#smscene

[hanged-man-xii]

“I want you.” I say, grinning as his eyes widen with my very direct demand.

“What would you like me to do?” His cheeks are red and he looks down in an adorable shy manner. Right now, I feel that he will obey any order I give him.

“Just touch me.”

“Where should I touch you?” He gets closer to me, flustered and breathing heavily from the excitement. 

“Anywhere you like.” His trembling hands slowly grab my shoulders, slide through my chest and belly, but they hesitate for too long before going even lower. I pull him towards me by his nape, feeling his slight shiver as I start running my lips from his neck to his ear.

“I told you earlier that I didn’t need any help, but... There’s actually something I want from you.” When I bite his ear lobe, I do it so hard that blood starts flowing out. He moans loudly, but not from pain. I gather some blood with my fingers and put it at his sight.

If his face was already perfect before, I can’t describe what it looks like as I provocatively lick that warm redness from my skin. The last drop of it is for his lips.

“Oh god, yes. Yes, I’ll do anything you want.” He falls to his knees, begging not only with words, but also with his watery eyes. So this is all it takes for his fun and sassy demeanors to fly away, huh.