It did. “You ever heard of the term sub drop?”
“Is…Is that what this is?” Gift asked. “I thought that was a bondage thing.”
“It can happen after any kind of intense emotional scene. And I’d call what we did intense and emotional.”
“You don’t seem affected,” Gift said, tone a little sullen.
Park buried his face in Gift’s hair, inhaling deeply, letting the scent calm him. “I’m more affected than you think. And it’s usually not as intense for the dominant person in the scene. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t have an effect on me.”
“So, I’m a sub?” Gift said, then giggled a little.
“I don’t think we need to put labels on things. But, before we do anything like that again, I think we should talk about what you like and what you don’t. We need to have some limits.”
Gift rolled in his arms until he was facing him, craning his head to look up at Park. “Is this like a kink talk?”
Park laughed. “I guess you could put it that way.”
Gift wiggled his knee in-between Park’s, scooting impossibly closer, until there was almost no place their bodies weren’t touching. “How do I know what I like or what I don’t when I’ve never tried anything?”
Park’s hand fell to Gift’s naked back, fingers trailing over the muscles there. “Well…is there anything you didn’t like me doing tonight? Anything you never want me to do again or you’d want me to do differently?” When Gift stayed silent, Park added, “You’re not going to hurt my feelings if you don’t like something, but you will upset me if you don’t tell me and I continue to do something that’s not making you feel good.”
“It’s not that…I’m just thinking. I-I liked tonight.”
“What did you like? Was there something specific you liked more than the rest?” Park watched a blush creep from Gift’s chest up to his ears before he dropped his gaze. “What is it,ouen? You can tell me. Don’t be embarrassed.”
“I…I liked when you bit me…like my thighs, and then when you sucked on them until it left a mark. I like when you mark me up,” Gift told Park’s chest.
Park gave a satisfied groan, then tipped Gift’s face up. “I like marking you up, too. You look so hot with my teeth marks on your ass and thighs.”
Gift’s breaths seemed to come a little faster now. “I like when you tell me what to do. I like when you make me wait. I like being good for you.”
Park captured his lips in a lazy kiss that lingered. “You were so good for me,ouen. My good boy. What else?”
Gift’s eyes dropped. “I liked your…your tongue on me.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “Inme.”
Having this conversation in bed was yet another bad idea. Park’s cock was already half-hard listening to Gift shyly tell him all the very dirty things he liked Park doing to him.
“Fuck, baby. Yeah? You liked me licking your tight little hole? Fucking my tongue into it?” he asked, voice raw. Gift whimpered, thrusting his hips forward, pressing his own erection to Park’s hip. He let his hand slide down to cup Gift’s ass cheek. “I liked it, too. You taste so good. And you make the sweetest sounds when my mouth is on you.”
“Is this conversation supposed to be turning us on?” Gift asked, uncertain. “‘Cause I’m feeling…things.”
Park couldn’t help but kiss him once more. “I would be more worried if you weren’t.” Gift looked relieved. Park decided to keep pushing. They were both already worked up; they might as well finish the conversation. “Is there anything we didn’t do that you want to try?” he probed.
Gift froze, then buried his face in Park’s neck, hiding. “Maybe…” he managed.
“Like?” When he stayed silent, Park held him tighter. “Don’t be shy. You weren’t shy about what you wanted this morning.”
Hot breath hit Park’s skin as Gift inhaled sharply, then blew it out like he was trying to force himself to relax. “I want you to spank me…or, like…discipline me,” Gift managed, words muffled against Park’s skin. “Make me behave. Punish me when I don’t.”
Fuck. Park’s cock was now fully on board at the timid request. “Yeah? We can try that. Anything else?”
Part of Park hoped there wasn’t or he wouldn’t survive this conversation.
“I want you to put your hand on my throat, maybe? Like, squeeze just a little. They say it makes you feel floaty. I wanna see if I like it. And—” He cut himself off. “I want you to make me choke on your cock, like hold my hair and fuck my face. I want you to teach me how to take it, take you.”
Yeah, no, Park was definitely going to spontaneously combust hearing those words coming from Gift’s innocent little face. His throat felt as dry as the Sahara as he tried not to picture Gift on his knees, mouth stretched around his cock, tears streaming down his face as Park used him.
He cleared his throat. “I… Yeah, I can definitely do that. Is that it?”
