It was sexy.
So I nibbled at his neck and pressed myself tighter against his back. “Were you kissing me or was I jerking off for you?”
Both.
Definitely both judging by the moan he let out and the way his knees went wobbly.
“Yes. That.” Still shaking, Teddy leaned back into me and rubbed his ass against my dick. “I was right too. You’re big.”
I wanted to laugh because he was basically the same size as me, but I nuzzled and kissed him instead. “I bet you dreamed about climbing on the bed and crawling up between my legs.”
When he was confident enough to instigate playtime of any sort, he was always on top and my Chipmunk loved taking care of me in a variety of ways. He didn’t seem to connect that behavior to wanting to top, though.
“I…I was rocking on you like I did in the tub…and…and riding you.” He needed to learn to lie better if he wanted that answer to feel complete.
“You’d be sexy like that.” He would. “You’d also be sexy sinking into me and taking care of me that way.”
Oh, that squeak was adorable.
“I…I like taking care of you.” He didn’t seem to know what to say, but the way he was grinding himself against me said he wasn’t ready to call a halt to the conversation yet. “You like it when I take care of you.”
And it made Chipmunk happy too.
No matter what way he helped me along, he’d giggle and would get so excited it was impossible not to love it.
“I do.” Stroking his chest, I held him tight with one hand and let the other wander over the front of his body. “I love it when you use your body to make me come and when you kiss me all over. I’m going to love it when you sink deep into me.”
It was time to address that topic head-on since talking around it hadn’t worked at all.
I wasn’t sure if he’d let me, though, but the way he sucked in a breath wasn’t a safeword. “You…you’d like that.”
Since we were both on the same page with that, I stroked down to his erection and ran my hand along the length of it. “You’d be a very good boy as I used your cock, wouldn’t you?”
Did he realize he wouldn’t have to be in control doing it that way?
He went still as I thought he was thinking about what I’d said, but that still wasn’t a safeword, so I kept playing with him and kissing him. “You’d take good care of me but you’d listen to what your Daddy said, wouldn’t you?”
As he let out a deep breath, he nodded and it seemed like he’d finally started to relax into the idea. “I like taking care of you.”
Nodding, I hoped we’d get further than just repeating the same thing over and over. “I’m glad.”
Was there going to be more?
Maybe.
Just as I started to switch back to the fantasy discussion about what he’d jerked off to before, he shifted and it felt like he was ready to do something.
Anything that would give him a clue about what he was thinking would be great.
“That doesn’t mean I’m in control, though.” Taking another breath to steady himself, he nodded slowly and leaned his head back to rest it against mine. “Top and bottom don’t mean Dom and sub.”
“That’s right.” Licking around his ear, I smiled as he shivered and let out a needy whine. “If…let’s call itgoing firstis something you really want and fantasized about, that’s good too. There’s no right or wrong with us.”
Or with what we’d do in my bed.
But I wasn’t sure if he was ready to talk about that, much less do it unless we could actually talk about it.
Chipmunk knew that, though.
