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Robert peers back over his shoulder, catching sight of him. “That’s going to change, too, Logan. You’ll put your fingers inside your underwear, baby. Get those fingers coated in all that cream you spill and you’ll touch yourself properly when Daddy is using your mouth.”

Logan is stunned. “That’s… that’s what you want?”

“Fuck. Yeah, that’s what I want. I love the idea of you fingering your sweet little hole. And you get so wet. I love that, too. Now, open your mouth for Daddy,” he orders, and angles his cock into Logan’s mouth. Instantly, there’s a flood of bitterness on Logan’s tongue.

“Fuck,” Robert growls, rubbing at his Dominant gland between his legs. There’s another spurt on Logan’s tongue. “You swallow that, my good boy.”

Logan whimpers, swallowing the bitterness. It’s hot sliding down his throat and he sucks harder, needing more. He gets his fingers into his underwear, to his hole, circling the outside of it, imagining it’s Robert’s fingers.

“Are you swollen, baby?”

Logan hums in agreement.

“God, I bet you are. Swollen and sore and you just need me to open you up, don’t you? Need Daddy to work you open and get those glands releasing. I bet you’re so sore and swollen in there that I can’t even get my cock in you until we get you sorted out.” Robert grunts and presses deeper in Logan’s mouth, using a hand to hold Logan’s mouth where he wants it as he fucks in slow and steady.

Logan closes his eyes against the promises. That was always his favorite fantasy. His most secret desire. That his Dominant would want himthere, would lick him open and take care of those glands and then use his hole because he needed to have the most intimate part of Logan.

When he really couldn’t keep his emotions in check and his thoughts in line, that’s what he imagined.

“Sweetheart, I’m going to come,” Robert says, and pulls back, hand on his shaft, pumping gently at the base, the head just on the inside of Logan’s mouth. He comes in heavy pulses and Logan is grateful his Daddy wasn’t too deep or he would have choked. He swallows again and again, and it makes him release, too.

He’s turned back over, weak-limbed and panting as Robert’s weight settles over him, pressing him into the bed. Robert’s hands slide along his arms, twining their fingers together as he puts their hands up near Logan’s head.

Logan sobs into the bedding, stunned at how safe and protected he feels with Robert’s large, heavy body over him.

This is real. This is how it’s supposed to be. He feels cherished and taken care of. He’s exactly where he should be, the object of so much affection and dominance. He is necessary to Robert’s pleasure. And all he has to do is be good. Obey. Pay attention and give. It will be so good for his Daddy. So good for both of them. He takes in a breath, wanting to be quiet, but it’s loud and wet with how emotional he is.

His Daddy isn’t soft.

“You’re still hard,” he murmurs, though it isn’t what he’s thinking about.

“You need more. Or I do. Hell, it’s probably both of us.”

“You,” Logan gasps.

Robert huffs in what might be amusement. And that’s embarrassing, makes Logan squirm.

“You’re right, sweetheart. I’m not soft. I want to come again. And now you’ve got a belly full of come, lots of hormones to make you willing and receptive, so how about we get you familiar with what it will be like to take Daddy inside you?”

Logan whimpers.

“Shh, it’s not happening yet, honey. I’m just going to rut. You can feel me between your cheeks, get soaked by Daddy’s cock and see how it feels to be used. But I won’t risk fucking you yet, Logan. I want you to have a bit of time to adjust to your submission.”

“I don’t need that.”

“You do. I’m big. And you might have a difficult time relaxing at first. You’ve spent a long time resisting your instincts. When I fuck you, I want you to be as relaxed as possible. We can always amp up the sting and pain if your submission needs it, but we want to anchor it in as pleasurable first.”

“Yes, Daddy,” he says, overwhelmed at how much care Robert is willing to take with him. Though it also feels like he’s being denied. Or he isn’t good enough, not trained to take his Daddy’s cock like a good submissive would undoubtedly know how to do.

Which makes him feel like a failure.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. You’ll get Daddy’s cock,” Robert rasps, hard cock settling between Logan’s cheeks.

Robert presses gently, hips rocking into the crease of Logan’s ass. He moans lowly, conveying the urgency of his need to come, the soft exhale along Logan’s neck raising goose bumps all over his skin.

“I just want you to get what you need,” Logan confesses, because that’s everything. The only thing he really cares about. “Please fuck me,” he pleads, stunned at how much he wants it.

Every fiber of him knows this is different and right. He didn’t know this is how it’d feel to have his Daddy lying on him, to have him aroused and hard, so close to the heart of Logan’s body. He can make his Daddy feel good. He can have his Daddy close and warm and safe inside him, and he had no idea that’s what he’d get out of this. God, how could it never have occurred to him? “I need you, Daddy.”

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