Vincent looked down at me after he was finished kissing me, “Do you know how much seeing you like this turns me on?”

Did he know how much seeing him like that turned me on?! My god. Last time I was this turned on being dominated was years ago when Markus was my Dom. Since then, I just haven’t found myself the right match… not that I was looking for a Dom anymore.

“No, Master.” I finally answered.

He pushed me down so that I was back on all four on the floor, putting me face to face with his evident arousal. I wanted to help him free his erection from the confines of his tight pants because any man knew how uncomfortable that would feel, but I hadn’t yet been directed to do so… so I waited until he told me to.

“Tell me how bad you want it. Be honest with me.” Vincent ordered.

“I’ve never wanted anything more. You say you’ve waited a long time for this, and, while it may be happening different than how I imagined it would, I’ve also been waiting just as long to do this with you. Now that we’re finally doing it, I cannot wait to have my first taste of your beautiful body. Master.” I answered boldly, crawling my way back up to him to kiss his neck while using my hands to unzip his pants, because I caved and decided waiting for permission was too much for me.

“As good as it feels to have my cock free now, who gave you permission to touch it?” Vincent whispered in a dark tone.

“Sorry, Master. It just looked uncomfortable so I thought I would help fix that.” I answered, smiling deviously at him.

“Hm. Well now that it’s free, suck it.” He ordered.

I moved back down again, this time keep my hands on his crotch rather than moving them to the floor. I moved my face closer. I was going to simply follow the command he gave me, but then… teasing him seemed like more fun. I blew a cool breath on the head, making his cock bounce with anticipation. Then I used the tip of my tongue to gently play with the head, he let out a heavy breath that sounded like he was holding back moan. I looked up at him through my eye lashes, and continued teasing him. I slowly took just the head into my mouth, but that was the last straw for Vincent.

“I said suck it, not tease it.” He growled out, pushing the back of my head down and forcing his entire length into my mouth. The head of his cock hit the back of my throat much harder than I’d expected, causing me to choke and cough.

I pushed back against his hand and glared at him, “That was a bit aggressive.” I rubbed my neck to ease the discomfort.

“Don’t glare at me. You were being naughty and you know it.” He smirked, and pushed my face back toward his cock, “Now put it back in your mouth and suck it like the good little pet I know you can be.” He ordered, rubbing my face against his dick.

“Yes, Master.” I answered sourly. Not that I was in a bad mood, of course not. How could I be in a bad mood when I’m finally getting this chance with Vincent after years of pining after him. I answered in a sour tone because he didn’t have to be rude.

I began sucking the way he wanted me too, but I still managed to tease him just a little bit. I made  sure to use plenty of slobber, so much that it dripped down to his pants. I wanted to massage his sack too, but it was still stuck inside his tight pants, so that was out of the question for now. Instead, I used my hand to aid my mouth on his dick.

“Your mouth feels amazing. I almost want you to make me cum once before we continue.” Vincent moaned softly. He kept his hand on the back of my head, but didn’t use it to push or pull my head. He was actually playing with my hair. Which felt oddly relaxing while I sucked him.

“I’ve made up my mind. Stop.” He commanded.

I obeyed, releasing him from my mouth. He loosened his hold on my leash and pushed me back slightly. Then he stood up and hovered over me in a very dominating stance. I looked up at him and waited for him to tell me what he wanted. He caressed my cheek and looked at me with a look that seemed like he wasn’t actually sure what he wanted me to do yet.

“There are so many things I want. But so little time.” He sighed, “I want you to go lie down, face up, on the bed. Take the ears and tail off too.” He ordered. I stood up and moved to the bed, where I took off the dog ears. Just as I was going for the tail to take it out, I felt Vincent tender hand at the top of my butt. I flinched, but didn’t move away from in touch. He was gently running his fingers over the scars that traveled across my lower back, butt, and hips. I sat still and let him touch each scar. It didn’t bother me that he touched them, so long as he doesn’t ask about them right now. His hands slowly moved down toward the plug, and he gently pulled it out. I had relaxed so much from his comforting touch, that it didn’t faze me in the slightest when he pulled the plug out.

“I promised not to ask, so I won’t. But I do hope one day you’ll want to tell me about this. It looks horrid.” He finally spoke.

I turned to face him, “Maybe one day I’ll be okay with talking about it. Right now, the only one who really knows what happened is Markus, and that’s only because at the time, he was the only one I trusted to help me.” I told him. Then I realized he’d stripped completely naked, and suddenly, talking about my scars was no longer possible. I stared shamelessly at his bare, beautiful body.

“If you don’t lie down, you won’t get a taste of me.” My eyes shifted to meet his. He had a very hungry look in his eyes, and a rather sexy smirk.

I finally laid down on my back like he’d told me to. I watched him wiggle his way on top of me, straddling me. He grabbed both my hands and lifted them over my head, then leaned his face close to mine. For a second, he just stared into my eyes. Then he kissed me. But this kiss felt different than before. Like there was more… I don’t know what the word is. Just more of something.

“I want you inside me now.” He whispered.

He sat up only enough to position himself, while still holding my hands over my head with one hand. Not that I wouldn’t easily move my hands if I wanted to. He used his free hand to blindly put a condom on me, and coat it in lube. Then the moment finally came when he lined my aching junior to his hole, and agonizingly slowly slid himself onto me. My eyes rolled back as I enjoyed every torturously slow second. When he was finally seated on me, taking in every inch of my member, I opened my eyes and saw him staring down at me.

“Have I ever mention how incredibly beautiful you are?” I blurted out randomly. Vincent smiled at me, a genuine smile, not his usual smirk.

“You think I’m beautiful?” He asked, suddenly acting bashful.

“Of course I do.” I answered.

I forced my hands out of his grip, and sat up. Vincent’s legs wrapped around my hips and rested on the bed behind me. I wrapped my arms around his back to support him as I shifted. Sitting up put my face at his chest, just below his chin. I looked up at him and he stared down at me.

“Naughty boy.” He scolded, though his tone was playful.

“Punish me then, Master.” I shot back deviously, while lifting him up slightly and thrusting my hips up into him. He let out a melodic moan right next to my ear, causing me to repeat the action so I could hear it again.

“Fuck, Roy.” Vincent breathed heavily, “Don’t stop.” He urged.

“I hadn’t planned too.” I grinned happily.

I quickly, and carefully with my leg, shifted again, laying Vincent on his back, to give me an easier position to move in. Then I continued thrusting mercilessly into his tight hole. I could feel sweat starting to make my skin tacky. Even Vincent’s beautiful skin was glistening with a light layer of sweat now. The little bit of eyeline he had on was now smudged from both his sweat and from him squeezing his eyes shut as I pounded into him. He looked incredibly sexy all messy like this because of me. He had been letting out a string of glorious moans, egging me on as I had my way with his body. I leaned my face into his neck and kissed and sucked it leaving my mark on him.

“You’re  - mm – you’re like a dog – uuhh – marking his territory.” Vincent struggled to say through his moans.

“Is that okay with you?” I grunted, slowing down my pace slightly so I could look Vincent in the eyes.