Velvet Valentine (MxM)

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Body and Soul [part 2] (Ruhail)

"Open your legs a little more." I told the trembling boy beneath me, and he obliged immediately, opening his body for me just the way I wanted.

I pulled his pretty lips into my mouth again and he moaned.

"Daddy, move. Please!" He begged me. It made my insides melt with a need to give him everything in the world. The way he gave me everything I asked for and trusted me with his beautiful body made me realise that this wasn't just a date or sex. I didn't just want him in my bed, I wanted him in my life. I wanted to be a part of his life too.

I wanted to make a life with him.

I started moving inside of him, and his tight, warm hole kept quivering around my cock. His moans were musical, and his body felt like fucking butter, it was so damned soft.

"Aah! Daddy!" He moaned when I circled my hips, filling him up even more.

He took all of me in him, like a good boy that he was.

"You're doing so great, baby." I praised him and he blushed holding onto my shoulders as I pumped into him harder, making him moan louder.

"You're perfect, Princess." I whispered before pounding into him mercilessly. His eyes rolled back and he screamed in pleasure.

"Daddy! Fuck! Harder, Daddy, harder!" He kept chanting as I kept fucking him into the velvet sheets that were now being ruthlessly clawed by his perfectly manicured nails. He tightened his legs around my waist, and my cock drove deeper into his ass.

"Fuck, Bunny. So fucking tight." And he was, I was worried that he'd be sore later.

But that was only slightly in my mind. Mostly my mind was filled with the feeling of being inside the person who I've wanted and loved for so long and from so far away. I finally was making love to him.

"Mine." I growled before biting into the creamy skin of his neck and I felt his cum flood his stomach and mine in waves of pure pleasure that made his body convulse and almost a gutteral groan leave his throat.

That was it for me.

I came inside his pretty ass with a grunt and kept thrusting into him till both our orgasms subsided.

I fell beside him, feeling exhausted. He mewed a little in protest when I pulled my cock out of him, but cuddled into me immediately.

I realised that it was the first time I was holding someone close after sex or while sleeping with someone. Usually I didn't wait much long after sex. I got home and slept alone in my bed. But Saroj was the first one that I wanted to hold close and make comfortable in every way possible. I knew I was probably a dick for not doing this to the other people I'd had sex with. But I was never an affectionate person. Physical affection was not my thing.

Until he came along.

I wanted to cuddle him after sex, take care of him after such an intense session. Fuck, we just finished and I was already getting hard again thinking of how many ways I could tie him in my playroom.

After a few minutes of lying there, holding his flushed body to mine, I tried to get up to get some tissues to clean us up.

Saroj whined.

"Baby, I'm just gonna grab some tissues and clean us up. I'm right here, Princess." I assured him and he nodded, jutting his lower lip out in a cute pout. Which made me kiss him again.

When I came back with the tissues, he was lying on his side, and his brown eyes were glistening in the dim light of the room. It looked like he was on the verge of tears.

I gently sat him up before cleaning his stomach and his hole carefully. I threw the tissues in the wastepaper basket. I also took the dirty bedsheets and pulled one of my t-shirts from my overnight bag. This was something I discovered in these few days - he hated sleeping naked. It made him feel unsafe and uncomfortable. And as good as his naked body felt in my arms, I'd never make Saroj do something that he wasn't comfortable with, or didn't feel safe about.

I helped him into the t-shirt and pulled his shoes off his feet. Then I gave him a bottle of water that he took gratefully and I put on some boxers before joining him in the bed.

"Thank you, Daddy." He whispered when we were settled under the blanket and he was lying on his side with his head on my chest while I was on my back.

"You don't have to thank me, Baby. Thank you for letting me do this, sweetheart. You're the most amazing person I've ever had the fortune of knowing and I'm so grateful that you trusted me after all that happened." I said. Remorsefully almost.

"Daddy, we don't talk about that anymore." He said and looked up at me with pleading eyes.

"Alright,Princess. I won't talk about it." I assured him and he smiled, pressing a kiss to my lips before tracing my tattoos with his soft fingers. He was always a little quiet after any sexual activity. My guess was he got so lost in it that he needed some time to get his head straight again.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered suddenly and I stopped where I was petting his soft hair.

That was an adjective I never heard.

I've heard weird, giant, enticing, interesting and even handsome on a few occasions.

But never beautiful.

"I'm not beautiful. You are." I countered and he shook his head.

"You're the most beautiful man I've ever seen, Ruhail." He said, his voice serious. "I always thought that. Even in school. You were the most beautiful and intimidating person I ever met." He said, looking into my eyes.

"Do I intimidate you still?" I asked, pulling his body closer to me. He smiled.

"Just a little, when you're in full dom mode and I know I have no power. It makes me feel weirdly safe too. I know I'm safe with you, but there's also this sense of the excitement of not knowing what's to come, because I have no control whatsoever." He mused and I smiled.

"How are you feeling now?" I found myself asking and he kissed my chest.

"Perfect, Daddy. As I always feel when I'm with you." He said and I kissed his pretty lips again.

"Did you... Um... Did you... Like it?" He asked, nervously. It made me laugh.

"Don't laugh!" He whined, slapping my chest lightly, but bit his lip when I have him a look. He hid his face in my chest.

"Baby." I gently pulled his head away and looked him straight in the eyes.

"It was the best sex I've ever had." I told him and his lips slightly parted. "You know why?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Because it was you. You are the most beautiful, perfect and important person in my life. I don't care how long it has been since we've been together, I want this to last. And I want you with me, for the long run, yeah?" I asked him and he nodded, tears glistening in his eyes again.

"So I hope you give me a chance to prove how much you mean to me. How much you've always meant to me, even when I was an asshole." I said and he pouted again.

"Not that talk!" He said and I murmured a sorry before smushing his face against my chest. I felt a few tears trickle down my open skin.

"You are perfect, Daddy." He whispered and I hugged him closer, kissing the top of his blonde hair.

"And, Daddy?" He asked, his voice laced with sleep.

"Yeah?" I answered, trying to lull him into sleep by stroking his back, which seemed to he working.

"You were my best too." He said before cuddling closer and falling asleep.

I went to sleep with a huge smile on my face.

I didn't realise that I didn't take my sleeping pills for a week now.

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