He groaned, rocking his hips against me. My cock tried its best to rise to the occasion, but ultimately failed to get there.
Fingers weaved between mine over his stomach and he brought my hand up to his mouth to kiss over my knuckles.
“You can too, touch me in my sleep. Just don’t mark anywhere I can’t cover with work clothes.”
I hummed in approval and kissed his neck, his ears. I kissed anywhere my lips could reach until he was asleep. I followed him shortly after.
When my eyes opened next, it still wasn’t daylight outside, but my dick was finally hard again. I rolled my hips slowly into his body, limp with sleep.
Once my thrusts increased, he stirred awake, moaning and pushing back onto me for more. I stroked his hard dick as I continued until he tightened around me and wet warmth filled my hand. I came inside him and he moaned, then his head slumped as he fell asleep again.
The next time I woke up, it was to Harper riding me. I was on my back, his hands on my chest as he bounced on my cock.
The morning light streaming through the curtain made him seem like he was glowing.
“My prince.” I smiled.
I tried to reach for him, but my hands were stopped short as something rattled by my head. So, he’d found the bag of things I’d bought for us and left by the dresser.
I tried to move my feet and noticed he’d restrained those as well.
“You’ve been busy,” I groaned.
He smirked and rode me faster.
Once we both came again, he released me, seeming far more energetic than was fair. I knew for certain I’d never come so much in one night before, and my body was heavy and tired, even though it was extremely satisfied. He didn’t seem to be having the same issue.
“I need to shower,” he said, stealing my lips in a quick kiss.
I pouted.
“What?”
“I like you full of my cum.”
His blush darkened, but he rolled his eyes. “You put a lot in there.”
I nodded. “I worked very hard on that.”
He huffed, then shuffled off me again to reach for the bag he’d left by the bed. He dug through it until he found the silver butt plug with the pale pink crystal-heart base, then handed it to me and turned around so I could put it in for him.
I might have taken longer to do so than I needed to.
Then I carried him to the shower and washed us both.
“Absolutely not,” I told him as he reached for his suit pants back in my room.
“What?”
“You aren’t wearin’ those.”
I marched over to my dresser and pulled one of my gym hoodies out, bringing it to him and pulling it over his head. It fit him like a dress, and the sleeves were way too long. My cock made sure to let me know we wereveryinto seeing Harper in our clothes.
He looked down at himself, and I hoped he wouldn’t refuse to wear it and put those stiff clothes back on that covered all his pretty skin and couldn’t have been at all comfortable.
He rolled his eyes, but I noticed his blush had deepened.
Then it was breakfast time, and I very much enjoyed the way Harper squirmed in his seat from the plug.
