Chapter 8

Fraser

"Oh, I can't wait for you to tell those old men that." Nibbling on his neck since that was clearly what he wanted most, I tightened my hold to see how he'd react.

He loved it.

As he shivered and moaned softly, I teased him with my teeth again. "And yes, I definitely consider this a date."

I'd been waiting to see how long it would take for him to bring that up and he'd been amazingly stubborn about it. But since that was kind of sexy, I wasn't going to tease him. There were plenty of other ways to drive him nuts.

"That's…that's good." His moaned-out response could've been about it being a date or about my going back to kissing his neck again, but either way he seemed very pleased with the response. "I…that's…"

His words weren't making any sense but his body language was very clear.

Every time he moaned, his ass would clench over my dick and he shivered like he was imagining being pounded into the mattress. "I was very good, Daddy."

And he learned lessons very thoroughly.

"You were a very good boy for Daddy." So I nibbled again before licking his ear and getting another moan. "Should neck kisses be one of your rewards for being a good boy?"

For someone who'd never explored BDSM before, he loved being a good boy. Just saying the phrase had his body reacting and he let out a soft sigh as he nodded. "Yes, rewards are…I like…"

He liked praise and rewards.

Got it.

"Then we'll have to come up with lots of ways to reward you. We'll start with kisses and we can add all kinds of things from extra desserts to your favorite ways to come." That had him sucking in a breath and I almost laughed. "I think you'd like curling up in Daddy's lap after you've been a good boy and getting a special reward."

The way his entire body seemed to clench said I was on the right track, but I waited a moment before pushing again. I was hoping it wasn't too much for him, but after a few seconds, his head bobbed. "I…I should be rewarded when I'm good. That seems…that's the way this type of relationship works."

I liked that logic.

And his needy response in general.

"That's right." Nibbling on his ear got another full-body reaction. "When you're good then you get a reward. It's just part of the dynamics in a relationship like this."

It wasn't wrong, but I loved how he was going to justify getting to ask Daddy for orgasms.

"What…what kind of rewards could I get, Daddy?" He couldn't hear the change in his voice but there was something sweeter about it, and I had a feeling his little side was peeking out, curious and slightly naughty too.

He was already trying to figure out the part of himself that he'd been hiding away, and I loved that he was sharing that with me already.

"It depends on what your favorite ways to come are." There were so many wonderful options to pick from. "One might be to climb up in my lap and ask Daddy to give you tinglies by rubbing your special place or your penis."

For some reason, the real word for it made him blush and squirm, so I played into that as I gave him more examples. "When you curl up on my lap and ask me for humpies or tinglies, I could rub your penis through your clothes and make you feel good that way."

Paxton had obviously dated a few too many guys who thought sex should always be manly and serious because he squeaked and seemed shocked at the idea of a scene like that. But while his mind thought it was surprising, his hips moved so he could grind his ass against my cock. "But…that's…"

Naughty?

"Let's do an experiment. Just to see what it would be like." Going back to kissing his neck, I made a low, needy hum as he whined. "Just once for me? If you don't like it, then we won't do it again."

He'd like it.

We both knew he'd like it.

Paxton just needed to get over the idea that sexy times happened in one specific way and with appropriate fantasies.

"If…if I try it and don't like it, I'm still a good boy, right?" His tone said there was something he wanted but I wasn't sure what it was.

"Yes." The answer was clear to me either way, though, so I responded to him honestly. "You'll be a good boy for exploring something new and you'll get a reward. More neck kisses, maybe, or you could kiss me if that was what you wanted for your reward."

That blew his mind.

"I…" Going still, it took him a second to get more words out. "I could do that?"

"Yes." Making sure he didn't hear any hesitation in my voice, I nodded as I licked around his ear. "I'd like your kisses, and I promise we haven't come anywhere near my limits for tonight."

His needy, excited sound made me smile and I couldn't resist teasing him. "I think I have a boy who wants to make his Daddy feel very good."

For someone who didn't seem to think he was little, he liked being treated like he was a naughty little.

Paxton wiggled and nodded, squeezing his eyes shut. "I like kissing too, Daddy."

And he liked not having to be the grown-up all the time.

"Then be a good boy and experiment with me. Then you can give Daddy kisses." He could've kissed me no matter what, but making him work for it turned him on even more. "Pretend you'd been a very good boy and you've just climbed into Daddy's lap."

He whimpered and turned to press his face tight against my neck, but he didn't tell me no and nothing said he was trying to get away from me or the fantasy. " Daddy …"

Humming, I snuggled him closer and rubbed his back. "Yes? I'm glad you came and cuddled with me."

