Day must have been getting close before he suddenly pulled Goldie off.
“What’s wrong?” Goldie licked his lips, wiping off his mouth with the back of his hand. “Too much teeth? I can do better, baby. I promise.”
“You were glorious.” Day smiled breathlessly. “But I am not nearly done with you, angel. I want you to trust me. I want you to listen to me and follow me forever.”
“I do. I… I am!” Goldie didn’t understand. “I do trust you.”
“You didn’t trust my decision about the money,” Day reminded him.
“I’m sorry.” Goldie tried to lean back in to lick at Day’s cock. “Please. I’m so sorry.”
Day pulled at Goldie’s hair to keep him where he was. “It’s all right, my angel. We’re going to learn.” He kissed Goldie’s brow. “Together.”
Goldie’s heart fluttered, and he smiled at the kiss. “Just tell me what you want me to do, sir. I’m yours.”
“First, I want you to finish your meat.” Day smirked. “You worked so hard on our dinner, and it would be a shame not to eat it all. Here.” He released Goldie’s hair so he could grab his plate. There were only a few bites of steak left, and Day used the fork to offer one to Goldie’s lips. “Eat, my angel.”
Goldie obediently opened his mouth and took the bite, letting himself enjoy the rich flavor. He was certain it tasted better being fed to him by such a beautiful young man. When he was done chewing, he opened his mouth again for the next piece.
“When you’re done, you’re going to bed.” Day smiled. “I’m going to clean up because you did such a wonderful job with dinner. While you wait, you may open yourself up for me. But do not come. You will not come until I am with you.” He held out the last bite of steak. “Do you understand?”
“Yes. I do.” Goldie ate it with a loud groan.
“Good boy.” Day caressed Goldie’s cheek. “Go now, angel. Make yourself ready for my seed.”
Goldie felt like he was floating as he walked to the bedroom. He was warm and buzzed, and the lingering taste of steak on his tongue was nice too. He didn’t even feel any pain as he undressed and got into bed, stretching out and running his hands over his body with a happy grunt.
Day’s commands hit that hidden switch and Goldie was suddenly transported into a new reality. He didn’t even feel like himself here, no—he was someone else, someone joyful and new, a man who was happy and excited and was looking forward to the future because he knew it was going to be amazing.
He knew so because that future included Day.
Wonderful, beautiful, sweet Day.
Goldie touched his nipples, teasing them and feeling the echo of Day’s fingers there. He squeezed them, sighing pleasurably and letting the heat inside of his loins build. He could hear dishes clattering off in the kitchen, and he tried to focus on himself. He had to get ready now.
That’s what Day wanted him to do.
The lube was where Day had left it on the bedside table earlier, and Goldie grabbed it. He slicked up one of his fingers and then reached between his legs.
Well, he tried to.
The act of arching forward lit up something in his neck, and it cut through the relaxed fog like a chainsaw. He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and rolled onto his side, trying to reach his hole from behind. That was better in the sense that it didn’t hurt, but he wasn’t sure how deep he’d be able to push in from this angle.
He spread the lube around his hole, tracing the puckered flesh with slow, steady circles. He was still tender, deliciously warm, and the tip of his finger slid right in. He thrusted a little harder, trying to get the lube spread around and open himself up. He didn’t think Day would take that long to clean up the kitchen, and he wanted to be prepared for him.
Goldie stopped to get more lube, and he made a mess of his hand in his haste. He wiped as much of it as he could between his ass cheeks before sticking his finger back in to continue stretching himself out. He couldn’t quite press deep enough to hit his knuckle as trying to tugged at something in his upper back, but he added a second finger and kept going.
Oh, it feltnice.
The stretch was a welcome ache, and he fucked his hole slowly with short, hard thrusts. Now that he’d found a comfortable position, he was able to slip back fully into the submissive cloud, and he couldn’t wait for Day to join him. He fingered his hole faster, listening to the slick smacking sounds as he fought to push deeper, and he made himself moan.
He stretched out on the leg he was lying on and bent the other, bringing his knee to his chest. He turned his hips so he could grind his hard dick into the bed, and he could almost push his fingers in all the way. He wanted to make sure he was open for Day’s cock, and he wasn’t sure if he’d done enough. He didn’t feel much resistance now, and God, it would have been so easy to finish himself just like this.
The anticipation was growing thick, and it made even the slightest movement intense. He caught the head of his dick on a wrinkle in the blanket beneath him, and he grinded there until he was worried he might come. The friction was unbelievably powerful, and knowing that he wasn’t supposed to come yet only made him want it more.
He stilled his hips and his fingers, taking a few moments to pant into the pillows.
Sweat was already beaded across his brow, and his cheeks were burning. His pulse was throbbing in his balls and radiating outward until his entire body was thumping in time with the frantic beat of his heart.
