Page 34 of Disciplinary Action
Cal was moving without thought, wrapping his arms around Gideon’s neck and kissing him deeply. Gideon’s tongue slipped inside, and Cal sighed, his fingers reaching for the buttons on Gideon’s shirt.
He grabbed Cal’s wrists. “You just got out of the hospital.”
“You said last night that it had been far too long since you’d been inside me. I agree. We can be careful. It’s not like I broke a bone or something. My sugars are fine. I have my meds. I have my sensor. See?” He tugged up his shirt to show the tiny button that continually monitored his blood sugar. “I’m not some fragile porcelain doll. Please, Daddy? Please? It’s been so long. I’ve missed you.”
Gideon groaned, burying his hands in Cal’s hair, pulling him in for another kiss. “Fine, but we go slow tonight. No games. No punishments.”
Cal whined. “Fine. Just fuck me.”
Gideon stood, bringing Cal with him, swatting him on the butt through his clothing. “Just because I said no games doesn’t mean you get to mouth off to me. Get undressed and lay on the bed.”
Cal was already hard and throbbing just from Gideon’s kiss. He couldn’t imagine being able to take anything slow. He was so hungry for his touch. His scent. Just being near him was enough to make him feel desperate.
He stripped down to nothing, dropping his clothing into the hamper within the open closet, feeling slightly self-conscious about the small sensor attached to his belly. It wasn’t as invasive as the pump, but it was still obvious. Once he was naked, he laid back on the bed, watching as Gideon walked to the dresser, pulled out lube and a condom, and tossed them on the mattress beside Cal.
“Do we need the condom?” Cal asked, color blooming on his cheeks. “We’ve both been tested.”
Gideon stared down at Cal, like he was reading his mind, like he knew what Cal was really asking. Cal didn’t even really know what he was asking. He just knew he wanted more, wanted to feel more connected to Gideon, and Cal was asking if Gideon wanted that too.
“Yes, tonight, we need the condom,” Gideon finally said. “Not because I don’t want to be with you that way but because these condoms are lubricated and I haven’t been inside you in weeks. It will be more comfortable for you.”
Cal looked away but nodded. He didn’t really believe Gideon, but he didn’t want to think about that now. So what if Gideon didn’t want that with Cal? They were temporary. Cal’s chest went tight.
“Hey, get out of your head and back here with me where you belong. Please don’t read anything more into it than what I just said. I won’t lie to you.”
Cal nodded.
“Do you ever finger yourself?” Gideon asked, tone as casual as if he was asking about the weather.
Cal flushed, heat spreading throughout his body. “What?”
“You heard me,” he said, slipping out of his dress shirt and hanging it over the office chair.
Gideon was so beautiful. Dark hair dusted the sculpted muscles of his chest and abs, disappearing below his black pants. Cal’s gaze locked on Gideon’s obvious arousal. Cal had forgotten how huge Gideon was. He stuck his hands in his pockets, pacing the end of the bed, brow arched as he waited for an answer.
“Yeah,” Cal muttered. “Sometimes.”
“Is that how you answer my questions?” Gideon asked, tone sharp.
“No, Daddy.”
“So, answer me correctly. Do you ever finger yourself?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good boy. I want you to take the lube and get yourself ready for me.”
Warmth bloomed across Cal’s whole body. He swallowed hard, hands shaking as he poured the lube on his fingers, bending his legs at the knee so he could reach. It was a little awkward, both the position and having Gideon watch his finger circling his entrance before pushing inside. He hissed at the invasion, freezing as he forced himself to relax.
Gideon crawled on the bed, kneeling between Cal’s spread legs, pushing his legs upwards. “Fuck you’re so beautiful,” Gideon murmured.
Cal felt his body relax. He closed his eyes, arching his back, probing his hole and letting himself rock back onto his finger.
“Another.” Cal whimpered as he slid his finger out before pressing back in with two. “That’s it, loosen that tight hole for Daddy. I want to be able to slide right in.”
Cal couldn’t imagine Gideon sliding right into anything. He was so big, but Cal was desperate to feel him inside him again, to feel him filling him up until it was impossible to think about anything but the two of them. “Oh, fuck. I’m ready. Please.”
Gideon chuckled, his thumb stroking the insides of Cal’s knees. “I’ll decide when you’re ready. You’re not even close.”
