“Come inside me? Please?” he begged, then swallowed so hard I could hear theclickof his throat. He always looked at me like maybe this time I would say no. I had no idea how often I would have to do this to chase away whatever fear was left inside him, but I softly kissed his mouth.
“Get in the middle of the bed.”
He nodded and crawled onto the bed, and I grinned, reaching for my pants. I’d gotten something fun for tonight, and I popped the top on the green apple lube I’d bought earlier today. He stared at me with a frown, obviously not knowing what I was up to as I settled between his spread thighs. I dribbled the lube on his dick until it glowed.
“You’re my birthday dessert, not some cupcake.” I smirked at him.
“What do you...? Oh,” he said, falling back flat onto the pillows as I bent and sucked on his cockhead. Micah always tasted good, but I loved the candy flavor, and I spent a long time digging my tongue into his slit while chasing down drops of the lube. He was convulsing on the bed like I was stabbing him by the time I stopped, and I could tell with the way his dick twitched and his balls were tight to his body that if I breathed on him wrong this would all be over. He looked at my face as if I were an angel—or maybe a demon—and I loved the power that pulsed through me. If I asked him to stop breathing right now, he might try to do it.
“Spread your legs for me. I want to fuck the hole that belongs to me.”
Moaning, he nodded, and something shifted between us. An intensity settled over everything. Maybe I’d been teasing too long tonight, but I felt like electricity sparked underneath my skin and my dick seemed larger than usual—or maybe I was just more aware of it. The sensations were strange but wonderful, and my hand shook as I lubed myself up. I leaned forward and kissed him.
“You’re the sweetest thing in this room, Hanii.” The line might’ve felt cheesy some other time, but I meant it right now.
He barely breathed.
“I’m going in raw. Are you okay with it?” I’d gotten into the habit of asking. There was something about the way he groaned and nodded his head, letting me know he would be crushed if I decidednotto put my load in him, that made me need to ask every single time we did this.
I wanted to try something different, so I added some extra lube to my dick, hissing at the cool sensation, and then I lined up and tried to push inside him. It didn’t work because he was so fucking tight. Micah nodded at me, encouraging, but I didn’t want to hurt him, even if the tempting sensation of splitting him open for my pleasure was right there, waiting for me to take it.
“Relax for me, Hanii.”
I teased against him, and just the struggle to get into his body blew my mind. I rocked in place, massaging his hole with my cockhead.
His brow furrowed.
“Let me in, Micah.” I grabbed his red reading glasses, which had slipped down his nose, and tossed them on the nightstand. Half the time he forgot to take them off. He bit his lip.
When I nudged against his hole again, I got the tiniest bit of traction, and as soon as I had some headway, I popped into the heat and squeeze of his body. We both gasped, and I sank into perfect bliss. The shiny wood of my new bracelet caught in the low light and distracted me for a moment, and I smiled at the reminder that he not only wanted to let me into his bedroom, but his entire life.
He grasped my shoulders and arched against me, and I pushed deep, stopping him from moving.
He whined. “Go. Now,” he said, undulating underneath me.
“How do you get what you want, Hanii?” I nipped at the tip of his nose.
He stared at me, and I almost started to move because I wasn’t sure I could stand the wait anymore, but then he grinned. “Please! Please, Yukio. I need you.”
Kissing him, I carefully began to buck my hips, making sure to go as slow as I could stand to do it. I slid my hands along his long legs where they were wrapped around my middle and snagged them, putting his thighs over my shoulders so I could bend him in half. It didn’t take long for me to start racing toward the finish line. He panted against my mouth, whispering a string of unintelligible things, but every now and then I would hear “please” loud and clear, and I wanted to be responsible for sending him over the edge.
Bending him farther, I nipped his earlobe. “Come for me, Hanii.”
Micah shivered and wailed, and I loved how I was able to make his body my own. Splashes of his cum painted my abs. I let go of my control and pounded into him while staring into his eyes.
“I love you.” Me jolting him around made his words harsh, but they were perfect.
I emptied my balls into him, pleasure tearing through my body and graying out my vision for a bit. When I came back to the world, I was kissing him in between panting.
“I love you, Hanii.” I ate that sweet name from his lips as soon as I said it.
For a while we were quiet, our mouths meeting more often as our breathing evened out. He pulled back and smiled. “What do you want to do for your birthday?”
I shrugged. “This all day. What do you want on your birthday?”
He grinned, and I loved how he glanced away before he focused on me again, as if he was too shy to look at me but forced himself to do it anyway. “The same thing.”
Groaning, I kissed him, and I never, ever wanted to stop.
