Page 70 of Possession

He let Tomas do basically everything, his limbs like cooked noodles. When he eased Vinnie’s pants and underwear down, finding his come-smeared cock, he made a hungry noise, leaning in to suck him clean.

“Oh god,” Vinnie moaned, flopping back onto the bed. He was so sensitive everywhere he couldn’t tell if it felt good or painful.

Tomas chuckled and licked his lips, then quickly disrobed himself and practically dragged Vinnie up the bed onto the pillows. They ended up on their sides, facing each other with the scent of sex all around them.

“Tell me what you need,” Tomas asked gently. “I don’t want you to drop.”

He hummed and squirmed closer, sighing happily when Tomas took the hint and wrapped his arm around him more securely. “This. Lots of touching. Marshmallows are good too.”

“Marshmallows and touching for aftercare, got it.” Tomas was quiet for a minute, then said softly, “I’m sorry I didn’t ask before. I didn’t… I didn’t realize how intense it would be.”

Vinnie smiled sleepily against the hollow of his throat. “It’s okay. You asked now.”

“Hm. I’ll do better,” he said definitively.

He was too tired to argue but made a mental note to reassure him more when he wasn’t so blissed-out and half-asleep.

“I should have made sure you had a gesture to safe word while you couldn’t ta?—”

“Tomas?”

“Yeah, gatito,” he said gently, fingers flexing against his skin. “Do you need something?”

“It was amazing, but you’re going to ruin it if you keep talking about my Dom like he did something wrong.”

Tomas was quiet. “I don’t want to ruin anything.”

He heard the extra words in there. As mind-blowing as the scene had been, this type of play was still new to him, and he was worried he wouldn’t do it right. Maybe even cause Vinnie harm.

“Me either. We’ll talk in the morning, okay? For now, just hold me tight.”

“Okay, gatito.”

He smiled against his salty skin. “There’s nothing kitten-like about me.”

Tomas snorted, the tension that had been lingering in his body easing away. “An adorable creature with sharp claws? You’re exactly like a kitten. My sweet and sassy kitten.”

He might have had a point, but all Vinnie cared about was that wordmy.

There was no going back for him.

He was Tomas’s.

SUB CLUB INTERLUDE

Kenneth

I need to vent

Cj

Hit us

Kenneth

It’s about David

Ollie

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