warning, so I didn’t second-guess taking his lips in mine and nibbling on them as he moaned. When I eventually pulled away, nerves seemed to be the last thing on his mind.
Keeping up the gentle touches to his head and face, I tried to look calm and reassuring. He needed that more than he needed me to ramble on about how sexy he was. “You look perfect like this. You were made to kneel before your Dom.”
Pleasure flashed across his face at the praise and his cock jerked, so I knew he had at least a little bit of a praise kink too. Combining those would be fun. Praising him for being a dirty little slut would probably hit both in one swoop.
Archer licked his lips and shifted before finally getting words out. “Thank you, Sir.”
Words like that meant we were on the right track, so I kept going. “I was serious before when I said how much I liked using and teasing a dirty little sub like you. Nothing you want will shock me. If I don’t want to do it, I’ll let you know and we’ll talk about it, but I won’t be upset or turned off no matter what it is.”
The internet was a wealth of dirty information so I might have to go look something up, but I wasn’t easily startled.
He gave me a little nod but just waited for me to say more.
We’d work on verbal answers once we’d gotten more of the initial stuff out of the way.
“Do you know my favorite part of your body?” Starting there seemed to confuse him, but his blush flared back to life as he nodded.
“My ass?” When I nodded and smiled, he gave me a pleased, bashful smile.
Tracing his jaw, I swept my finger over his lips then down his neck. “And I can’t wait to nibble on your neck as I do wicked things to the rest of your body.”
Archer let out a low whimper and I could feel how predatory my smile had gotten, but I didn’t hide that from him. “Do you like it when someone bites your neck? What about nibbling on your ass? Just little flashes of pain.”
That got me a quiet breathy sound as he nodded and swallowed. “Yes, Sir. I…Yes, Sir.”
Okay, that was definitely a yes.
“And let’s not forget these lips. I think they’re going to feel wonderful wrapped around my dick, keeping it nice and warm as I study.” Confusion flashed through his eyes, but it was gone in a second and replaced with need and excitement.
He liked the idea of being my sweet little cock warmer.
“I could keep listing off all the fun things I want to do with you and all the places I want to tease and spank, but do you know what’s last on my list?” His cheeks reddened again, but he nodded.
When I waited, he realized he had to answer it. “My…”
He stopped, swallowed and tried again. “My thingy.”
“Good boy.” I kissed him again, rewarding him. “I’m proud of you for remembering it’s not a dick.”
His face was so red I was a little worried about his blood pressure, but the desire in his eyes and the way his dick was bobbing up and down said he liked where the conversation was going.
Stroking over his face gently, I kept my voice soft and happy. “Tell me about your thingy. Tell me what you think when I look at it or when you play with it.”
His mouth opened and closed several times with nothing coming out. When he was done playing goldfish, he licked his lips and closed his eyes. “No, look at me. I want to see your eyes when you tell me your dirty fantasies.”
He peeked them open but gave me a cute pout. “But it’s hard.”
The pout was too cute to punish, so I nodded. “I know. Let’s try something different. When did you come to like your cute little thingy?”
He made a startled sound but licked his lips again and leaned into my touch. “High school was rough.”
When I stroked his cheek and just listened, he kept going. “But when I got to college, I found this porn site that had lots of fetish stuff on it. One of the sections was about different kinds of size kinks, like being…under-endowed.”
My lack of a reaction other than slow touches and smiles seemed to make it easier to keep going. “I started watching all the ones that had guys with smaller…smaller cocks and