Page 15 of Now and Forever

“Hi, Daddy.”

Malcolm grinned. His boy was a bit floaty, which was exactly what he’d been going for.

“Hi, sweetheart. Feeling good?”

“Very. Thank you.” He stretched. “I didn’t think that would be so relaxing.”

Malcolm dipped his fingers in the bathwater. “Hmm. This has gotten too lukewarm. Let’s get you out of there.”

He helped steady Seth as he climbed out of the tub, then gently patted him down. He didn’t want to dry him completely, because he still needed to cover his body in lotion. Everything they would need for what Malcolm planned was already arranged in the bedroom.

“Put your arm over my shoulders. I’ve got you.”

As Malcolm led Seth down the hallway, he noted how different his demeanor was than it had been after the hard spanking session. Instead of experiencing the fall after an endorphin spike, Seth was floating on a sea of calm and bliss.

“On your back.”

The lights had been off when he’d led Seth into the bedroom, but he turned the bedside lamps to low. He unscrewed the cap of Seth’s favorite lotion that was infused with the scent of lime and hints of basil and orange. They’d stumbled across the spa product while shopping at one of the little boutiques in Florence.

Massaging lotion or oils into Seth’s skin was easily one of Malcolm’s most favorite activities. The best part about having a boy was pampering him, treating him as if he were the most important person alive. Demonstrating through his actions that he was cared for, that he truly mattered.

More than anyone Malcolm had ever known, Seth needed someone to show him his worth. Malcolm considered it his honor to fill that role as Seth’s Daddy.

With long, slow strokes, Malcolm kneaded Seth’s flesh, worked his muscles with enough strength to loosen them, but not hard enough to bring him discomfort. Once he’d covered every available area with the fragrant lotion, from Seth’s shoulders to toes, he whispered to him to turn over. While Malcolm was as thorough massaging Seth’s back as he’d been with his front, he couldn’t help but take a few extra moments fondling his muscular glutes.

Now for the grand finale.

“Keep your eyes shut, baby. Don’t question anything that’s happening, lose yourself in the sensations.”

Malcolm tugged the soft, furry mitt onto his hand that he’d recently purchased without Seth knowing. One side was made of a material that mimicked real fur, and the other was covered with hard nubs. Each feature offered different sensations, depending on what experience a Dom or Daddy wanted his partner to have. Seth had come to him starved of affection and touch. Malcolm hoped that sharing this new layer of tactile play would offer Seth even more of what he craved.

Slowly, Malcolm brushed the velvety glove across Seth’s upper back. The contact should have only been enough for him to wonder what the mitt was. Malcolm noted the slight crease to Seth’s brow, but his good boy didn’t open his eyes. Many Doms doing sensation play preferred that their subs be masked—if that wasn’t a hard limit. In Seth’s case, Malcolm would never suggest such a thing under any circumstances.

Malcolm continued to caress Seth’s skin with the fur, using a languid, sweeping motion to bring his nerves alive. He paid special attention to the freshly shaven areas. When he wordlessly encouraged Seth to part his legs, he teased the mitt between his sensitive thighs then trailed it down his legs, behind his knees then continuing to the soles of Seth’s feet. On occasion, Seth would let out a laugh, or squirm as if the sensations were too much to bear.

“Roll onto your back, baby.” At this point, Seth was almost boneless, so Malcolm did half the work in moving him. “Raise your arms above your head. That’s it.”

Malcolm let his gaze drop to Seth’s hard dick, noting the drops of pre-cum gathering at his slit. The temptation to lick them up was huge, but this was Seth’s moment, not his. However, Malcolm did need to tease him some more.

Malcolm started with mitt again by dragging it along his arms from his wrists to pits. Back and forth, no pressure at all, the touch remaining as light as a feather. As he continued the caresses, a rosy flush built beneath Seth’s skin, crawling up his body and into his cheeks. Seth’s cock twitched every time Malcolm’s strokes neared his hardened length, but he remained careful not to make contact.

Malcolm continued the sensual torment on his legs, but when he moved to Seth’s chest, his boy’s lips parted, his breaths coming in short pants. Seth curled and uncurled his fingers, his toes dancing on air as his squirming increased.

“Be as still as you can. Take what I give you.”

Malcolm made tiny circles around Seth’s nipples with the mitt, and Seth bit his lip with a whimper. For someone who’d come to love harsh nipple play so much, the barely perceptible touches had to be maddening. Malcolm wiggled his fingers inside the glove and trailed them along Seth’s rib cage. He then prodded Seth’s navel, which earned him a startled laugh. Then he laid the flat of his hand on Seth’s belly and stilled.

Seth’s erection still twitched as if in anticipation of relief, and his breathing remained elevated. Sweat had built at his hairline and Malcolm decided he should take his boy out of his misery.

He whispered next to his ear, “You can come when you want.”

Seth frowned then gasped as Malcolm wrapped the furry mitt around his cock. Malcolm gripped the stiff flesh, working it gently at first, then increasing the pressure and pace until Seth was moaning and thrusting in the tunnel of Malcolm’s fist. Even in his frenzy, Seth kept his eye shut and arms above his head. His fingers were curled in the pillow, but he was still obeying Daddy.

With an explosive cry, Seth arched his back and cum pulsed from his cock in long arcs, splashing on the glove, as well as Seth’s chest and Malcolm’s arm. Seth’s features were twisted in a blissful agony, then after one final spurt, he collapsed on the bed. Malcolm slowed his movements, careful to stay away from Seth’s overly sensitive crown.

At last, he pulled his hand away, but couldn’t resist licking up the seed from Seth’s skin. He pushed a cum-flavored kiss into Seth’s mouth, tasting his boy for a while, then straightened again.

Malcolm removed the glove then set it on the nightstand. “Rest, sweetheart.” He kissed Seth’s forehead. “I’ll join you in a bit.”

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