Anything You Want

“Here, let me get those...”

You grab a tea towel and dry the dishes, one by one, and put them back in the cupboard.

Doing the dishes after dinner with you is one of my favourite parts of the evening. It sounds boring, I know, but it’s… peaceful. Routine.

You made a delicious chicken risotto; it was your turn for dinner tonight. I wash, you put away. The sun’s starting to set outside, and we’ve got a beautiful view from our kitchen window.

The sky is streaked with orange and pink with late summer light. Birds are chirping, and the leaves are starting to change colour.

It’s…It’s perfect.

“Aaannd done.”

As I dry my hands, you wrap your arms around me from behind.

“Thanks for dinner. I really love your cooking. I don’t think I say that enough. ”

You really pulled out the stops. After what seemed like the never-ending week at work, I came home to the apartment completely spotless, a home-cooked candlelit dinner and my favourite, double chocolate fudge cake, baked from scratch.

“It’s okay. I wanted to spoil you. ”

“You always spoil me.”

“I know, but… I wanted to really spoil you.”

I turn around, cupping your face in my hands.

“But that cookbook I got you definitely helps.”

“Hey!”

You swipe your hand through the sudsy water in the sink, splashing some on me.

“Oh, that’s how it is? Two can play that game. ”

“Hey! This shirt’s new! ”

You splash me again, and drops of water drip off the counter onto the floor as I grab a big heap of soapy bubbles and blow them in your direction.

You dodge me - I try, and fail, to block the water that drenches the front of my t-shirt, making it cling to my skin.

I grab your arm and pull you against me.

“You brat…”

“It’s one of your favorite things about me, don’t lie.”

“True. I… I really needed that. Just…being with you like this. ”

“What? Doing the dishes together?”

“You know what I mean.”

“Yeah, we both needed that. I’ve hated seeing you so stressed out. ”

I wrap my arms around your waist and draw you even closer, your body pressed up against mine. I take in your scent, the faint smell of my favorite cologne lingering on your skin…

How your tongue slips into my mouth and your body sinks against mine…

I slide my hands down your back and I grip your ass.

I love how you gasp against my lips and your cheeks go red.

Even now, you still get so flustered. It’s so cute…

You trail sweet kisses along my jaw and my neck. Your fingers caress the gap between my collarbone and my shirt, and warmth courses through me.

It’s… cozy. It’s heated and our kiss grows more urgent, but it’s not rushed. It goes deeper than just needing each other because it’s been a while.

We need each other, body and mind.

I’ve been so fucking distant with work, I’ve barely had time to spend time with you. To just be with you.

Even if we’re doing nothing and just scrolling while semi-watching our favourite anime series for the tenth time. At least we’re together.

As you kiss along my chest through my shirt, you gently tug at my belt. Fuck… that look in your eyes always gets me… instantly.

You lower to your knees and start to unbuckle my belt.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, you want me to stop?”

“I…well, I didn’t say that…”

“I just want to make you feel good… daddy… ”

Fuck… How long has it been since you called me daddy?

You know exactly what that does to me. All you have to do is say that one word, and it makes me fucking feral.

“Yes… You know how to make me feel good, don’t you?” ”

A pleased smile tugs at the corners of your mouth, and you run your palm over the bulge in my pants. Before carefully pulling down the zipper.

“That’s it…”

You pull my pants and boxers down, and my cock springs free. God, you’re so close… your lips merely inches from the tip.

I’d love to just pull you onto my cock and fuck your face until I cum down your throat. It wouldn’t be the first time, and you love it when I get rough.

But it’s been so long since I was ‘daddy’. I want to reconnect with you… with this part of us. Now isn’t the time for rough.

You reach out and gently grip my shaft, and a flush of colour deepens in your cheeks…

“Be a good boy… open your mouth for me…”

Not taking your eyes off me, you obey, sticking your tongue out a little.

“Good. Now go slow, okay? Daddy wants to enjoy you… ”

“Is this what you needed, hm?”

“Yes”

“Keep going. A little deeper - that’s– Ohhh yeah… ”

Fuck, you feel so good… My head falls back and my jaw falls open.

I’m really having to hold on tight to the counter or my knees are going to give out… I rest my hand gently on your head, threading my fingers in your hair...just letting you do what you want.

Letting you please me…

“Just like that, take your time…You’re such a good boy, aren’t you? Doing what daddy tells you… Being a good mouth for me… ”

Heat ripples through my body as you take me deeper.

I feel myself reach the back of your throat. You’ve always been so fucking good at this…

As you move back to the tip, you run your tongue right along the vein running up from my shaft. My cock pulses in your mouth, and my hips flex.

I grip your hair a little tighter, gently fucking your face. My knees shake a little, and I tighten my grip in your hair.

“Good boy. You want to be good for daddy? Let him use your mouth a little? ”

Ffffuuuuccckk… you’re doing so well… Gradually building the pressure and suction in your mouth, then stopping to breathe, running your tongue along the head.

I guide your head back, releasing you from my mouth. When I pull your head back to look at me, a wave of heat, near animalistic, rushes through my body.

“So good for me…”

I run my thumb over your lower lip.

“Come on… on your feet.”

I take your hands in mine and help you up, leading you into the living room, kissing you as we walk blindly toward the couch, slowly stripping our clothes off as we go…

My hands roam over your body, slipping under your t-shirt.

Feeling your softness, your warmth… Your skin caressing mine as I tug my t-shirt off…then yours.

“I missed you…”

“I missed you too…”

I fall back onto the couch, trailing my hands up your back, cradling your face in my hands as you tease your lips down my chest…

When I reach down to run my palm over the bulge in your sweatpants, you smile against my chest.

