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Sarawat
Maybe I had a little bit of a sadistic streak in me. Okay, maybe not sadistic but I didn’t know exactly how to word it. I didn’t like bringing Tine pain and I didn’t count spanking to be in the category of bringing him pain because he enjoyed it and would often request it of me. I didn’t get off on hurting him at all, no gratification was gained from it like I’d read about online from the awkward web searches I’d done. I didn’t like forcing him to do things he didn’t want to and that included taking medicine when he was sick, but I did that even if it made me feel bad.
But god did I love teasing him. Did that qualify as a sadistic streak or was I just a pervert? Well, I already knew I was a pervert the other thing I was unsure of. Was there a kink for enjoying teasing someone like that?
There was no doubt in my mind about my enjoyment of teasing Tine as he lay beneath me on our shared bed with his shirt unbuttoned and shoved open, his boxers tossed somewhere forgotten on the floor and his cock fisted firmly in my grasp. Sweat beaded his brow and he clutched at the sheets like the would anchor him in place.
Like I couldn’t make him come undone if I tried.
“Wat, you’re gonna make me late!” His voice was a whine, a mixture of frustration and need. Not frustration that I was going to make him late, he’d fallen onto the bed and kicked his boxers off all too willingly when I had whispered into his ear that I wanted him, but that I hadn’t given him what he wanted yet. I had been between his legs for a few minutes now, only ten so not really that long and I had yet to take his leaking cock into my mouth.
He was hot and heavy in my hand, leaking precum as his legs trembled and all I was doing was stroking his cock in a slow, lazy rhythm. Tine dug the heel of his foot into the bed and lifted his hips into my grasp, his breath hitching when I squeezed at his base. It was mean, I knew it but I couldn’t resist the urge to tease him, to draw soft moans and whimpered pleas from his beautifully shaped lips.
“The coffee shop isn’t too far away, baby. You won’t be that late.” I pushed his hips back down with my free hand before releasing his cock to rest against his stomach with a groan of protest from him. “You can just blame it on me if you want.” I offered with a smirk.
If Tine had had any strength left in his legs he might have tired to kick out at me but all he did was flip me off before reaching for himself. I batted his hand away before he could grab ahold of himself and received a string of insults for my troubles. My baby was becoming needier and more frustrated by the second and I wondered for a brief moment how long I could leave him like this before he’d sulk at me after.
Thoughts for another time.
“Okay, okay. Don’t be mad at me, I’ll take care of you. That’s what you want, right?” An eager nod made me drop a kiss to his abdomen. I popped the cap of the lube open and Tine shivered in anticipation. It no longer took as long to prepare him for me and it went far quicker when he was relaxed, which he always was now. Since the first time he hadn’t been nervous, having told me that since then he knew that I’d always take care of him. Hearing those words from him then had been one of the happiest moments of my life, had meant more to me that he likely realized.
I coated my fingers in a generous amount of lube and worked them gradually inside of him. I took my tine inserting another when I could tell he was ready until three fingers were thrusting inside of him. Tine moaned as he rocked himself onto my fingers in search of the pleasure that the touch to the bundle of nerves brought him.
As I took him into my mouth, I gave him what he sought, striking the bundle of nerves that I had learned quickly how to find. In my discovery of where it was located inside of him also came my discovered of his reactions to having it touched. A moan, loud and deep tore from his throat, his hips jerked up off the bed. The first time I had been in this position he’d pushed himself to the back of my throat.
I was no angel but my poor soul as well as my poor throat hadn’t been prepared.
I’d learned my lesson quickly though and I pulled back quickly now as his hips jerked into my air, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked upon my retreat. My gag reflexes had improved over time but not to the extent that he could do that yet.
Tine’s hands gripped my hair as I drew my mouth and up and his length, bobbing my head quickly along him. The sounds of his whimpers and moans, whines and pleas drove me forward in my desire to please him. I didn’t care about the obscene wet noises that came from my mouth around his cock (in all honesty I enjoyed it) and didn’t care about the way that Tine tugged at my hair to guide my head along him (again, actually enjoyed it).
All I cared about was the way Tine moaned my name, whimpered for me to take him deeper into my mouth, the way his begs for me not to stop left his lips on a whine, and how her rocked between my lips and fingers as if he were unsure which sensation to chase after. The warmth of my mouth surrounding his cock, sucking him each time I drew up or the fingers that stroked the bundle of nerves that brought his breath quicker, pitched his whines higher.
I could tell he was close when he tugged me further down on him, a loud whine coming rom him. Whenever I had him in my mouth that was his tell, the sign that I was about to have the taste of him on my tongue. The first time he’d tried to get me to let him go and had failed miserably. Apologized endlessly when he came in my mouth and turned redder than a lobster when I had told him I enjoyed the taste of him. He’d turned his back on me quickly but I hadn’t complained.
I’d taken him from behind that day, earning the imagine of him rocking back onto me.
The faster I thrust my fingers inside of him, the louder his moans became, the faster I drew him into my mouth, the harder his body shook until all he was, was a moaning, trembling mess before me. The sight was beautiful, one that I would never get tired of. Suddenly the taste of him filled my mouth, hot and bitter and purely Tine. My name was a cry that echoed in the room as I swallowed down the come that spilled into my mouth, rocking my fingers inside of him as I helped him to ride out his orgasm.
I released him and withdrew my fingers from him, placing a soft kiss to his abdomen. His breath came in soft pants as I placed affectionate kisses along his stomach. While I distracted him I picked up a toy from the edge of the bed and slide it inside of him as I tipped his hips upwards. A startled expression passed over his features as he gazed up at me.
We’d talked about toys before, had made use of them in the bedroom as few times in the past and had enjoyed them as well but Tine could see my intent as I gazed down at him with a smirk. It was also something I had mentioned before, and it had caught his interest. I’d taken note of it which, apparently, he hadn’t been aware of.
“Wat!” he cried and squirmed beneath me as I seated the toy, a black butt plug, fully inside of him. It was on the small to medium side since I hadn’t had the change to fill him myself, but it hadn’t been my intent to this morning. This had been my intent. Not to mention that he wouldn’t have left the dorm on time at all if I were to go inside of him.
“Yes?” I asked and made my way back up his body. As much as I wanted to stop and give my attention to his chest, I held myself back. If I started that I would never let him leave and then everything would be pointless.
Tine shoved lightly at my shoulder, his cheeks turning pink once more as I dropped a kiss to each of his cheeks. There was no displeasure in his voice and I knew he wasn’t upset with what I’d just done but there was surprise. I’d caught him off guard which had been the plan. If he didn’t want to, that was fine by me but when I had mentioned the idea before his cheeks had flushed with arousal, his eyes had gone wide with curiosity, and he’d drawn his bottom lip between his teeth.
“What are you doing?” he mumbled and returned my kiss when I dropped my lips to his. It was cute when he pretended that he didn’t know what was going on.
“I thought you could wear that while you went out.” I bit his lower lip before continuing. “It’ll be a secret that no one else will know about. Doesn’t that sound exciting?”