Looking up at him, I smirked as I replaced his hand with mine, kneading his pec. “Okay.” I stuck my tongue out, flattening it against his nipple, encouraging the sweet milk out.
“Fuck, the way you’re so eager. So good for me.” He sighed, pressing against the back of my head.
It didn’t take much to coax the milk out, gulping it down as it came. Elias was moaning softly, mostly from the relief of our first session of the day. I knew he must’ve felt so full, and I wanted to be a very good boy for him.
No, I wouldn’t let myself think about that too hard.
Once one side was drained, I popped off his nipple and eagerly lapped up some of the milk that had started to leak from his other one. I flattened my tongue, preparing to wrap my lips around it, when Elias tugged on my hair, forcing my head back.
He looked down at me. “Be gentler. Take your time. If you’re good, you might get something special later.”
I tried to nod, but his grip was too tight on my hair. “Yes, okay.”
He released me, letting me suck his nipple into my mouth—gentler this time. I did just as he said, taking my time to drain him dry, getting lost in the rhythmic movements. Suck, suck, pull, pull. I closed my eyes, getting fuller by the second.
I drank until he tugged me away, cupping the side of my face. “You did a very good job, Link. You’re a very good boy.” I preened at the praise, raising myself up just as he leaned down to capture my lips in a soft, sweet kiss. “I’ll have to get up and shower either way, but do you have any ideas about where you wanna go yet?”
No, but I was wondering if he’d let me shower with him.
Chapter 9
IS THIS A DATE?
Elias
I left Link lying in his bed to go shower. He’d looked so adorable this morning. His big brown eyes were wide and earnest as he drained me dry. He was a good boy, though, and good boys deserved good things, so after standing naked in the middle of the bathroom for a few seconds, I’d gone back to his room.
It hadn’t taken much to convince him. In fact, I’d never seen him move so fast in my life.
In the shower, I cleaned him, letting myself explore his body in a way I hadn’t before. He was gorgeous. Tall and broad, with defined muscles and tanned skin. Of course, he’d always been attractive, but there was somethingmoreabout it now. I could have explained it away as just the situation with the milk, but… that would have felt gross to reduce him tonothing but that. To reduce myattractionto nothing but that.
His piercing was fascinating to me, so I’d played with it. It was fun to watch his face. Fun to see how tugging on it in certain ways made his breath catch. How giving the head of his cock a twist with my hand had made his eyes roll back.
He’d whined and begged to come, but I didn’t let him. Mostly because I had plans for him later. I was sure he could come now and then again later, but keeping him on edge all day had seemed like a more fun option.
“I was thinking we could go to the arcade?” I said, glancing at Link in the passenger seat.
He was almost pouting, which was cute, but I still wasn’t going to budge. “Fine.”
I turned back to the road, barely able to fight my grin. “It’ll be fun.”
“Sure.”
What a brat my good boy was turning out to be.
I drove across town, turning into the parking lot of the arcade. It didn’t seem busy, which I was thankful for. When I parked, Link got out quickly. I almost expected him to leave me there, but he didn’t. He got to the front of the car and waited, looking back at me.
Something about it made me happy. I wasn’t sure how he felt about PDA, or if he even wanted there to be casual touches between us. Did he want this to be more? Did I? Yes. I definitely did.
Clearing my throat, I stepped up beside him,reaching down to twine my fingers through his. He froze, and I nearly pulled my hand away. He must have felt it because he tightened his grip, then tugged me forward.
We walked into the building hand in hand, making our way to the front desk. After purchasing a game pass, we looked out over the sea of games.
“Where do you want to start?” I asked, glancing at Link.
He nodded toward the Skee-Ball machines. “There.”
“Let’s go, then.”
