Page 34 of Matthias's Protective Embrace
He moves slowly, closing the distance between us to crawl back onto my lap. We might still be figuring this out, but something tells me we’re moving in the right direction. As soon as he’s settled, his muscles relax against me.
“That’s better,” I say. “What other questions do you have right now?” There’s a lot of talking ahead of us, but I want to make sure he can sleep without questions swirling through his mind.
“Do I have to call you Daddy?”
I give him a light squeeze. “Thank you for asking. No, you don’t have to. Titles aren’t that important to me. When—if—you choose to use that word, I want it to be because it means something to you.” I try to keep my voice even, leaving out the emotion that I feel thinking about him calling meDaddy. “You can try it at some point when you’re ready, and then we can talk about how you feel. There’s not one right way for us to do this.” I’ve played with people who called me Daddy in bed, but it doesn’t hold the same weight when it’s only for a short period of time when there’s no feeling behind the word.
“What else?” His flat voice makes me think he’s bordering on overwhelmed. I can’t blame him for that. It’s a lot to take in all at once and probably a far cry from what he imagined when he kissed me.
“Let’s take it one step at a time. What are you thinking right now?”
“Um… I guess that it doesn’t sound that much different than our current relationship, but with the addition of sex.” He turns to face me, wiggling his ass against my half-hard cock. “There would be sex, right?”
I can’t help but groan. He’s killing me. “Yes, therewould be sex. When we’re ready.” I added the last part to make sure he knows that it’s not happening tonight. I still want my date.
“Okay, then.” Frank seems satisfied for the moment. There are still a million things I want to mention, reassurances I want from him that he’s not jumping into this without thinking it through. For now, I have to trust that he knows what he wants and that he’s willing to tell me. While he can be timid at times, he speaks his mind well.
“Good, then for tonight, let’s finish this movie and get some sleep. We can talk more in the morning.”
I can sense a hundred arguments going on in his head, but none of them make it to his mouth. Instead, he lets me arrange us so that he’s resting between my legs with his head on my chest. In this position, he must be able to feel how hard I am. As uncomfortable as this is, I hope it reassures him that I’m not pushing him off but rather trying to ensure we build something that extends beyond the bedroom.
At least I hope that’s what we’re working toward. It’s been a long time since I tried this with anyone. If his soft sighs and constant snuggling into me are any indication, I’m doing at least a few things right.
“Okay, time for bed,” I say as soon as the credits start to roll on screen. It’s as much because I’m tired as it is that having him this close to me without allowing myself to touch him properly is killing me. I’ve been at least half-hard since he first kissed me, and his constant repositioning hasn’t helped. I nudge Frank up, and it takes him long enough to respond that he may have dozed off without me noticing.
“Oh, I’ll get going then.” His shoulders fall as he speaks.
“No, Firecracker, you’re staying here tonight.” Amischievous grin spreads across his face. “In the guestroom,” I clarify. As much as I want to have him snuggled up next to me in bed, there’s no way I’ll be able to hold myself back from claiming him if he’s that close.
I expect some sort of argument, but instead, he simply says, “Okay,” before grabbing a few half-finished food containers from the coffee table and shuffling into the kitchen. I follow behind him with the rest of the dishes. It only takes us a few minutes to get everything put away in the dishwasher or fridge. It’s shockingly domestic, the end-of-the-night-cleanup, half asleep, but working side-by-side to get everything done before bed. My parents did this my whole life. I watched them work together to keep the house maintained. We frequently had help in the house for some pieces, but mostly, it was the two of them late at night, cleaning the kitchen or living room. It always looked… boring.
It’s different on the inside, being the one working with a partner to accomplish a necessary task. It’s surprisingly intimate.Enough that it chokes me up for a second.
“That okay for tonight?” Frank asks, looking around the space. It’s not as clean as I’d like, but not bad enough to keep me up any later.
“Perfect.” I put my hand on his lower back and lead him down the hall, stopping off at the guestroom.
“You sure you want me to sleep in here?” he asks, pressing himself closer to me until I groan. That’s absolutely not what I want, but it’s the best choice.
“Yes, that way we both sleep tonight.”
“Do I at least get a goodnight kiss?” He’s back to chewing on his bottom lip. The way his words come out confident, but his body language is shy, fascinates me. I’m hoping he gets easier to read once we’re moreestablished. For now, there’s no way I can deny him. I lean in, and he barely gets his teeth out of the way before I capture him in a deep kiss. I tell myself to keep it chaste, but my body has other ideas. Kissing him is intoxicating, and it’s too easy to lose myself in the moment.
I break away, putting a little space between us before we get out of hand. “Goodnight.” I want to addmy boyto the end of that sentence, but it’s too soon.
“Night.” I expect him to linger longer, maybe ask again if he can sleep in my bed, but instead, he slips into the spare room and closes the door behind him.
I stare at the door longer than I should, already dreaming about our future.
Chapter Fourteen
FRANK
I’m goingon a date with Matthias. A real date. Not at his house either—not that I’d be against that—but out in public. This is the real thing. And hopefully, after this, he’ll be willing to do more than kiss. Not that I’m against kissing, especially with Matthias, but it’d be nice to have the option to take things a bit further.
I conducted further research on the Daddy topic, this time using reputable sites Matthias sent me, although I may have also watched a few videos on less-than-educational pages.
So sue me. After a night of making out and fantasizing about being pounded into the mattress, my dick had an agenda. One that didn’t include dense reading material.
