Page 18 of The Totally Typical Tale of Mappy McMapface
“Bite me,” I whisper. He drags his teeth along my skin, pressing hard enough to cause pain, but not enough to break the skin. The sensation is almost enough to push me over.
“Not yet, baby,” he says, nuzzling his nose against my neck. “Someday, but not yet.” As much as I want him to mark me now, there'sa warm fuzzy feeling at his promise of someday. “I need you to come for me, Mappy.” His teeth are clenched, and all of his muscles are tense.
“You first.” I kiss his forehead, all that I can reach while he has me pinned.
“Not how this works. Do we need to go back to wing play, or can you be a good boy and come for me?”
“No wings.” I stop fighting it, fully giving in to all the sensations. His cock hitting that perfect spot inside me while my cock rubs against his body. The slight pain in my scalp as he holds my hair. I let myself go and come all over us, his movements smearing my cum over our bodies.
He releases my hair, moving his arm to frame my head. “You are so fucking perfect, Mappy,” he says before crashing his mouth down onto mine and finishing inside me. He makes a series of clicking sounds with his final thrusts.
I pull my head back to look at him. “Well, fuck, that’s adorable. Definitely going to need to force some more dolphin noises out of you.”
He blushes, nuzzling into my neck. We lie like that, smeared in cum, completely intertwined as we catch our breath.
I know it’s too soon. I know I shouldn’t say anything. But I also know he’s mine. And he always will be.
Epilogue
He can’t keep me trapped in here forever. If it were really so simple to lock one of us away permanently, don’t they realize I would’ve figured it out by now? There’s no way a silly little mouse is going to unlock some secret that I missed after years of studying.
I underestimated his feelings for Miguel, letting him get the upper hand once, but I won’t make that mistake again. I may not be able to target Miguel, but that doesn’t mean that Ghostlight Falls will be safe from me. No, when I get out, and I will get out, the town won’t know what hit them. If I’m going to be trapped in this idiot’s mind, I might as well use the time to plan.
I was thinking too small before. Minor inconveniences, really. I can do so much better. This town won’t forget the name Carter McGraffey again. That’s for sure. Not when I’m done with them.
