Page 24 of Soothe Me, Daddy
“Yes. It’s been busy, but I’ve enjoyed it, too.”
“I’m glad. You’re a natural at the job.”
Henley glowed from the praise.
“Let’s get you tucked up, and we can talk for a few minutes.”
When Henley lifted his hips so the duvet could be pulled out from underneath, Isaac chuckled. He pulled the cover over Henley, grabbed one of the glasses of water and walked around to the other side of the bed. After placing the drink down and resting his phone there, too, he lifted the covers and slid onto the cool fabric. Switching off the lamp before moving onto his side to face Henley, Isaac rested his head in his hand, his other hand reaching over to pull Henley closer.
Deciding to reward his obedience that evening, Isaac’s free hand traced the contours of Henley’s face, gaze roaming the strong features. Pinching Henley’s chin between his fingers and thumb, Isaac leaned down, capturing the gasp that left Henley. He was unhurried with his kisses, teasing and giving, then retreating and playing. When Isaac moved to retreat again, Henley grasped the back of his head and pressed their lips together harder. Isaac allowed it for a short time but gentled it once more before pulling completely away.
Henley groaned and whimpered. “Please. I need…”
“You need some sleep,” Isaac finished, and as anticipated, Henley disagreed.
“No, I don’t. I need you!”
“Henley,” Isaac said sternly.
“You can’t leave me like this! Not again!” Henley whined, going for the full effect with a pout and puppy dog eyes, too.
“We are not doing anything tonight. It’s time for rest. Tomorrow is another day.”
Henley’s jaw dropped. “You’re really going to leave me like this.”
“Yes. You will be fine. Tomorrow, we will talk a little more, and once we are happy with how things are, we can further our relationship.”
Isaac was giving himself a case of blue balls. He wanted nothing more than to bury his cock inside Henley, but he needed to think about Henley first, and Henley was exhausted. He could see it in his eyes.
“But…Why…That’s…not fair!”
“It is fair. We are both tired and need to rest. Tomorrow will be here before you know it.”
As much as it killed him to do it, he moved Henley onto his side, facing away and tucked him against his chest. As he rested his head on the pillow, he wasn’t sure how much sleep either of them would be able to get.
“We will also talk about your punishment for talking back to me. I know what you need, Henley. Don’t push me.”
Henley didn’t reply, but Isaac could feel the tension in his body. Slowly, though, the rigidity of Henley’s muscles lessened, and Isaac knew he was asleep. He kept his own breathing steady, so he didn’t disturb Henley, but his thoughts were going a mile a minute. Everything seemed to be too good to be true, and he hated that he second-guessed everything Henley did or said. Experience had taught Isaac to be careful, but Henley didn’t deserve that distrust. Isaac was asking Henley to trust him, so he needed to trust Henley in return and leave everything else behind.
Henley fidgeted in his sleep, which had Isaac wondering with a small smile if he was ever still. It wasn’t until he caught the hitch of breath and the minute movement in Henley’s upper arm that he realised something was amiss. Isaac pretended to move position, lowering his hand further down Henley’s front but not far enough to touch anything but his stomach. Henley’s movements and breathing ceased. After a few seconds of Isaac being still once more, Henley began again.
Refraining from chuckling at Henley’s audacity, though he should not be surprised in all honesty, Isaac let him continue for a short time. When he felt Henley’s pulse and breath increase, Isaac softly said, “What do you think you’re doing?”
Henley flinched violently, gasping as he twisted his head towards Isaac. “I…I…” He sighed. “I’m so horny, I couldn’t sleep.”
“Thank you for being honest. But you told me earlier this evening that I was in control of everything. That meant your orgasms, too.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
Isaac considered the problem. If he let Henley come, he was allowing him pleasure when he should be punished, but if he didn’t let him come, he would lose sleep, which was vital to his wellbeing. He decided to allow Henley to come, but with the understanding that the punishment he received the following day would be harsher. He gave Henley the choice.
“I will take the worse punishment tomorrow. Please!”
“Alright. Part one of your punishment will be taking yourself to the edge, but you willnotcome until I tell you to. Part two, we will discuss tomorrow.”
Henley made a little noise in the back of his throat, but Isaac couldn’t tell if it was in reaction to part one or part two of the plan.
Rolling to his back, Henley pushed his pyjamas beneath his balls and wrapped his hand around his cock with a groan, his hand stroking fast. His lip was caught between his teeth, his hips thrusting to meet his hand as his pleasure built. Isaac could see the flush darkening the skin of his chest and cheeks.