Making another embarrassed whine, he tried to press himself tighter against me. "I was a good boy, Daddy. I…I wasn't mean to the naughty men when they said silly things."

That made him a very good boy.

"I'm so proud of you." It took amazing self-restraint not to tell them to fuck off. "I think that deserves a reward for being such a good boy."

A needy shiver raced through him and he couldn't seem to decide if he wanted to curl his legs up and hide his erection or spread his legs out and show it off. But he nodded and didn't back down from our experiment. "Can…will you rub me, Daddy? I…I was a good boy and I want my tinglies."

So no names for his cock but tinglies were good?

Perfect.

"I'd love to give my boy tinglies as a reward." Shifting my hands so I was rubbing the outside of his thigh high near his hip, I kept my touch just out of reach of anything questionable. "Does my boy want humpies or for Daddy to tickle his penis?"

Paxton jerked and sucked in a breath, and I couldn't help wondering how close he'd come to orgasming. " Daddy …"

His whine was filled with desperation but not quite enough confidence for me to keep pushing him yet. So I held him and rubbed his thigh as I let him hide from me. "Oh, you were so brave. I liked this experiment but did you like it? It's okay if I like something you don't because there are lots of things we're going to have in common."

I'd genuinely meant to give him an out so he didn't have to worry if it turned me on but didn't do anything for him, but he sighed like he was being tortured. "Why did you have to be nice?"

And my drama queen was back.

"Because I'm kinky but nice." I shrugged, making him giggle. "I'm not sure I should apologize for that even if you're feeling like I'm driving you crazy."

I got another sigh that tickled my neck but he didn't pull away. "You make it hard to hide, Daddy."

"Thank you." I wasn't going to apologize for making him think about what he wanted either. "I'm not sure those were answers, though."

His huff made me smile. "I liked it and I don't appreciate that."

Paxton was just as nutty as the rest of the town, so I didn't take it personally. "If we'd set different limits, I would've reached between your legs and let you hump my hand."

Whining, he shivered again and pressed his legs together. " Daddy ."

That was not a no or a yes.

"You'd have liked humpies and I think it would've made you feel naughty." I made sure he could tell that was a good thing just by the tone of my voice, but I eased my hand lower toward his knee. "I think our experiment was a success."

"No, Daddy." It took me a second to realize he wasn't arguing about the experiment.

When I stopped moving my hand, he relaxed again. It wasn't as helpful as he thought, but it wasn't terrible as far as communication went. "Should I move my hand back?"

Paxton nodded against my neck but surprised me again. "I…I remember the word, Daddy."

"Good boy." Turning my head, I kissed his cheek as I caressed higher up his leg again. "Thank you for letting me know you remember the safeword."

"It…it stops everything." Repeating what we both knew was actually helpful and gave me a push in what I hoped was the right direction.

"That's right. It's important because sometimes saying yes is hard and no might be confusing." As my hand got to his hip, I kept going and shifted him enough that I was rubbing his ass.

His soft moan said I was on the right track and something about the situation had his worries receding. "I can remember the color, Daddy. I promise."

Mentally crossing my fingers, I nodded. "I trust you to keep that promise, but if we need to slow down, the color is yellow. Can you remember that too?"

Nodding again, he wiggled on me and took another mental step back from whatever had made him so anxious. "I can. I'm a good boy, Daddy."

"You are." And he seemed to be a needy boy. "And good boys get rewards, don't they?"

Wondering just how touched starved he'd been before he'd curled into my lap, I kneaded his ass cheek and held him more firmly against me. Paxton's nod felt confident but his tone was quiet. "I like rewards, Daddy…like…like before?"

Before meaning during our experiment?

"That sounds like a wonderful way to reward a good boy who was very brave." In a variety of ways. "My boy tried an experiment and asked for something fun. And he remembered how much his Daddy likes giving rewards."

Letting out a deep breath, he nodded and took the credit he was due. "Being brave gets me good rewards too, Daddy."

He was going to do his best to find lots of ways to get rewards.

"It does." Slowly widening my fingers, I ran my thumb along the crease where his thigh met his hip and eased it toward his groin before going back to massage his ass.

My goal was to test the waters to make sure we were both on the same page with what he wanted, but his quick pout helped clear that up. "Daddy…"

Chuckling would've given the wrong signal but it was hard to hold back. "Hmm, I think Daddy needs kisses first. Let me feel your kisses and then I'll see about giving you a big reward."

"Because…because I was a good boy." Before I could even nod, he'd pressed his lips against my neck. "A very good boy."

Who wanted an orgasm but wasn't quite confident enough to spell it out given the new dynamics.

