“Can we eat like this every day?” Dion asked, revelling over the nice fruits we had found in the breakfast buffet.

“I’d love to. But it’s so hard to find food like this on mainland.”

“But not impossible.” He winked at me. “Could you ever consider moving to a place like this?”

“Probably? I mean, I can get a job anywhere. Would you?”

He shrugged a bit. “I haven’t ever thought about leaving the city. I don’t have any skills anyways. So it’s not like I could just pick up a job as easily as you.”

“I don’t think that’s true. You’re very smart, Dion. You could go back to school?”

“Who’d want me in their classroom?”

“Everyone. I definitely think you can do more than…”

“Whoring?” He rolled his eyes. “I don’t need to be saved.”

“Uh, I don’t judge you. So maybe don’t make assumptions there.” I sent him a pointed look.

He snorted and held his hands up in surrender. “Okay. My bad. I’m just not used to people not judging. I like my job. I’m really good at it and when I work at the club, most of the time I don’t even have to sleep with anyone. They just want company.”

“I know. I’m your personal guard, Dion.”

“We make a good duo, don’t we?” He smiled so much, his eyes turning into arches. It looked adorable.

“The absolute best.”

He looked down and starting poking at a piece of melon with his fork. “But… Do you think I could ever stop?”

I took his hand in mine, bringing it to my lips. “Of course, you could. You can do whatever you want.”

“All I want is to go back up to the room right now.”

At first, I thought he was a little sad or something and wanted privacy, but then he didn’t let go of my hand, pulling me with him.

He almost shoved me inside the elevator, my back hitting the mirrored wall. He grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me down so he could kiss me. I circled my arms around him, pressing his body to mine.

We barely made it to our room before he was tearing at my clothes. I chuckled and helped him getting my shirt off me. He couldn’t get it over my head since I was way too tall, but it didn’t seem to bother him.

“Arlo,” he said with a thick voice. “I want you to…” He hesitated and his cheeks reddened.

“What? I’ll do whatever you want.”

He bit down on his lip and smiled. “Do to me what you wanted to do on the beach. And kiss me while you do it.”

I smiled, bent down in my knees, grabbed his legs and pulled him up, wrapping his legs around my hips. I took him to the bed and gently put him down on it. I opened my shorts and pulled them down, putting on a bit of a show for him. He laughed and motioned me to come to him.

He wiggled out of his shorts as I walked on my knees towards him on the bed.

“Why are you so damn slow?” he chuckled and circled his arms around my neck, bringing me down.

“What’s the hurry?” I murmured and kissed his throat.

He inhaled sharply, his voice slipping into it. “Get on with it.” He sounded so needy. And I kind of loved that.

“No, this was what I wanted to do on the beach.” I kissed his skin again, letting my tongue slide over it.

He was so perfect, except for a small scar on his collarbone. And I loved that. It wasn’t like my skin which was riddled with imperfections coming from a life living with other pups like me who liked to get rough when we played. And it was so white, his skin. Such a huge contrast to my own. My skin was dark, blue and monochrome in its darkness, whereas his offered all shades of red and a subtle blueish green tone.

It was the same with his eyes. They weren’t just brown. There were gold specks in there too. Unlike mine which were just black. I didn’t even have irises; it was just a black dot. I was so jealous and proud at the same time, being with Dion. Proud because he liked me back. Jealous because I’d never look anything like him.

But my jealousy didn’t matter now when I was kissing his skin. Not when he was softly moaning and squirming under me. I got lost in his body. I loved doing this for him. Just using my mouth on him. I couldn’t imagine it was something that happened often, considering him having a good time wasn’t high up on anyone’s list of priorities.

It was highest on mine though. I wanted him to feel good. To feel appreciated. To feel loved. Because I think I loved him already.

When he was ready for the next step, I moved up to his face, kissing him on the mouth.

“Ready?” I murmured.

He nodded and grabbed my shoulders, hooking his legs around my hips. I pushed against him and he gasped, digging his fingernails into my skin. I did it very slowly, giving him time to get used to me. I just wanted this to be good for him too.

“Gods,” he groaned and ran his hand up in my hair, clenching his fingers around the locks.

I started slowly moving and kissed him. I promised I’d kiss him while I did what I wanted to do to him. He moaned into the kisses, his tongue meeting mine almost needingly. He held onto to me as if I’d disappear if he let go. What he didn’t get was there was no other place in the world I’d rather be, than right here with him, in this bed.

I grabbed his arm, sliding it off my back and fitted my fingers in between his, putting it next to his head. I couldn’t hold back much longer. I wanted to let loose, but I was afraid of hurting him. Also, why I had wanted it the other way last time. He was so small compared to me. I didn’t want to hurt him.

“You’re fucking amazing,” he groaned and clenched his fingers around mine.

“Yeah? You like it?” I tried to sound confident. Teasing almost. But to me, I just sounded unsure and self-conscious.

“Oh gods, yes.” He cupped my cheek with the palm of his free hand, smiling up at me.

“Tell me what you want,” I whispered. “Dominate me.” I didn’t know where that came from.

His hand on my cheek, ran up in my hair, pulling on it. I groaned and let him pull me up in a seated position. He sat down in my lap, keeping his hand in my hair.

“Is that what you want?” he asked and got a whole different look in his eyes. “Do you want me to dominate you?”

“Yes,” I whispered. “Please.”

“I’ll do whatever I want,” he said softly, his eyes slightly hooded. He grabbed me and sat down on me. His hips moved in circles as he looked at me with an almost triumphant look in his eyes. “Don’t cum.”

I grabbed his hips, digging my fingers into his skin. “I can’t promise anything.”

He slowed down to an almost painful pace. “I’m in control here, Arlo.”

He was. And I loved it.

I moved with him, hooking an arm around his body.

“Would you like me to tie you up one day?”

“Only if you’d like that,” I murmured and kissed his throat. He tipped his head up, pressing my lips to his skin.

“I’d like that a lot.” He smiled again and I loved it. It made me even more excited. To watch him have a good time. To be so happy he had to smile. Knowing it was because of me. What I was doing to him. Nothing compared to that.

Dion pushed me down, so I was on my back. He bent over, grabbing my wrists and putting them over my head. He couldn’t keep quiet anymore, it seemed. And neither could I. I wasn’t going to make it until he gave me permission if he continued like he was now. Moving his hips faster and faster.

He came first though. And I was so close, I moved under him. He threw his head back, seemingly completely unable to stay quiet. Every resident in the hotel must’ve heard us, but I didn’t even care.

It all came to an almost explosive end for me. I dug my fingers into his thighs, my back arching up.

My body took ages to calm down, and when it did, I opened my eyes, looking up at Dion. His body was glistening with sweat and he was observing me with an almost hungry look.

He bent over and kissed me softly. “You’re incredibly hot, you know that?” he asked against my lips and pulled up.

I couldn’t help but snort. I pulled him down to me. I wanted to cuddle. I also didn’t know what to say to that. I knew I wasn’t a beauty. Some thought because of my size I was okay, but if I had been average size, I don’t think anyone would’ve spent a second longer on me than any other average guy. I was average.

“Nothing compared to you,” I whispered and kissed him. He leaned his body into mine, almost melting into me, as I slowly outlined his mouth with mine.