I look outside. There he goes again. Finished with his run, and content to sit on the decaying log in the backyard. Birds flock to him, landing on his head and awaiting finger. I admire his body, though no doubt he traveled far, not a single trace of strain or sweat could be seen.
'Mine. All Mine'
I crave him. To hold him in my arms, to ravish him so….. I crave so horribly, that the window frame in my grasp starts to crack and splinter. I wipe my mouth, only internally embarrassed that I've started to drool. The urge to have him grows stronger and stronger, till the point where I'm almost driven to attack him on the spot. So I restrain myself and close my eyes. Close my eyes and imagine.
Through my closed eyes I see. And to me it is the most beautiful thing in the world. His trembling form beneath me, cheeks flushed, and lips pouted into the cutest way. Body tensed, but willing. He arches his back, to give me more access and I suddenly open my eyes. Aware that I let my mind wander any farther, reason would out the window when negotiating any type of physical contact with him. I look outside once more, disappointed to find that he is no longer there. Though the sun still beams on that spot, as if the heavens knew that there was an Angel on earth sitting there on that log.
"He's gone." I sigh turning around.
Though my face lights up in surprise when I see him leaning against the couch. Watching me. I ogle the way that his body leans.
'Mine. All Mine. No one else can have him.' I look into his eyes, their beauty entrancing me. 'Yes, no one else can have you.'
He clears his throat and I snap to attention. "Is there a reason why you were spying on me?" He tries to give off a front of toughness, though I see right through it, and can tell that he's uncomfortable.
I shake my head. "No, no reason at all." I walk closer to him, adding a little swagger to my walk. And now I know he knows my intentions. He knows to be scared, though he's anticipating it, and dare I say, excited about it? I stare at him, gauging his reaction, as I move till I'm right in front of him. Our noses brush and I'm so close to what I want. So close that all I need to do is reach out and grab it.
But although my body is raging, screaming at me to ravish his innermost being. To completely and officially make him mine. Using all of my reserves for patience I cusp his face in my palm and our faces become level.
"Although, what would be so wrong with looking at beautiful things?" My words get the reaction I wanted. And the flush reaches his cheeks. I bend my face closer.
"Well?" I ask, not really hoping for a reaction, but just drawing out this closeness a little longer, or as long as I can. His eyes shift away, and he's uncomfortable again.
'Your expressions, your body movements, they're ALL MINE.'
I begin to grow impatient, wishing to sate my hunger immediately. Though I know if I rush, I'll have to work twice as hard to procure my prize. I draw my hand to the small of his back just below his back spines. And I start to rub the place in between them. This adds more flush to his muzzle, and a small tremble ensues, as he starts to stutter out an answer and change his mind, over and over again.
I smirk, so happy with my results. I feel like a little kid, so close to the treat promised by their mother, not letting on to the naughty things that'll be done after when her back is turned. And right now, there is no one to watch the naughty things that I want to do. No one to judge. No one to say how unnatural, how strange, or even how hungry I look.
As one of my hands remains on his back, the other one goes lower. Stopping on his tail and grasping it gently. He gasps in surprise and tries to turn, but I work fast, and my lips are on his distracting him from my dirty work.
'Your juicy lips, your yummy taste, All Mine'
I start to stroke his tail in one that would prove suggestive. And the whimper that comes from deep in his throat only fuels the fire. It is coming soon. So very soon. I only need to work a little more, and he'll soon give in to the pleasure that I'm willing to give.
I poke one of my fingers to the hole under his tail, and his squeal is just the sound my ears needed to hear.
"Ah, music to my ears." I murmur.
He blushes even harder and looks at me accusingly. "What was that? Why did you-?"
But my lips are on his again and he soon forgets to be upset. 'That was too close' I admonish myself. My plans would've been ruined for the night. I part our lips to breathe and the lust filled gaze he sends me sends shivers down my spine. 'He wants this almost as badly as I do.' I smirk at him.
"W-What?" his fluster returning with a vengeance. I jerk my head towards the bathroom.
"How 'bout a bath?"
His eyes follow the direction I indicated. And a look of apprehension steals residence on his face. I hold him closer.
"Don't worry we'll still continue our fun." He buries his face in my chest and nods. I myself blush, his characteristics at the moment, so close to that of a child, I can't help myself. So I scoop him and head to the bathroom.
TO BE CONTINUED….
