Unbidden, they offered me their throat early in the afternoon.
Throughout the day, reminders.
By late evening, an eagerness, actualizing the offer.
I brushed my teeth first so that I got into bed first, wanting to prop up my pillows and for them to be the ones who come to me.
They kissed me.
They pulled the heavy blankets down halfway.
They touched me.
From tip to base over the sack and back. Gently. Barely. By the time they kissed the tip, I thought I’d had enough of waiting.
Tender, barely-there kisses down the length. Caresses starting from the head. I was a vase in their care.
They pulled the heavy blankets down all the way. They repositioned for a better angle to suck cock from.
They were hungry. They didn’t wait before taking most of me in.
I could only moan.
I pawed at their chest.
Was swatted away.
I pawed again.
Hand held firm against the bed.
Other hand held firm against the bed.
They fucked their face on my cock, harder than before.
I could only moan.