Morning ☀️ ❤.
First work day after my vacation ahead of me. I'm really not in the mood, but at least it's a sunny day : ). Enjoy ^.^
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(Craig POV)
I felt someone's arms around my body, as somebody lifted me from the sofa. I opened my eyes, still half asleep. Tyler was carrying me somewhere, and I had to blink several times to stay awake.

"Where... where are we going?" I asked in whisper, slowly drifting back to the dream world.

"Go back to sleep," Tyler replied calmly, and I put my head on his naked chest, snuggling into it.

"Tell me... please," I mumbled, closing my eyes.

I felt, as he put me on something soft. Opening my eyes again, I recognized the bed in his room. I watched, as he walked around the bed and lay down next to me.

"I don't want you to sleep on the sofa anymore. Besides I feel lonely here," he said, getting into more comfortable position.

I got under the blanket, facing his back. I smiled to myself, feeling lot better. There weren't any secrets between us anymore, and I felt I could trust him again. I felt like a part of his life, and even though he wasn't an IT expert working for some company, but a skillful man, hacker and a friend of the most famous hitman, I wanted to be by his side at any costs.

I started to drift with my finger upon his naked back, drawing some lines on it. I was immediately awake, feeling familiar hormones creeping into my body.

"Stop," he mumbled, turning so his face was in front of me.

I waited a few seconds, before I gained more courage to do something. I was so afraid of his reaction, I was so afraid of his rejection. Placing my fingers on his cheek, I slowly drifted down. Upon his lips, I continued down on his chest. Out of nowhere he grabbed my hand, preventing my any other movement.

"Stop," he repeated louder, his voice filled with a low growl, which turned me on.

"Don't... don't you like it?" I asked silently, hearing my racing heart.

He opened his eyes, letting me slowly sink into them. They were filled with a lust and desires.

"It's turning me on, Craig. Stop with that and go to sleep," he said, putting my hand back to my body.

He closed his eyes again and sighed. I wasn't quite sure if this was his denial, or the other way.

One last try.

I took a deep breath, slowly running my fingers through his soft hair. I was so terrified at that time, I was checking his reaction with a caution. He opened his eyes again.

"Craig... I'm warning you... I won't be able to stop myself. You're crossing the line," he whisper-growled, and I licked my dry lips.

This was kind of the danger I was looking for. The adrenaline, needs, lust filled my veins and I looked directly into his eyes.

"Don't stop then," I whispered silently.

He grabbed my hand again, putting it back to my body. He sat up, frustrated running his fingers through his hair.

"You said you wanted to take things slowly... I don't want to fuck up our relationship only because I'm horny as fuck right now," he said, and I smiled to myself.

I felt victorious, just because I could make him horny only from the touch. I quickly sat up, hugging him behind. I felt his muscles under my fingers.

"I want you, Tyler," I silently moaned his name into his ear, feeling his body tense up.

"Stop... stop..." he kept repeating, and I slowly licked his ear, moaning sweetly.

I was immediately pinned down to the bed, unable to move my hands, which he was holding above my head.

"I warned you," he growled, and a moan escape through my lips.

He kissed me, passion and lust filled in it. I was already heated up, I was on fire. I wanted to run with my fingers through his hair, tugging them a little, but he held my hands up. He pulled away, both of us gasping for air. I knew we already broke the wall between us, we burned the bridges, and there was no going back. I didn't want to.

"Tyler," I whispered, letting another moan escape my mouth.

"You're so hot," he replied in deep tone, which turned me on more.

"T-take me... please," I moaned out, trying to get my hands free.

He moved his lips to my neck, and I tried to catch my breath. I felt like I've never felt this way, like this was all new to me, even though it wasn't.

"This is not right. We should take things slowly, you were right," he whispered, looking directly into my eyes.

"Fuck what I said, I wasn't thinking straight. Tyler, please. You're the only thing I want now, you're the only thing I need," I quickly said, completely consumed by desires.

I get rid of the shirt I had on. With my finally free hands I quickly ran my fingers through his hair, enjoying its softness.

He licked his way from my neck through my nipples down to my boxers. I gasped for air, gripping his hair tighter.

"T-Tyler," I moaned, slowly loosing my mind.

He get rid of my underwear, licking my member on its length. I quickly bit my lip, trying to hold my moans. As he took it whole into his mouth, I was already on fire. I couldn't breath properly, I couldn't control my mind or my body.

"Daddy."

As he started slowly bopping his head up and down, using his tongue and hand, I arched my back, letting a few loud moans out. I wasn't even embarrassed by it, I felt amazing.

After a few more minutes, when my moans filled the room, I found myself being on the edge of the sweet end. I noticed Tyler knew it as he fastened his work. Through my whole body went so many sweet hormones and I had a feeling I blacked out for a few seconds from it.

I tried to catch my breath, calm my heart, when he leaned over to me. I looked into his eyes, which looked shinier then ever.

"Get on your fours, baby boy," he whispered seductively, before he sat up next to me.

I did what he asked me to do, even though my body wasn't listening completely. I felt him getting behind me.

"You're such a good boy, aren't you?" He whispered, and I slightly nodded.

"Yes, daddy."

"Alright, I'm going to stretch you up a little, ok?"

"You can go right in, I'm used to this pain," I replied, feeling honored that he wanted to prep me first.

"I know, but we don't have to do it like always. Are you ok with that?"

I slowly smiled, looking down at my fingers. I felt his hands on my butt, getting all warmed up.

"Yes."

"Yes, who?" He demanded his answer.

"Yes, daddy."

I felt his finger going slowly into my hole, and I tried relax as much as I could. Not long after that he put in another one, and as he began to scissor it I gasped for air. My hands stopped listening to me, and I felt down on my face, my butt still sticking up.

"Please," I moaned desperately.

I needed to feel him inside, I wanted to be whole again. As my body started to respond on its path with the fingers inside me, I moaned louder.

"Please what? What do you want from me?" He teased, and I could imagine his smirk plastered on his face.

"Just fuck me already," I breathed out, kind of frustrated.

"I want to have fun little more longer," he replied cockily.

"Please. Oh my fucking God, just fuck me! I'm begging you," I pleaded desperately, receiving a chuckle from him.

"Fine," he whispered, spanking my butt.

Not longer after that I felt him around the hole. I gasped for air, silently crying out from the pain, as he thrusted in.

"Tyler," I moaned louder, when he hit my sweet spot, which made me back on my all fours.

He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back a little, as he was still thrusting inside me. He leaned over my body, leaving a sweet kisses on my back. But the only thing I could think off was the increasing euphoria as I was reaching my edge.

"Daddy."

"Say my name," he commanded deeply.

"Fuck, Tyler," I moaned louder, receiving a silent growl from him which turned me on even more.

After a few thrust, when I thought I reached the end of the world, his next thrust send me over the edge and I fell down again. I felt his semen filling my hole, feeling so good.

As he pulled himself away from me, I rolled myself on the back, catching my breath. He leaned over to me, pecking me quickly on the lips.

"Is this what you wanted?" He asked, completely out of his breath.

"Yes. Thank you."

"Get yourself cleaned up. I think I should change the sheets meanwhile," he smiled at me, and I locked my tired arms around his neck.

"It's ok, we will do it tomorrow. Let's just go to sleep," I whispered.

"I love you," he said silently, and my stomach did a few flips.

"I love you too, Tyler. I love you too."