all over his body. Or maybe it was the sucking at his earlobe? The hand stroking his thigh, so wickedly close to his cock?
Anyway, Pitney’s head swam and he cuddled closer against his boyfriend as he felt a delicious pulling in his groin. Rafael wrapped one arm around him and tucked him into the crook of his shoulder. It was the typical couples-sitting-together position, and Pitney just loved it.
“Well, of course! I like it when you’re a teasing little brat. The more we get to know each other, the more you feel free to act this way.”
“And... that’s okay? To be a bratty tease, I mean?” Pitney asked curiously. Sure, Rafael had been delighted when he’d found out about Pitney’s urge to top. Or his kink for dirty talk. Whenever Rafael used his deep, husky voice to murmur naughty things into his ear, things he wanted Pitney to do with him, he came so hard his ears were ringing. However, this was his first try at a serious relationship. He couldn’t deny he was afraid of doing something wrong and scaring Rafael away.
When the waiter served their ice-cream and strudel, both men nodded their thanks. Rafael waited until the bristly man was gone before he answered.
“Yeah, I like you teasing me. It’s the mix between the sweet shyness cocooning you, and the cockiness I see peeking through that attracts me so much. I feel this need to tickle the cockiness out of you more often. I think we both would enjoy the result,” he said with a wink. Then he brushed a soft kiss to his lips.
Pitney laughed and returned the kiss. “Sounds good. Can I ask you a question?”
“Anything you like.”
“I meant to ask sooner, but then I thought it wasn’t something I wanted to discuss over the phone. So, how distinct is your urge to... submit? What I want to know is, how kinky are you exactly? I did some research and read some stuff about BDSM and, well...”
Rafael smiled tenderly. “That’s a considerate question, Pitney. It’s also good to know that you’re interested in learning about my kinks and, at the same time, about your own likes and dislikes. To answer your question, I like to submit sexually to men who are physically weaker than me. It turns me on when they tell me what to do or hold me down during sex. Apart from that, I’m pretty much vanilla though.”
Pitney blinked his eyes, needing a second to think. “So, how far are you ready to go when it comes to submitting?” Honestly, he was a bit dumbfounded that Rafael felt comfortable enough to discuss this topic while sitting in a restaurant. Oh, and it surprised him even more that he had the guts to ask those questions.
Rafael hummed and licked blueberry sauce off his spoon. “I’m okay with spanking, and I’d even allow you to tie me to the bed if you like. Toys are okay, too.” Rafael waggled his brows. “However, I’m not into visiting those clubs or signing a contract with anyone. I respect people who live that lifestyle, but it’s not my cup of tea. As I said, I’m more vanilla and prefer not to have sex while others watch and stuff like that.”
Pitney breathed a huge sigh of relief. He could freely admit that he was just starting to figure out what he liked and didn’t like when it came to sex. But he’d never once thought about parading someone around on a leash. Okay, so he understood there were as many facets to BDSM as there were colors in the world. But he thought he was a vanilla guy, too.
“So, you’re not expecting me to collar you?” he asked with a teasing wink.
Rafael snorted. “Not really. I’m just a guy who prefers to bottom and follow orders during sex. What about you? Ever thought about collaring anyone?”
“Oh, god, no. It’s okay if other’s do it, and some of the videos I’ve watched online were hot, but I have no desire to do that stuff with you. I’d say we’re on the same vanilla page.” Pitney snickered and pecked Rafael’s lips.
“Then,” Rafael said, dragging out the word while scooping
Anyway, Pitney’s head swam and he cuddled closer against his boyfriend as he felt a delicious pulling in his groin. Rafael wrapped one arm around him and tucked him into the crook of his shoulder. It was the typical couples-sitting-together position, and Pitney just loved it.
“Well, of course! I like it when you’re a teasing little brat. The more we get to know each other, the more you feel free to act this way.”
“And... that’s okay? To be a bratty tease, I mean?” Pitney asked curiously. Sure, Rafael had been delighted when he’d found out about Pitney’s urge to top. Or his kink for dirty talk. Whenever Rafael used his deep, husky voice to murmur naughty things into his ear, things he wanted Pitney to do with him, he came so hard his ears were ringing. However, this was his first try at a serious relationship. He couldn’t deny he was afraid of doing something wrong and scaring Rafael away.
When the waiter served their ice-cream and strudel, both men nodded their thanks. Rafael waited until the bristly man was gone before he answered.
“Yeah, I like you teasing me. It’s the mix between the sweet shyness cocooning you, and the cockiness I see peeking through that attracts me so much. I feel this need to tickle the cockiness out of you more often. I think we both would enjoy the result,” he said with a wink. Then he brushed a soft kiss to his lips.
Pitney laughed and returned the kiss. “Sounds good. Can I ask you a question?”
“Anything you like.”
“I meant to ask sooner, but then I thought it wasn’t something I wanted to discuss over the phone. So, how distinct is your urge to... submit? What I want to know is, how kinky are you exactly? I did some research and read some stuff about BDSM and, well...”
Rafael smiled tenderly. “That’s a considerate question, Pitney. It’s also good to know that you’re interested in learning about my kinks and, at the same time, about your own likes and dislikes. To answer your question, I like to submit sexually to men who are physically weaker than me. It turns me on when they tell me what to do or hold me down during sex. Apart from that, I’m pretty much vanilla though.”
Pitney blinked his eyes, needing a second to think. “So, how far are you ready to go when it comes to submitting?” Honestly, he was a bit dumbfounded that Rafael felt comfortable enough to discuss this topic while sitting in a restaurant. Oh, and it surprised him even more that he had the guts to ask those questions.
Rafael hummed and licked blueberry sauce off his spoon. “I’m okay with spanking, and I’d even allow you to tie me to the bed if you like. Toys are okay, too.” Rafael waggled his brows. “However, I’m not into visiting those clubs or signing a contract with anyone. I respect people who live that lifestyle, but it’s not my cup of tea. As I said, I’m more vanilla and prefer not to have sex while others watch and stuff like that.”
Pitney breathed a huge sigh of relief. He could freely admit that he was just starting to figure out what he liked and didn’t like when it came to sex. But he’d never once thought about parading someone around on a leash. Okay, so he understood there were as many facets to BDSM as there were colors in the world. But he thought he was a vanilla guy, too.
“So, you’re not expecting me to collar you?” he asked with a teasing wink.
Rafael snorted. “Not really. I’m just a guy who prefers to bottom and follow orders during sex. What about you? Ever thought about collaring anyone?”
“Oh, god, no. It’s okay if other’s do it, and some of the videos I’ve watched online were hot, but I have no desire to do that stuff with you. I’d say we’re on the same vanilla page.” Pitney snickered and pecked Rafael’s lips.
“Then,” Rafael said, dragging out the word while scooping
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