“Bedroom, please. Lie down on your back,” I ordered gently, and he barely even looked at me before scampering off eagerly to my room.
I chuckled, palming my own erection over my pants as I followed him in.
He was already lying on his back just the way I’d asked when I entered, and I tutted my tongue when I found him stroking his cock as he waited.
“Hands off, Milo. That’s mine,” I growled, and he paused, before reluctantly letting himself go and curling his hands into fists at his sides.
“Such a good listener,” I hummed, moving easily to my bedside table to retrieve a bottle of lube. I had a few more toys in here that I contemplated pulling out.
It was his first time, and I wasn’t sure how kinky I wanted to get.
I knew I wanted to make him come dry for me, but I couldn’t decide if I wanted to use a cock ring to do it, or bring him to orgasm so many times he literally ran out of cum.
Multipleorgasms.
We could revisit the cockring later.
I tossed the bottle of lube on the bed and pulled my t-shirt up over my head before stepping out of my pants.
Milo watched me with heavy-lidded eyes, his hips uselessly humping into the air, causing his hard cock to slide obscenely across his abdomen.
Fuck he was beautiful.
Beautiful and all MINE.
I crawled onto the bed and positioned myself between his legs, staring down at him with what I was sure was a predatory look that I typically tried not to let most people see.
He wasn’t looking at me like he was scared, though; he was looking at me with so much fuckingtrust.
I was determined not to abuse it.
“Before we start, we need to talk about a few things,” I said, letting him hear in my tone how serious this was.
“First, do you want me to use a condom? I know you haven’t had your appointment at the clinic yet, but considering you’re a virgin, I’m not too worried about your test results. On my end, I haven’t been with anyone since you started here, and I was tested last week. I’m also on the mandatory PrEP schedule. I’m negative, but I’m happy to wear one if that makes you more comfortable.”
Milo’s eyebrows rose in surprise, and I beat back the concerned zing that ripped through my chest as I realized his sexual health hadn’t even crossed his mind.
Fuck. Thank God he was a virgin.
The thought of someone taking advantage of his innocence and hurting him made me see fucking red.
“No, we don’t need a condom if you’re negative…” he whispered, his cheeks flushing. “I-I trust you. I want to feel you.”
I pursed my lips but didn’t comment. We could talk about the importance of practicing safe sex later. Hewassafe with me, but it bothered me that he didn’t even ask me to see proof before agreeing to letting me fuck him raw. Even with Neurovance’s mandatory testing and preventative care plans, you could never be too careful.
Not the time.
“Do you know what a safeword is, Milo?” I asked next, and he frowned.
“Y-yes.”
“Do you have one?” He shook his head no, and he bit his lip.
“Do I need one?” His voice was nervous now, and I stroked his leg gently, hoping to soothe him.
“Yes. I’m not going to hurt you, but what I have planned is… going to get intense. I want to push your limits a bit, and you might say no when you really mean yes. A safeword will make it easy for me to know if you really want me to stop.”
Excitement and fascination filled his adorably perfect face, and he quivered.
