Page 48 of Lucky Sucker

“Are you trying to charm me?” I asked. “Mr. Dragon.”

“I’m not Mr. Dragon,” he said, wiggling his ass more furiously. “I’m little dragon, and I haven’t burned down your house.” He looked behind, his chin pressing into his shoulder. “So, pretty please can I have those teddies.”

“That is good dragon behavior.” I tossed one of the smaller teddies in his direction.

Wren immediately pulled the teddy into the front of his onesie. “Yum.” He smacked his lips. “Oops.”

“Did you just eat it?”

“I’m keeping it warm,” he giggled and jiggled his ass for me. It had me in a hypnotic trance, just seeing it like two fleshy bowls of Jell-O, teasing me to dive in headfirst and explore him. “Can I have another?”

Something I’d learned was within this style of play, taking on the role meant becoming a caretaker who had to make sure their little was using manners, and rewarding good behavior, just as they would at that age. “What’s the magic word?” I asked.

“I don’t know magic,” he said. “I’m not a witch. I promise. I’m just a dragon.”

“Well, no more teddies without that magic word. It starts with a P.”

He hummed and humped his hips into the bed. “Please can I have another teddy? I’m being my teddy horde.”

“A teddy horde?” I asked, throwing another smaller teddy toward him, landing on the back of his neck. “I hope you’re going to command them to do good.”

“Of course, I’m a good dragon.”

I tossed him another teddy. It was surprisingly fun for me. I’d been unsure on how this play would feel. The idea that I was only entertaining it because I liked Wren was now out of the window since I was enjoying it for me, and the wisp of tingles that traveled from my stomach into my cock.

Wren crawled across the bed until he was forcing himself between my legs. I tried to keep them shut, so he didn’t see the erection I’d tried to hide in the fabric of my sweatpants. “Is that a dragon?” he asked, spotting my cock as it raised across my thigh.“Or is that your dragon tail?” He glanced up at me, his tongue wetting his lips.

“I’m a dragon as well,” I said, making claws shapes from my hands and down acorss Wren’s back I began to tickle and scratch him. “You’re mine, you’re all mine now.”

As he giggled and tried to pull away, all the teddies he’deatencame falling out through the bottom of the onesie, right where his ass had been poking through. I pulled him into my arms and held him tight. He stopped wiggling and gave in to the kisses on his neck.

“Is it your tail?” Wren asked again, his hand positioned beside it on my thigh. “I won’t tell the others that you’re a dragon.”

My cock throbbed naturally itching for his touch. It was an all new experience. My body was betraying me and my words, I’d wanted to keep teasing him, but I was only teasing myself.

21. WREN

Daddy was a dragon now, or at least he had a tail in the front of his sweatpants, and I’d been eager to explore. I needed to see if his tail was bigger than mine, and as a new dragon tradition, I wanted to see what it tasted like.

He undressed while I stayed in my onesie. His muscles twitched and flexed in the same way I’d seem him do it in the shower, rolling the water off his chest. It was mesmerizing. I continued to keep my eyes on him while he became completely naked in front of me.

“You like to watch?” he asked. “I know you do. What do you want to see me do?” His brows rose. “Think carefully, because this is your reward.”

There was so much I wanted to see him do, and I was high on that list of things. I wanted him to do me first. “I want you to show me your arm muscles. Because a Daddy’s got to have the biggest and most strongest arm muscles.”

He flexed his biceps, showing just how much they could grow from a little flick of muscle movement. I was distracted by his entire body on show, I didn’t know what I wanted to touch first, so I dove head first into his arm pits and inhaled the sweet musk his body gave off. It was divine, I wanted it to all rub off on me.

He almost put me into a headlock with the way I was forcing my entire body onto him.

“Is that all you wanted?” he asked, reaching out across my back until he’d pulled me up enough to feel my ass and gave me some playful full-handed grasps. “Because I think I know something else you might want.”

I didn’t know how intimate he wanted to be or go with me. I’d never been with someone who had confessed to having little sex drive, or being demisexual. But if he was touching on me in that way, I was going to take Daddy’s cues and let him lead.

From there, I touched his cock. It was warm in my hand and throbbed back at me as I continued to press my face into his pit. His body had a natural musk to it that even the soap and scented body washes couldn’t touch, it wasn’t a bad thing, it was him, and I was so deeply desperate to have every sense memory stored in a vault.

“Good boy,” his words were soft, making me wiggle around in excitement.

From the selection of lubes, we played with the tingle one. I applied some to Daddy’s nipple, but only because he’d told me they were sensitive, and I knew his pleasure stemmed from somewhere much deeper. I still wasn’t fully clued into what demisexuality meant, but from his reaction to being around me, it was an honor that he chose me.