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Oct 16, 2019 3:40 PM
sky/jean lemon dl;dr
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When Jean starts to wake, Sky is inside him.

He’s barely moving, just kissing his face and murmuring to him, pressed up against him, stroking his hair.

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He forgets to be afraid of anything.

This is -- it feels like sacrilege to call it a kink, it's just good, to be taken care of while he sleeps and be loved and held and owned.

His head is throbbing and when he tries to speak it comes out an inarticulate rasping noise and he's so happy.

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“Shhh. Shh. You don’t have to talk.”

He nuzzles his cheek.

“Just feel good, precious thing.”

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He feels so good.

I love you, he mouths, and rocks up against Sky, just a little. Moving is still hard; it makes his head swim.

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“I love you too.”

He starts to move properly, still slow but enough to really feel.

“More than anyone. More than anything.”

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His body was already halfway there without him, aroused by Sky using him while he was unconscious. Now his mind's there too, and he's closer than he would have thought possible this quickly.

He doesn't try to beg. Toys don't.

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"Precious thing – pretty doll – oh –"

He buries his face in Jean's shoulder and whimpers as he moves in him.

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Hearing the praise -- hearing Sky feel ...

Good toys don't come until they're told. So their owners can have them as desperate as they want them.

And he's Sky's good toy.

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He is. He is.

 

Sky comes, presently, moaning into Jean's shoulder and holding him tightly against him, twitching inside him.

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So good so good.

 

"Thank you."

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He kisses Jean on the cheek.

"Good."

And now he's touching him, properly.

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He moans, moves with the touch. Everything is so good right now -- maybe it's going somewhere, maybe it's not, it doesn't matter, the only thing that matters is what Sky wants.

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“You came back to me.”

He strokes him firmly, kisses his jaw.

“I think you get to come.”

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"Thank you, thank you--" and it's only another moment before he comes.

He's never come before and liked it except on Sky's foot. He's crying with the sheer indulgence of it.

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It’s okay to give him a treat, once in a while.

He offers Jean his hand, when he’s done.

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He is so so good and careful and thorough with it.

(Sky could take this away, if he wanted. Jean will just have to be very very good so he never wants to.)

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He watches, satisfied, until Jean's cleaned him up all the way.

"...you tried to tap out. It was very cute."

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...he blushes.

"In France -- the really good schools for trainers -- they make you try the other side of everything, at least once. But you get a safeword."

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He pats him.

"We'll get rid of the habit."

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"Yes, Sky. Thank you, Sky." Real gratitude.

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Now Sky is going to kiss him.

 

"Does it hurt?"

He touches Jean's neck.

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He tilts up his chin. "Yes, Sky. Not very much, but it hurts."

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"That's good."

He kisses the flushed skin where he knows there'll be a bruise.

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Happy sigh. "It's a lovely collar. Thank you, Sky."

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"I like giving you nice things."

He ruffles his hair.

"...I need to take you out somewhere when it comes in. Don't you think?"

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