"Okay, so what are the colors again?" Eddie asked, looking down at the girl seated on the edge of his bed.
"Green, yellow, and red," Katherine said softly, refusing to meet his eyes.
"Good. What do they mean?"
"Eddie . . ."
"This is important, sweetheart." Eddie lifted her chin up so she would have to look at him. "What do they mean?"
"Uh . . . green means go or that I'm good. Yellow means slow down or I'm not sure. And red means stop."
"No questions asked. You say red and we stop, okay?"
"No question asked," she repeated. "We stop."
"Good girl." He let his hand fall back to his side as they normally did when he gave her any sort of praise. It had taken a while for her to get to the point of accepting those words from him, not used to hearing them from anyone at all, but once she had she'd learned to love them and want them.
"Eddie?" She reached up to play with his hand, to fiddle with the rings on his fingers. "Am I . . . am I gonna have to say red?"
"I can't answer that," he said before kneeling in front of her – again with the intention of catching her eye. "What I can say is that I promise that we'll start slow and that I will be checking in whenever we try something new. Okay? You're safe with me."
"I know that. I'm just . . . nervous."
"I know, and that's okay. I will never make you do anything you don't want to do. I will push you – a little or a lot depending on what you want – and that's where the colors come in. If you like something I do, that's great. Green is a go. If you are iffy but still want to try, yellow it is. If you absolutely hate something, then just say red."
Katherine nodded to show her understanding.
"And you can say red even if you like something. Okay? Too much of a good thing can be overwhelming and it's okay to need to stop that too."
"Okay."
"Okay." He smiled softly before lifting himself up a bit to kiss her quickly on the lips. "You sure you wanna do this today?"
"Yeah. Yes. I'm . . . green."
"A'right. I'm gonna go get some things . . . for after. I'll only be a minute or two. I want you on your knees on the bed when I get back."
"I – okay."
Eddie sent her a mischievous grin before adding, "I also want you undressed, kitten."
She inhaled sharply. "Are you gonna be undressed too?"
"Eventually. It all depends on you." He stood up from his place in front of her. "I'll be right back."
Eddie gave Katherine more than two minutes. She'd been nervous and he wanted to give her time to actually think about what they were going to do. He would much rather her freak out and decide not to do this than do it and regret it later.
He gathered together a glass of cold water, along with a pack of peanut butter crackers, and made his way back to the bedroom.
Katherine had done as he'd asked. She was on the bed, right in the middle, undressed with her knees under her. She had her hands in her lap and wasn't trying to hide any part of herself.
That was a good sign.
"Still green?" he asked, letting his eyes roam over her body appreciatively, while also trying to take in any sign of hesitation she may have been feeling.
"Yes."
Katherine was being careful about keeping her head down a bit, enough to keep from looking at him directly.
"Let me see those beautiful eyes, Kit Kat."
She looked at him now, which he appreciated because he could read her better and because he'd asked her to let him see.
"Eddie . . . Kitten."
"Hm?"
"Kitten. I like when you call me that. No one else does."
"Aw. Maybe we should get you some cat ears then." He stepped forward. "You'd make a very pretty kitty."
He took his shirt off before he reached the bed. He couldn't help but notice when Katherine's gaze fell to his demon hag tattoo. Ever since she'd found out he had tattoos, she'd been fascinated with them. He wondered if she would ever want one.
He toed his shoes off as he unzipped his jeans. He pushed the material down so he could take them off.
Katherine clenched her hands in her lap and Eddie could tell she was fighting not to reach out and touch him.
"How would you feel if I said I wanted to start out by using your mouth to get me off?"
She swallowed nervously but nodded anyway.
"Uh-uh. You have to use your words."
"Green," she said immediately. "But almost yellow. I've never . . ."
"Given a blow job?" Eddie finished for her.
"Yeah."
"Can you say that for me, sweetheart?"
"Eddie . . ."
"If you can't say it, maybe we shouldn't be doing it."
He was just teasing her, of course. He knew sex talk had been a serious no-no in her household before she'd gotten away from her overcontrolling father. Eddie did want her to get comfortable talking about it, though, for obvious reasons. He wanted her to be able to talk to him freely, ask for things she wanted in this context. Or any context, really.
Her brow furrowed and her mouth opened as if to speak, but nothing came out. Then her shoulders started to tense up, which was the opposite of what he wanted.
"Hey." He reached up, placed a hand on her cheek and caressed her bottom lip with his thumb. "It's okay. You don't have to say anything. We'll work on that later. You'll eventually be able to tell me when you want my cock in your mouth."
