Page 34 of Under Your Care

“I think I did something really bad, Grey,” he mumbled.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. Just continue with telling me what you can remember, alright?” I slid my hand up his chest and over his shoulder, landing on his nape. As I gently squeezed, he melted into me. He always gave in so prettily for me.

“So, I was in the bathroom with Chloe. I still felt sick even after throwing up. I missed you so much, and I kept telling myself that it was a stupid mistake to have run away. I decided that I’d go back to sleep for a couple hours and then find a way to call you. But then there was knocking at the door, and I thought that maybe it was you… I only opened the door a crack. It wasn’t you, it was the guy that checked me in. He was saying that he needed me to pay, even though I already did. I tried to close the door but he barged in. He um… he wanted me to sleep with him. I didn’t want to! I felt so sick when he touched me,” Lane faltered, pushing himself even further into me. “He wasn’t gonna leave and I was scared so I acted like I was into it and– and I found a knife and I think I stabbed him… I can’t remember anything after walking to the bed.”

I could hear he was beginning to cry, so I turned him so that he was straddling me in my lap. After giving him a kiss on his forehead, he buried his face into my neck, wrapping his arms and legs around my torso.

“Shhh,” I hushed him, rubbing his back. “You were just defending yourself, my love.” I felt as Lane’s body tensed in my arms.

“Your love?” He shakily whispered, pushing back a little so that he could see my face. “You really love me?”

“Of course I do. You could destroy the entire world and I would stilllove you. You could murder my brothers and I would still love you. You can run away over and over again, but I will keep finding you. You are my heart. I knew from the second I saw you that I wouldn’t be able to continue life without you in it. Baby, I will follow you to the edge of every abyss just to be able to pull you back into my arms. I have never once felt affection for someone, let alone love. You, my little fawn, were made just for me.”

Lane hiccuped through his tears. “I love you so much, Grey. I’m so sorry I left. I felt so alone without you,” he sobbed. “I love you, I love you, I love you. I don’t understand how you’re so patient with me. I wanna be with you forever, Daddy.” He clung to my shirt, little fists bunching the soft fabric.

“I know, darling.”

I used my thumb to wipe away his tears. I sucked the tear-stained digit into my mouth, unable to deny myself the taste. His eyes tracked the movement, his pink tongue darting out to lick his lips. He glanced up into my eyes, before rocking forward on my lap to plaster his mouth against mine. I grinned into the kiss, tangling a hand in his beautiful hair. As I pulled him off of my lips, I found that his pupils had blown wide, his eyes rimmed in red.

“Please,” he quietly begged, trying to fight against my grip in his hair.

“Is my baby boy needy?” I purred. Lane nodded the best he could given my hold on him. “Poor thing. What would you do without me?” Lane whined, grinding his ass against my hardening cock.

“I need you, Daddy,” he panted.

“Oh, baby. Does your sweet hole feel empty?”

“Mhm,” he groaned, continuing to rock himself on my lap.

“Okay, lift up and take off your pants. Once they’re off, we’ll fix your little problem.” Lane whimpered before shimmying out of the silk pajama pants I’d dressed him in. “Good boy. Now turn - ass up, eyes closed.”

He shivered at the praise and quickly turned to face the end of the bed, pushing his upper body into the sheets as his plump alabaster ass seductively wiggled in the air. I reached to grab my bottle of lube from my nightstand,opening the drawer to retrieve the butt plug I wanted in him. I poured the lube directly onto the top of his crease, causing a shiver from Lane due to its coldness. I circled his tempting pucker with my index finger before slowly pushing it in. I let him get used to it for a few seconds before sliding in a second finger and curling them to stroke his prostate. Lane’s entire body shook as he moaned and pushed back. When I removed my fingers from his greedy hole, he whined and scratched my legs in frustration. I gave him a light spank, causing him to jerk forward. Pulling him by his thighs, I drew him in closer to me. I quickly lubed up the tapered butt plug. Using one hand to hold him open, I brought the tip of the plug to his rim.

“Wait– What’s that?” Lane questioned, trying to turn to take a look. His elbows gave out as I began working the plug into his tight asshole. He let out a long, keening moan as the plug bottomed out. The plug was a substantial length and width - not too big, but not too small. Just enough to get him stretched and ready for me. He rocked back experimentally a couple of times, shuddering at the feeling.

I slapped his hip before speaking, “You’re going to keep that in while I explain what happened at the motel. Once I’m done, I’ll give you my cock. Now, turn back towards me and sit on my lap. You can rub your little cock against me if you need to, but no coming.”

Lane gave another whimper as he crawled back into my lap, his eyes glazing over as he sat down. He rocked back and forth, grinding his dick against my stomach and using my thigh to put pressure against the plug.

“Ungh, Daddy,” he keened. I glanced down at his cock, smiling in satisfaction when I saw how wet it was from his leaking precum.

“Are you all wet for me, baby girl? Get that pussy nice and ready for Daddy,” I purred, leading his face to my neck. He immediately latched on and began sucking, causing a groan to rumble out of me. “Such a good girl. My good girl.” Lane whined into my neck, licking the length of a tendon. “Take what you need, darling. I need to tell you about the motel though, okay?” Hemade a noise of confirmation. “I’m not sure how long you were going at it before I arrived, but you must have either dissociated or gone into a psychotic episode. Either way, you wouldn’t answer me or even acknowledge I was there. You just kept stabbing, stabbing, stabbing.”

Lane flinched then went still, unlatching from my neck. “I don’t think we should–”

“Nope, keep grinding or you won’t earn my cock.” I said strictly. I could feel him frown into my neck, but he began kissing and sucking within a few seconds. He started thrusting his weeping cock against my abdomen, following my directions perfectly. “Where was I…? Ah, yes. You had stabbed that man so much that he barely had any of his upper body left. You were covered in blood, eyes unfocused. Fuck, you looked so fucking gorgeous,” I exclaimed, grabbing Lane by the hair once more to redirect him from my neck to my chest.

He latched onto a nipple, mouth suctioned around it, and began to suckle. His body sunk into mine, his hand coming up to rub and pinch my other nipple as he continued to suckle the first one. I stared down at him, stroking my hand through his hair. We’d have to revisit him suckling again in the future. It seemed as if he went into a calmer headspace. I made a mental note to also try cockwarming to test if that would get a similar result.

“My perfect girl. You look so soft and sweet like this. I love it. But, I also loved when you looked at me with a dazed expression, soaked in crimson, splatters of blood across your cheeks mixing with your freckles. You looked like a fallen angel. I should have taken a picture. Next time. Anyways, you started to come out of whatever was going on in that head of yours, so I gave you a little something to sleep. I took care of the clean-up, so no worries there. I got you and Chloe out of there and bathed you once we arrived home. And now we’re here. I was originally planning on punishing you for breaking the rules, but then you gifted me that beautiful vision of my feral kitten.”

Lane unlatched from my nipple and gazed up at my face. “What wouldhave been my punishment?” He faintly asked, nuzzling his cheek against my chest hair.

“Do you want to find out?” I grinned salaciously.

Lane blushed and averted his eyes before murmuring into my chest. “Maybe? Is that dumb of me?”

“No, I think it’s very responsible of you to accept a punishment that I was going to forego. We can do it tonight.”

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