Page 31 of Away in a Tentacle Lair
"Morning should always start this way," he agrees with me. "But Christmas is about family, not hiding away in bed all day."
"I hate that you are right," I whisper against the shell of Leo's ear, my voice a low purr that vibrates with mischief. My fingers dance a slow waltz up the length of his arm, each step measured by the rise of goosebumps beneath my touch.
"Being with you all day is all I need," Leo mumbles, lids fluttering open to reveal eyes as deep and welcoming as tide pools. The corners of his mouth curl into a sleepy grin, the kind that could coax the sun from behind the most stubborn clouds. With a soft chuckle, he bumps his knee against mine—a playful reprimand wrapped in the cotton softness of our shared cocoon.
"Alright, you win, Captain Responsible," I sigh, laying it on thick with a dramatic pout that could rival any tragic hero of the sea. "But what do you say to a little escape plan to the bay later? Just you, me, and the open water?"
"Escape plan?" His voice perks up, curiosity and longing lacing his words like salt air through a sea breeze.
"Oh yeah. After dinner, when everyone gets the board games out, we'll sneak…"
Leo's body moves, his lips find mine, and he silences me with his kiss. "Are you trying to make me naughty?"
"Er… Yes… I am expecting a full-on partner in crime here. It is part of the deal."
"So you expect me to be part of your mischief?" He accuses firmly. "And I was thinking my role would be spanking those naughty thoughts right out of that thick skull of yours."
Well… who would say no to that?
"That's what I thought." He hums contently at me.
"Idiot," I say, but now my cock is hard and pressed against his thigh. There is no hiding how my body reacted to the threat of a spanking.
He chuckles and reaches down, giving my cock a firm squeeze. "Alright then," he says, "let's take care of this."
“Yes, Daddy.” I freeze as the word slips out. I hardly dare to breathe as I wait for his reaction.
"You're such a naughty boy," he whispers in my ear before kissing it gently. "But I think you need to be punished."
I moan at his playful words.
"I know, baby," he says as his hand moves to my dick and starts to stroke it gently.
I groan as his touch sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I can feel myself leaking against his leg, dripping wet and ready.
"Am I?" I ask, half-heartedly trying to play it cool. "Or am I just an idiot who got hard at the thought of getting spanked?"
His smile grows wider as he looks up at me. "Or maybe you're just turned on by your daddy."
He leans down and kisses me hard, his tongue demanding entry as I eagerly let him in. His hand never stops stroking my dick as we make out passionately. The feeling of his hand mixed with the taste of him sends me over the edge, and I know it won't be long before I come.
He leans down and kisses me softly, his hand still stroking me. "I love that idea, baby." He murmurs into my lips.
"Mmm, my daddy," I moan into his kiss. The thought of him being in control, punishing me, sends a thrill through me.
His hand increases its pace, his fingers wrapping around my length. "You're so wet for me," he purrs, pulling away from the kiss to look into my eyes. "Does the thought of your daddy spanking you get you off?"
"Yes!" I gasp, arching into his touch. "I want it so much."
He smirks, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Then maybe I need to give you what you want?"
With that, he positions himself above me, and slaps his hand across the fleshy part of my arse. The tip of his wet cock nudges against my entrance, teasing me with the promise of what's to come. I can tell he's excited at the prospect of dominating me.
"Please," I whimper, reaching back to touch his cock, my heart pounding in anticipation. "Please, Daddy."
His lips curl into a satisfied smile as he pushes forward slowly, sliding into me inch by agonising inch. I gasp loudly at the sensation, my body adjusting to his thickness. He's so deep inside me now, filling me up completely. I can hear him breathing heavily above me, his hips rocking gently against mine.
"That's it," he breathes, "say it again."