He grinned at the hitch in Katherine's breath. And just to make it worse – and to check in – he said, "You do want my cock in your mouth, don't you, kitten?"
"Mm-hm. Yes."
She sounded eager enough, but her cheeks were steadily getting pinker. Eddie loved it.
"Okay. I'm gonna need you on the floor, still on your knees, okay?"
She moved to do as he asked and Eddie grabbed a pillow from the bed, placed it where he wanted her, and she knelt down in front of him. He couldn't help but notice that she was trembling a bit.
"Color?"
"Still green."
"Good. Here's how this is going to work, then. You're going to take these off of me," he said, pointing at his boxers, "when you're ready to start. I'm going to have my hand in your hair so I can guide you, so if your mouth is otherwise occupied . . . you're gonna use your hands too, okay? You've never done this before, so I don't wanna push too far. If it gets to be too much, you're gonna tap my thigh twice and then we'll stop, okay?"
"Okay." She reached her hands up to the waistband of his boxers, but didn't try to push them down. "Guiding? Not forcing?"
"Not forcing," he said, bringing a hand up to pet her hair. "That's more on the rough side of things and I would never do that unless you told me specifically that you wanted that."
Satisfied with that answer, Katherine tugged at his boxers and began dragging them down. She didn't do anything at first. Eddie hadn't expected her to. They had been intimate before – more than a few times – but she'd never had his dick in her face before.
As it was, she was mapping out the front of his thighs, squeezing and scratching a bit, and he could feel her breath hit his skin, she was that close.
When she finally got up the nerve to do something, she slowly licked a strip from the base to the tip before looking up at him, obviously seeking approval or guidance – or both.
"That's it. Get nice and acquainted with it." He gently pushed her head towards him. "Open your mouth, take me in, and watch your teeth. You can control how deep I go by wrapping your hand around me, okay?"
"Okay." She smiled a bit. "I thought the whole point of this was for you to be in control."
"It is. Part of that 'control' is me knowing when to push and when not to push. I want you to enjoy this. I don't want you scaring yourself by taking too much too fast."
"Oh." She caught his eye, this time of her own volition. "Thank you, Eddie."
"Anytime," he said, fondness for her filling his voice. "I'll always take care of you, kitten."
Under Eddie's instruction Katherine began testing the waters and started teasing the tip of his cock with her lips and tongue. She even took his advice and wrapped a hand around him. It made him feel better about guiding her movements, knowing he wouldn't accidently gag her.
"You're doing so good," he said and he felt the vibrations as she hummed around him. "So good for me."
She took him in a bit deeper, began sucking gently, as if she didn't know how much pressure was okay. She probably didn't.
"You can go faster and harder, if you want. You're not going to hurt me."
She did end up going faster, and she easily picked up on things that made him shiver or made his hips jerk so she continued doing them.
"Gonna cum if you keep doing that," he warned.
She looked up at him then, a glint in her eyes that he'd never seen before, and then went on moving her mouth over him. Maybe she was a brat in the making.
"Fuck, you want me to cum in that pretty mouth?"
Her free hand squeezed against his thigh, but she didn't try to tap out so he gripped her hair more tightly and began guiding her head more quickly so he could give her what she wanted.
The knot that had been tightening in his belly from the moment he'd walked in to see her undressed on the bed finally snapped and he jerked his hips forward and held her head still. If she hadn't had a hand wrapped around him, she definitely would have been gagging.
There would be time for that later, if she wanted that. As it was, she was just letting him hold her there while he shot his load down her throat because she was swallowing. He groaned loudly because he hadn't expected her to do that, had forgotten to tell her she didn't have to.
He loosened his grip on her hair but was still able to lead her face away from him. His cock twitched when he saw some of his cum spill out of her mouth. This was definitely going to be a more-than-one-orgasm type of night.
"You okay?" he asked, even as his own legs were struggling to hold him up.
"Mm-hm. I did good?"
"So good. You took me so well."
Her cheeks went pink and this time the color flushed down her neck and towards her chest.
"Aw. You like when I tell you how much of a good girl you are?"
"I – yes." Her voice was rough even though the blow job had been fairly tame. "Only because it's you saying it."
"Yeah? You don't wanna be a good girl for anyone else?" he teased, grinning when Katherine scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Are you only my good girl?"
"Eddie . . ." She began squirming. "Only . . . only yours."
"Good." He helped her up and kissed her forehead. "Go get comfortable on the bed, okay? I'm gonna get something to clean you off. I will be right back."
She nodded and turned to do as he said. He playfully swatted her butt and she jumped a little but also let out a squeal of laughter before hopping on the bed.
