[Also it’s hay fever season and I keep forgetting to buy antihistamines so I’ve been sneezing like crazy.]
C/W: BDSM, that filthy, foul, heinous, and hideous manifestation of the worst of human lust. Anyway. (Fluff).
“Take it, take my fucking cock like that, you—.”
“RED!”
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, we’re stopping. You okay?”
“Fuck… sorry, it was just…”
“Shh, don’t apologise. You’re okay. It’s okay. Here, have a sip of this, puppet. And a little nibble of this. Sounds good?”
“Mhm, thanks… I’m sorry I had to stop.”
“We went a little hard today, didn’t we? We said we’d stop as soon as you wanted it—.”
“But you sounded so close…”
“Doesn’t matter. You’re more important to me than cumming once. Thank you for telling me to stop.”
“... Hmm, of course. Thank you for stopping so quickly…”
“Here, let me take that glass off you. How are you doing? Are you all good, my love?”
“Yup! I think it was just a little too intense, too quickly this time. Can we ease into it a little next time?”
“We can always go as fast or as slow as you want, I promise. Pfft, have you had enough of nibbling on your apples? Is that why you’re nibbling on my hands now?”
“I can’t help it. They were just looking at me, begging me to bite them. It’d be mean not to.”
“Mhmm, sure, sure. Do you want to sit here for a little longer or do you want to hop in the shower?”
“Up to you, I can’t really think right now.”
“Hmm, let’s get you nice and cleaned up before we figure out what to do, alright?”