Beds Aren't For Sleeping

It’s so warm here

Lying next to you in this bed

But I don’t feel tired at all

I feel a burning warmth between my thighs

How could I get tired when I know your cock would be hard for me in seconds?

I turn to look at you

Your cute, stupid face, completely unaware of my plans

“Baby roll over,” I whisper into your ear

You stir, but still have that dumb look

“Roll. Over.”

I command you this time, which gets me the desired effect

I press myself into your back and bring my hand firmly against your chest

“That’s a good boy…”

“Hmm?” You mumble as my hand slowly drags down

My fingers graze gently over the weak outline in your boxers, and I feel your body shiver against me

“Wha-” My other hand clamps over your mouth before you can make another sound

“Don’t resist.”

I push my hand beneath your boxers and pull out your cock, already firming against my touch

“This is mine.”

“Mhmph.”

You nod your head vigorously, and I grin to myself

I stroke you, slowly at first

“So hard already… you’re pathetic.”

“Mmf!”

I move faster now, my grip moving up and down to the beat of your labored breaths against my fingers

“Mnngh hmhngh…”

“You’re getting close already? Fucking pervert.”

I move my hand down, gripping and tugging on your balls

“Anngh!”

You yelp, and I ease my hold, cooing into your ear

“Shhh, you were just too excited. It’s okay, I forgive you.”

My fingers rise back to the tip of your cock, collecting the small stream of pre-cum you made for me

“Clean up this mess.”

I push my wet fingers into your mouth, coating your tongue with your own fluid

“Aah, please… please let me cum.”

I giggle and grip your face between the fingers of one hand, squeezing your cheeks together

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? But it’s not your cock, not anymore. You don’t get to say.”

I slam your back against the mattress, straddling you with a laugh as I see the mix of terror and desire in your eyes

“No… I think you’re gonna have to wait all night.”