"That's right." With what he wanted clear, I stopped dragging it out and brought my hand to his hip again. "You've been such a good boy. I can't wait to give you a nice big reward."

A wonderfully needy whine escaped and it wasn't anything like what I thought big Paxton would've thought he had to sound like. "Please…"

"Oh, sweet begging. I like that." So it needed to be rewarded. "Such a good boy."

Yes, we were going to spend lots of time reinforcing sexy sounds and submissive begging. Having more information from my cutie also made it easier to keep us moving in the right direction. With Daddy confident and my boy needy, I pushed his legs down because he didn't seem to be able to do it himself.

"I see that my good boy is ready to play with Daddy." His obvious bulge might've been what he was trying to hide but he didn't use his safewords or tell me no.

He did, however, try to hide against me even more thoroughly, so a distraction was in order. "Kisses, cutie. Let me feel my kisses."

Paxton took in a slightly nervous-sounding breath, but he kissed my neck and even gave me another as he worked his way higher.

"That's right. Soft lips on a sweet boy." A sweet boy with a hard cock. "You feel so good."

I let him decide if that was about his lips or his cock, but either way it was true. His mouth was soft and his cock was hard, and they were both perfect. Just barely caressing along his shaft had him moaning against my skin, but he really lit up when I rubbed my palm down the length of his dick.

He shook and his arms wrapped around me so he could hug me tight, but he was brave enough to push his legs down more and give me complete access to his sexy body. "Good boy, that's right. You know you belong to Daddy."

Paxton nodded faintly against me, but I wasn't sure if he'd registered what I'd said or not. "Please…please, Daddy…"

That didn't let me know what he thought of belonging to me, but I knew what he was begging for.

"Yes, I'm going to give my good boy penis tickles and tinglies, and you're going to love your reward." His squeak was his only verbal response, but I got another kiss and he started sucking on my earlobe like I was his binkie.

"That's right. Daddy's good boy gets special rewards." But I wasn't going to rush into them, so I rubbed him through his clothes for a few more seconds to make sure safewords wouldn't pop out.

They didn't.

He whined and whimpered.

He made needy sounds and licked me.

But no colors…not even random ones.

So I released the front of his pants and eased the zipper down just enough to free his cock. Leaving him as clothed as I could as I pushed his briefs down in the front, I rubbed the head of his erection and teased his slit as he sucked in another breath and thrust up against my hand. "Tickles for a good boy."

The playfulness of the scene might've fried his brain but he held on tight and made quick inhales that made me want to laugh. He was dramatic even without words and it was adorable. It also wasn't going to last long because precum had already slicked the head, and every time I ran my fingers over his slit, his cock throbbed.

"I love how you like my tickles." He also loved it when I pressed against the tip based on the sounds it got me. "You're such a good boy."

He licked my ear and nibbled on it before going back to sucking, and it was entirely too easy to picture his lips wrapped around something a lot lower. I knew I wouldn't last if he kept it up, so I worked his cock faster. "Let me see how much you love Daddy's attention. Let me see how much you love getting rewards for being a good boy."

All it took to push him over the edge was wrapping my hand around his shaft and giving it one long stroke. Paxton let out the sexiest moan and his body tensed as his cock throbbed and his orgasm fired through him.

I kept playing with him until he went limp against me and settled back into just snuggling into my neck. Most of his mess was in my hand, so I brought it up to my lips and started to taste my boy. I didn't think there was anything odd about it, but Paxton went still.

It didn't seem to be a safeword issue, so I just licked up his cum before tucking him back into his pants. "We'll clean you up in a second. I can't reach the tissues. My arms are too short."

That got a giggle out of him, so it seemed we'd turned the tide on the cum issue. "You can just reach your books."

"Yep. It's my book chair." Getting real words made me smile and I eased him back just enough to look into his eyes as he blushed and squirmed. "What are your limits in getting a kiss right now?"

Eyes going wide, he licked his lips. "I…I like kissing?"

It wasn't terribly confident, so I had a feeling he'd never tasted himself on a lover before, but I didn't question him. "I'm glad. I like kissing too."

Bringing my lips to his, I brushed against them lightly until he opened his mouth. I didn't know if it was instinctual or not on his part, but I deepened the kiss, letting him taste himself on my tongue as I made love to his mouth.

His moans vibrated through me as he went boneless again, wrapping himself around me as I kissed him until he was breathless. When I finally released his lips, he was fuzzy-brained and his gaze was unfocused, so I gave him a gentle peck. "I'm really liking our first date, cutie."

Licking his lips, he nodded slowly. "I…me too, Daddy."

I had no doubt about that, but hearing him put so much effort into his words made it even more perfect…and I hoped our second date would be just as memorable.