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I push him back in order to pull my pants down in the front. I wrap my hand around my cock, stroking myself right in front of Thane. I can almost see the way his mouth is filling with saliva. I don’t think it’s possible for this man to be any more perfect and no, I’m not just thinking that because I’m about to come.

With my other hand, I carefully pull the jewelry free from his tusks, setting them aside. Then I run my thumb over his bottom lip again.

“Don’t push yourself,” I tell him softly. “Don’t try to take the whole thing in your mouth. Put your hand around the base and the furthest I want you going is your mouth to your hand, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Fuck,” I say with a groan, my cock jolting at the honorific. I take his hand, guiding it to my cock so it can replace my own. Then I sit back and watch.

Thane brings my dick to his mouth, kissing the tip. Then he sticks out his tongue, licking at my slit, tasting my precum. The warm wetness feels good against me and I make a noise of pleasure, wanting him to know it feels good.

Then he opens his mouth, taking me inside. He’s very careful with his teeth. His mouth is wet and scorching hot. He feels so fucking good that it makes my toes curl.

“That’s it,” I praise him, running my fingers through his hair but careful not to mess it up from its bun. “Your mouth feels so good around me, Thane. Keep going. Pull back and then dip back down again. Yeah. Fuck. Just like that.”

Thane’s golden eyes snap up to mine. We stare at each other as he sucks my dick, careful to only let his mouth hit his hand before rising back up. He follows my order so well, only doing as I’ve asked of him.

“You’re doing so well, so good for me.”

His eyes widen and I can see the moment it all slips away. All the worries, all the tension. Thane is perfect as he relaxes in his stance, the only thing on his mind is doing as I’ve asked of him. He loses himself in the pleasure, he loses himself in submission. All of it for me.

My cock twitches in his mouth, my stomach a whirlwind of emotion and pleasure. He feels so good but even more pleasurable is the way he folds for me, allowing me to take control, allowing me to take care of him. I’m overwhelmed by how fucking perfect this moment is.

“Thane,” I murmur, caressing his cheek. “You’re gonna make me come. Do you wanna try swallowing it? It’s okay if you don’t.”

He pulls away, his lips shiny from spit, red from sucking me off. “Tell me what to do.”

“Okay,” I breathe out, emotion slamming into my gut like a punch. “Okay. Open your mouth for me.”

Thane places his hands on my thighs and opens his mouth. I wrap my hand around myself, using his spit to make my movements smooth. I stroke myself quickly, my other hand going to his mouth, pressing my thumb against his tongue. I hold his mouth open like that, his eyes never leaving my cock.

“Fuck. Keep open for me. I’m gonna come on your tongue.”

Thane makes a broken noise, his mouth opening even wider. I stroke myself until pleasure races down my spine, my tongues curling against the carpet. My hips rise up and I grab Thane by the back of the head, pushing him forward until his tongue touches the tip of my cock, his hot breath fanning over my member.

I moan as I come, splashing cum across Thane’s tongue. He closes his mouth around the tip of my cock, catching each and every drop of my cum, swallowing it down. He closes his eyes, savoring it, savoring this moment with me.

Finally, I slump against the couch, my entire body loose and relaxed. I pull Thane away from my cock, petting his cheek, guiding him to lean against my thigh as I catch my breath.

“Thane,” I say softly, barely audible. “That was incredible. You are incredible. So fucking good for me.”

“Wanna be good for you,” he murmurs without lifting his head, sounding drunk off the moment.

“You are. By the gods, you’re everything.”

Thane pushes his hips against my shin and I can feel his heavy erection. He must be aching to come. He’s been so perfect, I want to reward him. I want to give him everything.

“Stand up, sweetheart,” I say, tapping his shoulder. Thane stands up on shaky legs. I quickly put my cock away, tucking it back into my pants.

Reaching forward, I wrap my fingers around Thane’s hips, tugging him forward so I can push my face against the front of his slacks. He makes a broken noise above me, like he’s unsure of what to do.

“I’ve got you. You don’t have to think about anything right now, Thane. I’m in charge. I’ll take care of you, okay?”

Thane lets out a shaky breath. “Okay. Thank you.”

“I’m gonna get you off with my mouth. You don’t have to hold yourself back. I want to make you feel as good as you just made me. I want you to come in my mouth. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” he says, his voice breaking. He licks his lips and clears his throat. “Yes, Sir.”