He was so in love it wasn't funny.
Eddie came back with a wet wash cloth and a bowl of steaming water. It would be cooler if he needed it later.
After she was properly clean, he asked, "Do you feel up for anything else?"
"Like what?"
Eddie grinned. "Like . . . me making you feel good, which will lead to us feeling good together."
Katherine nodded. "That sounds good."
"Great." He kissed her quickly. "How do you feel about restraints?"
She inhaled sharply and hesitation filled her face.
"Um . . . yellow." Her eyes flew to the handcuffs hanging on his wall. "Can we do something else?"
"Of course." He grabbed her wrists and played with the skin with his thumbs. He had a feeling he knew why she didn't want to be restrained. "Can you explain why yellow?"
"I don't want the handcuffs."
"Okay. How about if I just ask you to put your hands above your head and you keep them there? That way I still have control, but you don't feel restrained."
"That – that sounds okay."
"Okay." He kissed her, a soft but lingering one that was meant to reassure her. "For future reference, I have other ways to restrain you. This silky rope that wouldn't hurt your pretty wrists."
"Oh?" Her voice came out breathless. "I, um . . .
"Maybe later?" Eddie teased.
"Yeah. Later."
He noticed that she was squirming at the thought and filed that away for another day.
"Someone's ready to start."
"Mm-hm."
"Okay. Hands up, then. No touching without asking."
"No touching?" She pouted but put her hands above her head anyway. "But I like touching you."
"I know, sweetheart, but for this part you need permission."
She sighed. "Fine. I already know I'm probably gonna forget that once we start."
She was definitely a brat in the making.
"I'll remind you."
For the most part she was good. She didn't try to hold onto him when he gave her breasts attention; she just arched her back to let him know she liked what he was doing. She didn't try to push him away when he began nipping at her hips and thighs, though she did try to jerk away when he bit down a bit harder at her inner thigh.
"Eddie! That's gonna leave a mark."
"That's kind of the point," he said. "You'll be able to feel it when your jeans rub up against it and you'll remember how you got it."
"Oh. I – okay."
Eddie grinned against her skin before biting again. This time she didn't complain, but she did buck her hips up impatiently.
"Eddie, come on, I didn't tease you."
"Aw, you want me to touch you?"
"Yes."
He nipped at her skin, not hard, and said, "You gotta ask nicely."
"Please?"
"Please what?"
"Eddie, you're doing this on purpose."
He chuckled because it was true. He could tell she was just being stubborn, though. She wasn't actually having trouble this time, not like she had earlier with the blow job talk.
"How will I know what you want if you don't ask for it?"
"Fine. I – I want you to touch me. Please?"
"Good girl. Thank you." He placed a hand on either thigh and spread her legs even more than they already were so he could do what he wanted to. "I think I'm gonna kiss you instead."
The instant his mouth made contact with her clit was the same instant Katherine forgot she wasn't supposed to touch him without permission. Her hands automatically flew to his head to tangle her fingers through his hair.
He immediately pulled away. "Kitten, that's not what we agreed on."
"I'm sorry, I . . . didn't want you going anywhere."
He grabbed her hands and placed them back above her head. He kissed her cheeks before kissing her lips.
"I promise I won't stop until you are completely satisfied. Okay? Now leave those hands up there."
In the end Katherine came twice because of Eddie's mouth and twice because of his cock and by then she had tears leaking from her eyes. She was practically limp when he was done with her and he stayed on top of her for a bit because she'd tensed up and whined when he tried to move.
"You okay?"
"Tired."
"Mm . . . I wonder why." He kissed her shoulder, her neck, her lips. "You need anything? There's water and crackers from earlier."
"Sleep."
"Well, no, you can't just sleep. You gotta let me take care of you first. And you really do need to drink some water. You, uh . . . you cried a bit and I don't want to risk you becoming dehydrated."
"Okay."
He carefully pulled out of her, disposed of the condom, and went about washing them off. They could shower later, but this would do for now. He helped her sit up so she could sip at the water and he kept an eye on her. She seemed fine, but sometimes the emotions from something like this didn't hit right away.
"Eddie? You asked if I needed anything . . ."
"Yeah?"
"I want chocolate and cuddles."
Eddie smiled as her words registered. "Chocolate and cuddles it is, sweetheart."
Okay, so . . . I have never written sub/dom stuff at all, so I hope I did okay. I didn't want it to be TOO intense because it's her first time doing anything like that as well (more for my comfort in writing, lol) and Eddie was keeping that in mind. He could probably be a lot more of a harder dom but not in this instance.
