He was right. He always had the full-face mask on. Kissing never entered into it. I’d planned to tell him after the first night we’d played, but I couldn’t bring myself to the next night and it snowballed.
I’d wanted to tell him, but I hadn’t known how.
“I liked it,” I told him.
He touched his lips. “Do it again?”
I grabbed him by the back of the neck and teased my lips over his. He whined but didn’t push for more. Such a good boy.
“Open your lips for me.”
Aiden parted them, but barely.
I bit his lower one. “More.”
He opened his mouth further, welcoming me there.
I grunted and shoved my tongue between them, prying his mouth open. He moaned into my mouth.
“Give me all your sounds.”
“Yes, Daddy.” It was the smallest thing but it told me what I needed to know. There was room to go forward.
Create a relationship with him.
“My Prince.” I kissed him thoroughly, fucking his mouth like I was going to fuck him later and he knew it, too. I could tell by every eager and needy moan.
I moved my hand from his nape to his throat, pushing him back. He whined and tried to keep kissing me, but I forced him to his knees.
“I’m not going to play unless you agree to talk about things rationally later and not try to dig yourself out again.”
He mumbled something I didn’t catch.
“What was that?”
“Okay.”
“Is that what you said?”
He shook his head.
“What did you say?” I asked, stroking my thumb over his carotid.
His eyes rolled back. “I don’t want to say.”
“If you don’t tell me now, you will not like how I get it out of you.”
“I said fine but I won’t be happy about it.” He lifted indignant eyes to meet mine. “Now can we play?”
“I didn’t think you would be happy but here we are.” I leaned down and rewarded him with a kiss. “You’re going to go lie face down on your bed, ass on the edge for me and wait. Do you understand?”
Aiden nodded and I released him. He slowly rose to his feet and turned towards his bedroom.
I looked around the small cabin. I didn’t have most of my toys here. I was going to have to be innovative with what I used. My eyes landed on the garland slung over his mantle and ideas started to fill my head. Carefully I took it down and put it over my shoulder, next I took a string of lights he had draped around a smaller tree and a few bells hung there. The only downside to our regular library scenes was that I had been missing these moments of improvisation a new setting provided.
We could have a lot of fun. More fun at my place. I had ideas of things I could have him do in the library for me, too. There were so many options. I carried the items into the bedroom and set them on the bed in front of Aiden’s face, taking my place behind him.
He looked over his shoulder, the question in his eyes, but he stayed silent. He laid bent over the bed, like I’d asked, still fully clothed. He knew me well, better than I’d ever let a person know me before. Because it was safe, or it had been. I wasn’t sure where all the trust had gone since Aiden realized I was his secret Daddy. Were those things so fragile they’d all fall apart when the snow melted?
“Perfect, you’re so perfect.” I skimmed my fingers up his spine, enjoying the more casual look.
I tried to stop myself from picturing all the ways we could be. Him at my feet in front of the fire. The stubble on his cheek rubbing against my thigh as I stroked my fingers through the soft locks of his hair. His weight in my arms as I carried him to bed after he fell asleep. The way he’d pressed his face into my chest while he slept. Morning breath, and mussed hair. I craved all those things with him.
I tugged down his sweats, admiring his ass, brushing my fingers up the split of him. He shivered under my touch. My dick was out before I realized. I rubbed it over his opening. We’d never just fucked, there was always plenty of play to prime us both but tensions were high. Roughly I gripped his hips and kept rubbing myself between his cheeks, fucking myself along his split. He gasped and pushed against me, roughly chasing the friction I provided. He tilted his hips and moaned, begging with his body.
My mouth filled with saliva, I wanted inside him. I always wanted to be inside Aiden. Leaning forward, I spit on his hole, using the tip of my cock to massage the saliva over him, slicking us both.
He whimpered. “Please.”
“Have you been good?” I asked, leading him to his answer.
“Yes, so good.”
I held back my scoff. “Is that so.”
He nodded vigorously. “What is all this for?” he asked, nodding at the items in front of him. Eager.
And I’d been waiting for it. “We are snowed in, and I don’t have my normal toys, so I thought I’d find something to tie you up with. The garland will be particularly fun. Think of how scratchy it will be.”
He groaned, turning his face into the mattress.
I had to play this just right.
Slowly.
“That’s right, I’m going to gag you with it, too. Nice loops around your head, biting into the corners of your mouth.” I used my thumb to push some of my saliva into his hole.
“Daddy…”
“You want all of that, don’t you? What about the lights? I’m going to wrap them around your cock, tie your balls off, make the pressure so unbearable you’re going to explode the second I touch you.”
He nodded, and squirmed, pushing into me. “Yes, Daddy. I want that.”
“Good, you can have it and more after you talk to me.”
“What? What about?” He gestured at all the stuff on the bed. “I thought we were playing now?”
“You think we’re fucking?” I asked, keeping my voice calmer than I felt.
“Yes.” There was so much lovely begging in his tone.
I nearly gave in. We both needed it, but I pulled back and put my cock away.
“Isn’t that what you’ve been coming to the library for for months?” he asked.
“Nope, not until you talk to me. I’m not going to spend the next two days making you forget who I am so you can make it more permanent the minute we can get out of here.”
I took a breath and turned around, walking out of the room. It was the meanest thing I’d ever done to him, but it had to happen. I couldn’t stand to keep this up, knowing he’d bail as soon as the snow wasn’t holding him here.
He stayed in the bedroom. I was sure his feelings were hurt. He wasn’t used to being told no. I didn’t like doing it but I didn’t see any other way to teach him a lesson. I decided to read my texts from his brother.
Adam: I’m still planning on driving up in the snow today. Not too bad down here. Might not go home until tomorrow. Up that far the roads have got to be impassible but I think I can make it to town, mind if I crash tonight?
Adam: Shit I forgot to check your schedule. You on duty or in town?
Adam: Doesn’t matter I guess. I’ll use my key if you don’t have service. Either you’ll see these and reply or you’ll walk into me naked on your sofa.
Adam: There better be beer in your fridge.
I laughed and rolled my eyes. At least it gave us another night to figure it out. It was bad and good. Adam would be in town, but as long as we didn’t leave, we’d be fine. He wasn’t going to try and come up here. I’d meet him at my house tomorrow and either explain or make up an excuse for not being home.