Snapping my hips forward as I held onto the ropes that bound his legs to the headboard, I fell into a punishing rhythm that took my breath away. Bear was whining and whimpering, the sounds pure hedonistic joy of someone getting exactly what he wanted.
Except, he hadn’t been expecting me. I kept fucking him and leaned down again, this time to bite his chest near his nipple.
He howled, startled as all hell, but his cock jerked against his stomach.
“Harder, Sir!”
“You gotta be more specific, boy.” I raked my blunt fingernails across his stomach, making a light crisscross pattern.
He whined, then managed to say, “Everything, all of it!”
“All right….” I ducked my head again and sucked his nipple into my mouth, then bit it and didn’t let go.
The sounds Bear began to make told me he could probably come from being fucked and nipple play alone. Several ideas ran through my head and I hoped we’d get to those in the future.
But the pressure was starting to build in my body, too. Knowing I had limited time, I let go of his nipple, causing him to hiss, and bit the other one. When I let go of that one, I rose again and grabbed his hips.
I didn’t tell him I wasn’t going to touch his cock until I absolutely had to. Instead, I lifted his hips a little more, changing the angle, and started to fuck him with shallow little jabs that were hard as hell and almost always got his prostate.
When I was sure I had the rhythm down, I let go on one side and reached my hand to grab his nipple. I pinched it, hard.
“Fuuuuck….” Bear started to come between us, untouched, completely out of it by the time my hips stuttered, and I came deep inside him.
I caught myself, barely, on my hands and tried to get some oxygen into my body while my brain restarted itself.
As soon as I could, I pulled on the rope ends to release his legs and hands from the headboard. I’d have to untie his legs soon, but first, I gently eased my body weight on top of him.
“Close your eyes, I’m taking the blindfold off.” I pulled it away and saw a blissed out expression on his face. “Good?”
“Who even needs treats?” he mumbled, smiling with his eyes still closed.
It took me a couple of seconds to catch up, but when I did, I laughed hard enough for my cock to slide out of him.
“To be fair, this was our first time. I may have set you up for a failure without really thinking about it too hard,” I had to admit.
He chuckled tiredly, then stayed quiet as I started to untie his legs first, then his arms.
We took a quick shower with a lot of touching together after, and he went to get Tonya before coming back to bed to cuddle against me.
The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t say them. When he leaned up to kiss me goodnight, I could see them in his eyes, but he didn’t say them either.
In the morning, I left for work after exchanging some tender kisses after breakfast. As soon as I stepped inside the shop, Sara took one look at me, went all misty-eyed, and ran to hug me.
I rolled my eyes at them, but I accepted the hug. They didn’t say anything, but they didn’t need to, really. For once, they didn’t push, either. Instead, they told me my morning appointment was running fifteen minutes late, and that Sara would get me coffee from the coffee shop around the corner while doing a run for Zain and Georgia in a bit.
“Copy that.” I went to the little office I had made out of an old closet in the back of the shop, and made sure everything was in order for the next few days.
Zain had requested a few colors to be added to the next order, so I made note of those, and then went to my room.
The morning went pretty normal. I got finished with the first client around eleven thirty, and I made a point of sending Bear a message.
“I know your appointment is at one, so if you haven’t had lunch yet, eat now. If you have, grab a snack before you come in. Keep hydrated as well.”
I’d told him all these things before, but I wanted to remind him of them in case he got too excited. I wasn’t sure which Bear I’d get today; adult or little. Tattooing him while he was little would be an experience for sure.
I had finished his sketches and was pretty sure he’d agree on the right side hip plan. It would look best there, but I was willing to put the stencils on him wherever he wanted—I had a chest, hip, and even a ribs stencils I’d make for him—so he could really see what the design would look like.
“Had lunch, will grab something from the corner store on my way there and eat as I walk.”