“Don’t worry about me… I want to focus on you… ”

Your lips travel lower…down my stomach… My skin tingles at your touch, my toes curling into the carpet as I watch you.

You love every second of this, I can see it. You’ve always loved being the “giver” in our relationship. Making sure I’m happy no matter what.

Wanting to spoil me, just like I love spoiling you.

You slip your fingers into my jeans and boxers, still around my thighs and slide them the rest of the way down my legs.

I dig my fingertips into the couch cushions, letting my head fall back as you kiss up my legs, tenderly kissing up my inner thighs…

Until you run your tongue up my shaft…

“I want you to have fun, okay? Worship my cock…and I want you to edge me. ”

“Edging, hm? That’s usually my thing. ”

“I want to make this last…”

You tease my shaft, slowly stroking and twisting, carefully pulling the flesh back and exposing the head.

“Stroke it… Good boy… I want you to worship it…I’ll tell you when I’m close, okay? ”

“Yes, daddy…”

You don’t rush as you suck my cock, licking, sucking and kissing the tip before you take me deeper. You’re so fucking good with your mouth.

“So good for me… Go a little faster, babe… ”

Fffuucckk yes… my fingers curl into the cushions as you move your head a little faster. Massaging my balls with your free hand.

Fuck, they’re so sensitive already… If you keep doing that I’ll cum…

I don’t want to cum yet…I want to last… But you’re making it so difficult.

You peak up, watching me struggle, and your eyes flash with amusement.

“Getting frustrated?”

“Fucking brat. How long has it been since you last had a punishment? ”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, daddy…”

“Fuck… yeah, keep doing that…”

I shift a little, sliding my back down on the futon and pulling my legs up. Guiding your head down to my balls.

You run your tongue along the sensitive skin, carefully sucking each one into your mouth, rolling them along your tongue as you suck ever so slightly harder.

“Good boy…you know how to make daddy feel good…”

You pump faster and my whole body grows taut… I love the way you’re running your tongue so softly over my balls with…every kiss.. Oh my god I’m getting close…

“Yeah…don’t stop… Right there… Fuck, I’m so close… ”

“Okay, slow down – slow down… Yeah…oh god, that’s good… ”

“Hmmm, you want it again?”

“More…Give me more. Edge me more like that. Good boy… ”

“You want my fingers inside you?”

“Oh yeah…please…”

You bring your middle finger to your lips and suck. I can see the string of saliva as you then trail it down my balls… Down lower…until you reach my asshole.

“Ohhh…”

“Ohh my god…”

You take me deeper as you massage my asshole. Carefully circling the entrance. You’re having way too much fun teasing me…and I love it.

I keep my hand on the back of your head, just holding it there, and my hips flex. Fuck, I’m at the back of your throat, and I feel your muscles relax as you take me that little bit further…

Until I’m fucking your mouth…

“Ohhhh…oh my god…Oh my god, fuck, yes…relax for me… Let daddy fuck your throat… ”

You ease the tip of your finger inside me…carefully teasing in and out… And I squeeze around you, my fingers tightening in your hair as you sink in a little deeper.

Fuck, that feels so good.

I grip the chair arm with my free hand and guide your head back up so you’re sucking the tip of my cock. Until I move you down further…

“That’s it… Deeper… ”

You obey, slipping your finger in deeper, pumping… Going right to the knuckle…and out…curling up and… Massaging my prostate…

You slip a second finger inside me, pumping…massaging in a steady rhythm, matching my rocking hips.

All the while you tease me with your mouth, moving closer to the edge again… I’m so close already…I love being edged, but I can’t hold on for long when you do…

I’m usually edging you.God, I want that so badly…after this…I imagine myself taking you upstairs and making you so desperate you’re begging me to fuck you. Pressure builds as waves of pleasure course through me.

Taking me closer…

“I want to cum in your mouth…”

“Fuck, yes, I want it…”

“You want daddy to cum, huh? You want it in your mouth?”

“Mhm… please…”

“Ohh – oh god, I’m cumming…!”

“Ohh god, give me your cum. I want you to cum in my mouth so bad…please… ”

“Yeah, you want it?”

“God, I fucking need it! Please…”

My cock pulses in your mouth as you swallow every last drop of cum. Gradually sucking less intensely until I’m shaking…

I’m so sensitive…and you flash me that proud, smug look as you give the tip one last kiss.

“So, daddy…was that what you needed?”

You look so smug, and how can I not smile when you look at me like that? You know exactly what to do to bring out the Dom in me.

I slip my hand around the back of your neck and pull your lips to mine.

“Proud of yourself? You should be… ”

“Yeah?”

I take in your handsome face. Your eyes are so bright…you look so satisfied. I don’t think I’ve seen you this relaxed in a while.

“Yeah. My good boy. Thank you… ”

“What for?”

“For being so good…for once.”

“Hey!”

I wrap my arm tighter around you, brushing back a lock of hair from your face.

“No, seriously. Thank you. I’ve been so distant these last two weeks and… It wasn’t fair to you. ”

“I know. Just talk to me, okay? You don’t have to deal with all that on your own, you know.”

“I know. I just didn’t want to bring work home with me, you know? Here with you, it’s my little safe haven. ”

“You are too. But I don’t want you to stress over me, okay? You know me, if something’s wrong, I’ll tell you.”

“Oh, don’t I know.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I get to my feet, my eyes not leaving yours as I take your hand, leading you with me to the stairs.

“Where are we going?”

“Well, since you did such a good job… We’ve got some catching up to do… ”

“Yes, daddy.”