They had been together only a few hours ago, but Goldie was aching as if he hadn’t been touched in years. His entire being wasburningwith the need to reconnect with Day, and he was ready to do anything to feel him inside of his body once more. This sense of completion was what he’d been missing for his entire life and now that he’d had it, he couldn’t get enough of it.
“I am your husband in flesh now.” Day cradled the sides of Goldie’s cheeks, smiling at him adoringly. “I will be the head of our home. You will submit to me as your husband, and I will love you, I will care for you, and I will sanctify you with my body. I will lay myself within you every night, as long as you submit to me.”
“Yes.” Goldie nodded. “I will submit. I want to be… I want to be a good husband too.”
“You are perfect, my angel.” Day kissed him softly. “We are going to give the money away. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes. I do.” Goldie was surprised how easily his urge to argue was stamped out. “We are going to give the money away.”
“That is my will, and I am not afraid. You should not be afraid either.” Day smiled. “I will protect us.”
“I know you will.” Goldie closed his eyes. “I know.”
“My beautiful angel.”
“Yours.”
“You didn’t finish eating yet.” Day ran his hands down Goldie’s chest. “Are you not hungry?”
“I didn’t want to eat anymore.” Goldie gasped as Day’s thumbs found his nipples and rubbed them.
“Why?”
“I… I thought about Mr. Lass. The truck. Then I wasn’t hungry.”
Day rolled Goldie’s nipples between his thumb and index finger. “That bothered you? Seeing that?”
“Yes.” Goldie moaned, the touches to his nipples absolutely electric now. His cock was hard, and he kneaded the couch like a cat to work himself through the urge to rut forward.
“I’m sorry.” Day squeezed harder. “I will protect you better, I promise.” He relaxed his hold and rubbed instead, soothing the lingering sting from Goldie’s nipples. “I should have known it would be upsetting.”
“It’s all right.” Goldie sighed contentedly. “Really, sir. It’s okay.”
“Whoever knows the right thing to do and fails to do it, for him it is a sin,” Day said firmly. “I will sin against you no longer, my angel. I will be better.” He patted Goldie’s chest. “Do you want to finish eating now?”
“No, sir.”
“Surely your appetite for meat hasn’t been completely satisfied?”
Goldie opened his eyes, and he watched Day lean back, showing off his own erection tenting the front of his borrowed T-shirt. “Oh. No. I could definitely take some more.”
“Come.” Day pulled the shirt up to present his cock. “I offer you then this feast.”
Goldie slid his hands over Day’s thighs as he bowed his head, lapping at the head of his dick with a lusty groan. Yes, this was good. This was what he wanted. He sucked the first few inches into his mouth, pausing to sweep his hair out of his face.
Day was quick to assist, dragging his fingers through Goldie’s hair and holding it out of the way. His grip also served as a handle of sorts, and he used it to push Goldie down, urging him to take on more.
Goldie obliged, opening up his throat to take Day there as deeply as he could. He let Day guide the pace, slow and deep, bringing him almost all the way off his dick before pushing him down to his balls. He moved his hands up to Day’s hips, hugging him close as he sucked him, and he moaned when Day pulled on his hair.
“Yes, my angel,” Day murmured. “Yes, just like that. Just like that, my beautiful, beautiful angel.”
Goldie was getting hot, his cheeks flushing, and he loved it when Day fucked his mouth. Day’s tight hold on his hair made sure Goldie didn’t move, and Day forced his cock up into Goldie’s throat without mercy. His eyes were watering, and there was nothing he could do except take it, his broken moans interrupted by the ruthless slams of Day’s dick.
Day got both of his hands in Goldie’s hair, and he pulled Goldie closer. “Yes, my angel. Mmm, yes.” He was arching his hips further off the couch, driving himself into Goldie’s mouth harder and faster. He grunted from the effort, and his nails dug into Goldie’s scalp.
Goldie grunted and swallowed back the spit pooling in his mouth as best as he could. He loved listening to Day’s cries of pleasure knowing he was the cause of them. He was being good and making Day happy, and that was enormously pleasing.
His only concern was to keep this up and continue making Day feel good. He wanted him to be happy, he wanted him to fucking come, he wanted to hear him moan and know he was the one who brought this beautiful creature such bliss.
