I wrap my arms around Bobby, pulling him close as we kiss again. I growl with need.
I need more of him.
His lips are soft and eager, and I can feel the passion building between us. I deepen the kiss, my tongue tangling with his, and he moans again, the sound sending shivers down my spine.
“Such a good boy,” I whisper, as I brush my lips on his. My cock hardens beneath my pants.
We crash our lips together again, with need and lust. Bobby roams his hands on my chest, muscles, and my back. His kiss is urgent. His lips taste like ocean, but without the salt in the water.
“You’re mine, little prince,” I say, kissing him with a growl of urgency. I then start kissing his stubble, his neck, every part of his face and head.
“I’m yours, my beast,” He whispers with a whimper.
As we break apart for air, Bobby’s eyes are sparkling with desire, and I can see the love shining in them. He cups my jaw again, his touch sending warmth through me. He pushes me down on the couch.
As I lay down on the couch, I pull Bobby on top of me, feeling his warm body press against mine. He continues to kiss me, his lips moving softly against mine, and I can feel his heart beating rapidly with excitement.
“My beast,” he say, a soft moan coming out of his pretty mouth.
I growl and wrap my arms around him, holding him close. We deepen the kiss, our tongues entwining in a gentle dance. Bobby’s hands are on either side of my face, his fingers tracing my jawline and sending shivers down my spine.
As we kiss, I can feel the tension building between us, our bodies pressing together in a gentle, loving embrace. Our cocks hard inside our jeans. I feel his swollen erection against my stomach. I know that this is what I want, what I need - to be with Bobby, to love him and be loved in return.
Bobby pulls back slightly, his eyes locked on mine, and I can see the love shining in them. “I love you, my beast,” he whispers, his voice barely audible.
As Bobby’s head rests on my chest, I can feel his steady heartbeat and gentle breathing. I nuzzle his head with mine, a deep feeling of love and connection. When he falls asleep, I whisper, “I love you too, my little prince,” my voice barely audible.
I hold him close, feeling his warmth and the gentle rise and fall of his chest. I close my eyes, savoring the moment, and let the sound of his peaceful breathing lull me into a state of relaxation.
As we rest there together, I feel grateful for this love we share, for the way Bobby makes me feel seen and understood. Iknow that I’ll do everything in my power to protect and cherish him, to be the safe haven he needs.
The world outside fades away, and all that’s left is the two of us, lost in our own little bubble of happiness and dreams of forever.
23
BOBBY
As I wake up, I gaze at Darke’s serene face, his strong features softened in sleep. His light snores and gentle chest rise and fall, making me smile. I feel safe and protected in his arms, knowing that he’s always there to defend me.
I gently rub his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath my fingertips. It’s a comforting sensation, knowing that this strong, capable man loves me and would do anything to keep me safe.
I lean in closer, my face inches from his, and whisper, “My beast.” My voice is barely audible, but I know he’ll sense my presence.
Darke stirs slightly, his eyes fluttering open. He focuses on me, a sleepy smile spreading across his face. “Hey, little prince,” he whispers back, his voice husky with sleep.
I smile, feeling my heart fill with love. “Hey,” I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.
“What time is it?” Darke asked me.
I look at my clock standing at my family room table. “8:25 AM.”
“Jesus, I’m late to work,” Darke says with a groan, laying his head back down on the couch pillow.
I chuckle and rub his chest reassuringly. “You can’t be late, beast. You’re the boss,” I tease, trying to lighten the mood.
Darke groans again, his eyes closed. “That’s exactly why I need to be on time. Can’t have the team thinking I’m slacking off.”
I lean in closer, my voice softening. “They know you’re a great leader, Darke. Besides, it’s not like you’re going to get fired.”