54. Chapter Fifty-Four #3
I take my time, coating his fingers while he watches every movement. His breathing changes, deeper now, more controlled, but the wildness still flickers beneath it.
I lift my legs until my heels are resting on the edge of the couch, and incline my head down to my spread ass. 'Open me up.'
Excitement bubbles up inside him, spilling down the bond. His body starts to quiver as he licks his lips, eyes locked onto my exposed hole.
He's a second away from diving right in with far too much enthusiasm, so I catch his wrist and hold him still.
'Look at me.'
His wide eyes snap to mine, his swollen, red lips parted.
'This is new for us,' I say patiently. 'So we’re going to go slow and you will listen to every sound I make and every word I give you.'
His throat works.
'Yes, Daddy.'
Warm pride rolls through me.
'That’s it.' I guide his hand lower, stopping before giving him more. 'Tonight, you will prove to yourself that you can focus when you need to, even when your head is a mess.'
I tighten my grip, just enough to make sure he understands that I'm in control, no matter how physically vulnerable I'm about to be.
We've never done this.
There has never been time. Before Halley, everything between us was stolen in corners, rushed in barracks, burned through in the frantic spaces between missions and bloodshed.
Quick handjobs, quiet blowjobs, and the occasional finger in the ass to hurry along an orgasm.
Mostly just ways to survive the pressure building under our skin before one of us snapped.
This is different.
Tonight, we're not just using each other as a means to an end.
I’m giving him a level of trust I've never given anyone before. Not even Halley.
His gaze moves over my face, and the wild look in his eyes fades as apprehension tightens his mouth.
"Shade," he whispers into the quiet, a slight quiver in his voice.
I stroke my thumb over his wrist. 'Nuh-uh. Shade's not here. Tonight, I'm your Daddy.'
His breath shudders out.
'Daddy,' he corrects.
'That's right, and you're my good boy.' I soften my voice without loosening the control. 'And my good boy is going to take care of me. Carefully, patiently, and exactly how I tell you.'
His fingers flex as he fights with himself internally. He doesn't want to hurt me, I know that for a fact, but he might by accident if he doesn't rein himself in. It's a big ask, but I know he can do it.
Finally, the tension in the bond eases as Blaze brings himself back under control, determined to prove I am right to trust him.
'That’s what I need from you,' I continue. 'Show me you can be a menace to our enemies and come home, switch off, and be my good boy.'
In the future, I want to be sure that Blaze will be gentle with Halley if he ever comes to her in this state. This seems like the best test, even if it is a little daunting.
Blaze bows his head and presses his mouth to the inside of my wrist.
'Yes, Daddy,' he says, softer now. 'I’ll be good.'
'Now, you heard me before. Work Daddy open, baby boy.'
He doesn't need to be told twice. The cold press of his lube-slicked finger against my rim makes me jump, but I try my best to relax. He rubs at the rim slowly, little searching circles as he gathers his confidence, before adding pressure, and the tip dips inside for the first time.
"Mmm," I moan quietly under my breath. It feels nice, not orgasmic, but nice to have him penetrating me.
He pushes a little harder, sinking in to the first knuckle.
My eyes spring open, unsure when they closed, as sudden pressure appears at my cock. Blaze gazes up at me with wide, affection-starved eyes as he sucks on my cockhead.
I clamp a hand over my mouth before my gasping moan can wake Halley.
'Ah, good boy,' I say through the bond as he starts to press his finger in and out, deciding not to reprimand him for sucking my cock without permission because it feels incredible. 'That's my good boy. Get me nice and loose, stretch out Daddy's hole.'
The combination of his mouth and finger makes my heart pound as sweat spreads across my skin.
'Another,' I say, wincing a little as he obeys.
Blaze watches my face like it’s a mission briefing, focused on every breath, flinch, and word, just like I told him to. By the time I tell him to give me his third finger and to scissor them inside, I’m gripping the couch and fighting to stay quiet.
'Okay, sweet boy,' I murmur, catching a fistful of his hair and guiding him back.
He follows the pressure immediately, panting, eyes glassy and eager, every reckless piece of him still controlled by the sound of my voice, and mine alone.
I ease his hand away and hold his wrist, grounding us both before he can rush.
'I know what you need,' I say, brushing my thumb over his pulse. 'You need me holding your leash so you don’t feel alone anymore and you don't have to think about anything except feeling good.'
Blaze nods, dazed and desperate.
I tighten my grip on his hair in reprimand.
'Use your words, baby boy.'
'Yes, Daddy,' he rushes. 'Need it.'
'Go on, then,' I say, my breath coming faster now. 'Show Daddy you can be gentle. Show me I’m safe with you. Fuck your big Alpha cock in Daddy's little Beta hole.'