my Prince.”
“It’s bedtime.” He hooked a leg over mine. “Are you going to hold me all night?”
“I don’t know, do you move in your sleep like you are now?”
“Probably.” I could hear the grin in his voice.
“It would not surprise me.” I traced the split of his ass. “I’m going to sleep on top of you if you don’t stop moving.”
“You do realize this is motivation to move more, right?”
“Do you want me cranky tomorrow?”
“I’ll be at work, it won’t matter.” He turned his face into my chest, trying to hide his laughter.
I dug my nails into the meat of his ass. “I’ll go with you.”
“What are you going to do all day while I work?”
“I don’t know, read, or something.” I gave him a pointed look in the low light.
“Can you read?” The hint of a smile on his lips betrayed his tease.
“Not at all. I just look at the pictures.”
“Okay, Gaston.”
“Careful, my Prince. I will make this personal.”
“Oh personal? Do tell.”
“I’m going to jack off all day.”
“There will be patrons in the library.”
I didn’t plan on such a thing, but I’m tempted. “I’ll stay out of sight. Maybe in the back room.”
“There could be cameras all over. You don’t know.”
“You just said there could be. There aren’t.”
“I could have worded it better.” He huffed. “Why are you so mean to me?” he asked biting my chest.
I groaned and tightened my hand on his ass. “Says the biter to the bitee.”
“I have to combat you holding my ass somehow.”
“Would you rather I not?”
“Did I say that?” He bit me again.
I slapped his ass. “Sleep or I’m putting you in the corner.”
He grabbed hold of my cock and squeezed. “Okay, but I need to hold my favorite toy or I won’t sleep, Daddy.”
I rolled my eyes so hard I was shocked they didn’t fall out. “Always trying to push buttons. Fine. Hold it.”
I closed my eyes, knowing my self-control was higher than his.
“Nothing?” He stroked, seemingly hurt and offended.
“You call my hard-on nothing?” I asked, holding any laughter out of my voice.
“I expected you to flip me over and fuck me to sleep.”
“Another night, Prince, another night. Now sleep or I’m buying a cage bed for you.”
“What if I want to talk about something important?”
I opened one eye. “Is this real important or more ways to try and get me to fuck you important?”