Hmm?
Probably not the right time to ask.
What did seem like a good idea was helping Master have an orgasm, so I whined and pushed my ass up, clenching my cheeks.
Bingo.
He moaned.
“Fuck.”
Cursing was good too…especially since Master didn’t do it very often.
Rocking my hips back and forth, I worked his cock between my legs and against the panties he’d dressed me in before we’d gone to bed. Pink panties dotted with little hearts and a matching cute tank top had been in the box too, and Master had loved how I’d looked.
It seemed like he still did based on how hard his erection was and the way he was wrapped around me.
“Fuck. That’s. You’re so sexy.” Nuzzling against my shoulder, he nibbled over the tiny string as pleasure seemed to roll through him. “I’m going to make you feel so good later, prettyboy. Your spanking. Taking your virginity. You’re going to come so hard for me and you’ll never forget who you belong to.”
Neither would he.
Having all my firsts would make sure he knew he was special to me.
“I belong to you completely, Master.” He was basically going to be my first everything, so we were going to do it after he knew that I was coming back and that he owned me. There was going to be no question in his mind. “It’s going to hurt so good.”
I knew it and I knew it was going to be worth it, but waiting for what I wanted was hard.
Luckily for me, he was better at making me wait and the whole being patient thing wasn’t up to me.
Being a sub was amazing.
All I had to do was tell him what I wanted and he’d make sure I got it even if I was a pain in the butt to myself and wanted to ruin it.
“I’m going to keep you hard all day, pretty boy, and when you’re finally crazy and begging to be claimed, I’m going to give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of.” The growled-out threat sent a shiver through me, and something about it made him chuckle. “My needy boy.”
“Yours… Yes…” He’d see that…maybe he’d see that now so I could get to come? “Yours…”
I’d never thought I could come just from something like this but the way he was bumping my balls was almost as good as playing tug.
No.
I had to wait.
When I came back, he would know how important he was to me and that I belonged to him. But he believed it enough now that his cock jerked between my legs and he moaned as he came, coating my thighs and panties with his cum.
“My sexy boy.” Kissing my neck, his touch softened as his fucking slowed until he was covering me with his body. “You’re now my dirty boy.”
Laughing, I nodded. “Good morning, Master.”
The happy sound he made sent pleasure rushing through me, but the way he sighed and snuggled against me was perfect. “Good morning, pretty boy.”
Masters made the best weighted blankets.
“You just took my sleepover virginity and my sleeping with a partner virginity. I’m going to claim both.” It was the most efficient way to do it. “I think we’re supposed to cuddle first and then you’ll feed me and take care of me.”
If more people had relationships like this, there would be a lot less confusion in dating.
“That’s right.” Master didn’t seem to be in a hurry to move, so I just enjoyed being held down and the feeling of his cock tucked between my legs. “I’m going to snuggle with my naughty slut and then I’m going to get you cleaned up and dressed again.”
