“You can’t just…I need to…”
Stop thinking so much.
Licking around his soft cock, I loved the moan he gave me and the way his body leaned into the grip I had on his hips. “You need to let me be in charge here. Just here when it’s the two of us and the magic is wrapped around us.”
Eventually I’d need to let him process and answer all his questions, but eventually could be much later.
“If I want to clean off my mate, you should let me.” Because while he might be conflicted about a lot of things, being a good partner wasn’t one of them.
“That’s…so good…no, I mean submission.” He was still holding on to a few too many rational thoughts, so I wrapped my lips around his soft cock and took all of him into my mouth to clean off his cum. “Oh…that’s…”
Much better.
Had no one ever played with him when he was soft?
I had to admit I didn’t like thinking about his past relationships, but it seemed like I needed to ask a few questions before we took the sexual side of our relationship too much deeper. That didn’t mean I was going to rush his cleaning, though.
I wasn’t going to hurry through anything that made him smell so sweet and submissive.
Even releasing his cock didn’t have the candied bacon scent fading, so I kept kissing and licking around his cock as he relaxed. “This makes me happy. Kissing you and marking you made meveryhappy. I know you want to please me. This isn’t a hard way to do it, is it?”
Asking questions might’ve been a bad idea, but I was glad when he sighed and shook his head. “Because you’re a good mate and you’re going to let me take care of you in this one simple way.”
His nod was jerky and looked like it took effort, but nothing in his behavior said he was mentally arguing with me.
“All you need to do to make me happy is to let me take care of you.” Because I could tell from his scent and instinctual reactions what he thought about my fantasies.
He loved them.
He didn’t seem to understand why he loved them but we could work on accepting his submissive side over time.
“You…what you need isn’t…it isn’t uncommon.” He was still feeling at ease with the situation and how I was taking care of him as at least part of his brain started slowly processing. Even tucking him back into his only slightly damp briefs and bringing him back down to my lap didn’t fuck up his headspace.
He simply curled into me and rested his head on my shoulder again. “Some people just have more…more instincts to take charge. Yes.”
He wasn’t wrong, so I nodded and kissed the side of his head. “And some people have instincts to caretake and to support. This is just a new way for you to think about taking care of me.”
“Mates…it’s magical, right?” There was something in his voice that said he needed the full answer this time, so I didn’t tease him again.
“Yes, Wölfchen. It’s a beautiful magic that shows two souls that they’re supposed to be together. That doesn’t mean I won’t drive you insane sometimes or that we won’t need to work at our relationship.” The ancestors knew I was going to make him batshit nuts sometimes. “But you’ll be able to feel me inside you and you’ll know how I feel about you.”
I wasn’t sure if his human outlook could take hearing the word right now, so I just kissed his neck and thought about how wonderful my mate had turned out to be. When he sighed and melted into me even softer, I knew he was feeling at least some of it.
“We’re going to have dates and talk about goals and boundaries.” That got a soft chuckle out of him which wasn’t surprising. “Okay, so I might not be good at setting them with other people, but I’m going to be incredible at respecting yours…when I have to.”
Mentally he was probably laughing at me, but all he actually let out was a long-suffering sigh. “I’m going to…books talk about safewords. I never thought I was the type of person to need those.”
How?
“I’m a wonderful influence.” I shrugged and took the blame until he could think about submission more. “What can I say?”
“Um, I think reminding me how good I’m going to feel after you make me crazy would be a good start.” He barely shifted his body before letting out a pleased sound that made me smile. “I’ve never felt like this. This is so much better than jerking off and I’m going to eventually be embarrassed about telling you that.”
“I’m going to love watching you blush and squirm, Wölfchen.” That was going to be fun. “But it seems like I’m also going to have to make a rule that you can’t play with yourself. I can’t have my mate having terrible orgasms, so I’ll be in charge of them.”
His muscles went still but his scent was much more active…and a much more accurate way to tell what he was feeling.
After a moment, he let out a breath and came back to life. “That’s common in some books.”
