Page 55 of The Accidental Dragon Baby

“Foreheads are not beautiful,” Ivo blurted.

Ace raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to have no say on this. If I think a part of you is beautiful, then it’s beautiful.”

“What if I say it’s not anyway?”

“Then I’ll stuff your mouth full of cock, and fuck those words back down your throat.”

Ivo whimpered. “That shouldn’t sound so hot.”

Ace grinned. He kissed Ivo’s cheeks, then his chin. His lips whispered along Ivo’s jaw to his ear, then to his other ear, pressing soft and damp down his throat.

Slowly, Ivo began to realize that Ace wasn’t avoiding any of his scars.

Ace nuzzled Ivo’s unscarred shoulder. He dropped butterfly kisses across Ivo’s collarbones to his other shoulder, where his nerve endings were messed up and the scar tissue meant he could feel only a fraction of Ace’s touch. Ace pressed his mouth to the lumpy red flesh anyway, taking just as much time as he had with Ivo’s smooth skin.

Ivo’s throat tightened. “Ace...”

“Hmm?” Ace cradled Ivo’s arm and kissed down his bicep. His lips caressed unblemished skin, then badly-healed flesh, and back to normal skin with no change in his pace. As though it was all the same to him.

“You... think I’m sexy?” Ivo said disbelievingly.

Ace took Ivo’s hand. He pressed it against his big, straining cock, and Ivo jerked in surprise.I’m touching his cock!

Ace was thick, heavy, his precum smearing all over Ivo’s fingers. Ivo felt so empty, he writhed. “I need—”

“Tell me, sweetheart,” Ace whispered, kissing Ivo’s other hand. “Do you think it was the pillows that made me hard?”

Ivo blushed. “I thought maybe it was the nightstand.”

Ace snorted. “Let me just open up a drawer and put my cock inside.”

“I think it might be well-lubed and spacious.”

“How did you guess?” Ace grinned and reached into his nightstand, producing a bottle of lube. “My cock will fit right into its gaping maw.”

Despite his teasing, Ace didn’t move away from Ivo. He took Ivo’s fingers between his lips—his mouth was hot and wet—and hesucked.

Ivo whimpered. If Ace’s mouth felt like that around his fingers, how would it feelelsewhere?

“Need more?” Ace whispered.

“Please!” Ivo’s hips jerked up helplessly. Ace held him down and began kissing down his other arm. He kissed all over Ivo’s chest, getting closer and closer to Ivo’s nipples. Then he nuzzled around a nipple, and carefully flicked his tongue against it. Ivo gasped. Ace wrapped his lips around that sensitive nub, sucking lightly.

Milk began to flow from Ivo’s nipples. He arched and panted, grabbing Ace’s hair in an attempt to hang on.

“That’s it. Keep making more for me.” Ace groaned and drank, his tongue circling Ivo’s nipple, each tug sending a jolt between Ivo’s legs. “Tastes good. So sweet.”

“It’s—not all for you,” Ivo panted, his precum leaking everywhere. “Please—”

“Please what?” Ace breathed hotly all over Ivo’s chest. He licked up the milk trickling from Ivo’s other nipple, and closed his mouth around it too.

Ivo’s spine bowed off the bed. “I n-need to c-come.”

“Mmm.” Ace slipped one hand down to caress Ivo’s cock, just a light, teasing touch. Ivo bucked futilely for more pressure.

“I want to see you in a pair of lace panties,” Ace murmured. “Wrapped up all pretty for me, your cock straining against the lace. I want to see you writhe, begging me to fill you.”

“Please fill me,” Ivo hissed.

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