Page 56 of The Best Bad Decision

The cock ring or my own pleasure seemed to be the only thing holding him down to reality, so when both of those were removed from the equation, he just flew. His muscles went from frantically rigid to utterly boneless in a flash and then he was gone.

Smiling and looking more peaceful than I’d seen in days, I knew we would come back to the restraint and using him this way very soon. Something about the whole scene just did it for him even if I wasn’t sure he would understand why once he surfaced.

Atlee was just starting his journey into understanding himself, so I was curious to see what would happen when he finally came back to me. I wasn’t worried, though, so I stretched out on top of him, loving how dirty my boy had made us as I snuggled closer.

Yep.

His first reaction when his brain started to work again was to automatically wrap his arms around me and nuzzle against my head. “Do you need kisses?”

Adorable.

“Yes, baby.” Tilting my head, I wiggled higher on his body and gave him my neck since I was fairly certain that’d actually been what he’d wanted. I wasn’t going to complain about getting kisses, though, so I relaxed and soaked up his touch as his lips barely caressed up toward my ear.

It took longer than I’d expected for the second level of consciousness to hit him and he spent several minutes kissing my ear and nibbling on it before I could feel the change in his body. He tried to play it off but he was just too cute and I had to laugh. “You finally back with me, baby?”

Lifting my head just enough to settle on his chest, I smiled as I stole a kiss before I let the warmth of his body help me relax again. “You were amazing. I’m really proud of you for a variety of reasons, but how are you feeling?”

He blinked, like he hadn’t expected to hear praise first. After a second, he licked his lips. “I don’t know. It’s all…very logical at the moment.”

If he was expecting me to put him down for that he’d be surprised because I nodded. “That makes sense.”

And more blinking.

“It does?”

Since he seemed stuck on it, I nodded and stayed sprawled out on him. “Yes, you’ve had a lot of new sensations and activities to process. Starting with logic like cataloguing how your body is feeling is very reasonable.”

Atlee wasn’t great at figuring out how he was feeling emotionally when it came to sex, so starting there would just be frustrating for him. I knew I was right when he let out a breath and I could feel his body relaxing under me. “I don’t ache unreasonably anywhere and I like having you on top of me.”

That was a great start, so I gave him another kiss. “I’m glad. I like being on top of you and I thoroughly enjoyed spanking you.”

A light blush made me think he’d liked it too, but I knew what to expect when he finally swallowed hard again. “I know spanking is supposed to hurt but that doesn’t seem like the right word for it.”

Nodding, I reached up and ran my hand over his head. “We don’t always have good words in English to describe BDSM-related reactions. I’m thinking we need to make up some new ones or adopt words someone else already has. The Germans are great about that kind of stuff, so maybe we’ll borrow some from them?”

Atlee blinked. “I’m not sure that would work…the accent is hard for some English speakers and the words never sound quite right.”

“Good point.” We’d have to come back to it later, though. “I’ll do some research on options when I’m avoiding other work.”

That got a chuckle out of him and the hands that had gone still started stroking my back. “You don’t seem like the avoid what you’re supposed to be doing type.”

I pretended to frown at him. “Are you saying I’m too boring to procrastinate effectively?”

Barely holding back more laughter, he nodded and aimed to look very serious. “Sadly, yes. I’m sorry to have to tell you that, but you’re very serious and boring and just a bit too straitlaced for something like that.”

Yep, that was me…boring and straitlaced.

“I’ll have you know I’m very spontaneous and outrageous.” Giving him a grumbly frown that had his smile peeking out again, I inched lower on his body and kissed his chest. “I’m very spontaneous, baby.”

Licking around his nipples, I rocked along his body and rubbed the cold cum between us. “Plugs and kisses and spankings kind of spontaneous…and don’t you forget it.”

He moaned as I settled between his legs, a mix of frustration and desire as he remembered the plug. “You…that…”

There weren’t enough words for me to pick out a question to answer, so I mostly ignored him as I kissed lower toward my goal. An agreeing hum had him sighing dramatically but I couldn’t feel stress in him. “I own you…that’s right.”

Putting that at the front of his mind seemed like the best plan to keep him from overthinking, and it looked like I was right as his grumbling drifted into low whines and moans. I was curious to see how he’d react as I kept kissing lower, and I smiled as I pushed his legs up to open him for me and he sucked in a breath.

Was it a surprise?