~ I had my eyes on you before I even knew your name. I knew that I had to have you. I didn't care that you were a mess, I didn't care that you weren't into BDSM. All I cared about was making you mine. The submissive in you showed through to me, though I never let you see. I knew it'd cross a boundary that I didn't think you'd like touched. But, you touched that boundary, crossed it, before I'd even known that you knew what it meant.
I didn't expect you to change for me, but knowing that you loved me enough to want to be involved in this with me only made me love you more.
For you are my love, pure and simple. I know where you belong, and in turn, I know where I belong. You were a light, shining into my darkest tunnel and for saving me from myself I thank you.
I will spend every moment of forever cherishing you. For you, my little princess, are delicate and deserve only the best, most amazing things in the world.~
G R A Y S O N
When I met Rain, he was a hot mess. He had the makings of being a wonderful person, but he couldn't get a grasp on himself. He was painfully shy. I remembered watching him from afar as he stumbled his way through his classes, carefully avoiding all social interaction. He was beautiful, completely enchanting in a way that I'd never encountered. He had these wide, deep brown eyes, and this dark blonde hair with the palest skin I'd ever seen. He was so fucking perfect.
Rain had this energy around him that made him almost electric. I was drawn to him, shamefully so. I hadn't been able to take my eyes off of him.
I'd been watching him for months when I finally managed to catch his attention. He worked at this little coffee shop, that was where he'd first caught my attention so I suppose it was only fitting that I'd catch his in the same place. It was a busy day and the baristas were a bit behind, I'd been waiting over an hour for a cup of coffee. I remember walking up to the counter, putting my hand on it, and telling him that I had to be at work and that I was already late.
He'd taken those alluring brown eyes off of his coffee maker and had proceeded to trip over his tongue for five minutes before handing me a coffee. The next week, every time I walked through the door, he'd have my coffee waiting for me. It wasn't long after that, that I asked him to go on a date with me. It had taken some time, but he agreed and we ended up having a lovely time. It took about five months for him to be able to say a full sentence to me that wasn't stuttered out.
Now, five years later, Rain talks my ears off for hours. If I get him started, lord knows I'm never going to hear the end of it. Though, considering he'd tiptoed around me for months, I didn't mind it.
Rain was delicate, something to be cherished. I loved him more than anything. He'd been such a good boy for me, and I couldn't have been prouder of him.
Rain was kneeling, naked save for the black lace panties he was wearing, his hands put on his thighs and his back straight. His nipples were hard, and so was his cock which I'd locked in a cock-ring, He was squirming around, the dildo I'd put inside of him stimulating his prostate.
I smirked as I watched him fidget, stepping up behind him and putting my hands on his shoulders. Rain whimpered softly and straightened. "Princess, you're fidgeting." I teased, and he shook his head.
"I'm sorry daddy. It's hard to stay still." He said, and I nodded and ran my fingers through his hair, gently massaging his head. Rain relaxed into my hands, his head lolling to the side. I smirked and tugged his hair slightly. He sighed softly.
"I know princess, but you want to be a good boy for daddy," I told him and he nodded his head, cheeks pink. I smiled and walked around him, using my finger to top his head back and run my finger over his lip slowly.
His tongue licked at the tip of my finger, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed red. "Of course," He mumbled softly, and I smiled.
"I want to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours," I told him softly, and his cheeks heated up as he licked his lip, in turn licking the tip of my finger. He smiled as I pulled my finger away, looking down at him. "You know what to do," I told him, and he nodded obediently.
His hands came up to unbutton and unzip my pants, pulling my cock out of them. His eyes were wide as he stared at me, seeking, pondering. I found myself watching on bated breath as he leaned forward and licked my cock slowly.
I groaned, closing my eyes as his pointed, but little pink tongue licked over my cock. He took his time, carefully placing little licks and kisses all over my cock until I was unable to think about anything other than fucking his delicious little throat. He ran his tongue under my cock, on the vein going down to my balls and I moaned softly. He took one of my balls into his mouth and sucked. Then, he took the other one and gave it the same treatment, before going back to licking and sucking me.
I let him have his way with me for a few minutes, but I grew tired of the teasing soon enough so I threaded my fingers through his hair and tugged his head back. He parted his lips as color rushed to his cheeks. I pushed his hands down and he rested them on his thighs again. "Hands to yourself," I told him softly.
He moaned softly and made a show of putting his hands behind his back. I took my cock into my hand and ran the tip over his lips. He whimpered softly and licked his lips once I pulled my cock away. He has such soft lips, delicate even. I love them.
"Open your mouth," I told him. "Stick your tongue out." He did as I told him quickly and I tapped the head of my cock against his soft, wet tongue. I moaned and pushed the head of my cock into his mouth. He opened his mouth wider and minded his teeth.
The head of my cock hit the roof of his mouth and he whimpered around me. I smiled a bit. "You look so gorgeous with my cock in your mouth," I told him, and the pink that traveled up to his ears made me smirk. I loved the fact that he could blush still, especially with my cock in his mouth.
I pulled my cock back out of his mouth and tapped it on his tongue again, before dragging it on his lips again. He held his mouth open wide just as he'd been told to. I smiled down at my little princess and tilted his head back a bit.
"Keep your head back and don't panic," I told him and he nodded, sucking in a deep breath. I smiled when he nodded, tipping his head back. I started slipping my cock into his mouth, deeper and deeper. His mouth was so warm and wet that I couldn't help but groan.
Rain shivered, and I looked down at him as he took my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth. His pretty brown eyes were deep, lust-filled, and dark as he looked up into my eyes.
I was easing my cock forward, feeling the warm heat of his mouth surrounding me. He was taking me deep into his mouth, calm and composed. I found myself nudging at the back of Rain's throat, and it squeezed around me, making me moan. I couldn't help but push it in just a little more. He whimpered around my cock and I smirked down at him. He looked so sexy with his mouth around my cock, taking me as deep as he could.
I thrust in and out of his mouth, slow and steady. He was relaxed, taking my entire dick into his mouth and letting it leave just as easily, only to welcome it back moments later. He was cradling my cock with his tongue, his pretty eyes wide, and pupils were blown as he watched my face.
I moaned loudly, picking up the pace of my thrusts a bit. I didn't want to push him too far, after five years I know his boundaries well enough to know that I can't completely lose control. He moves me, but he cannot handle sex being too rough.
He loves being submissive, but he needs things gentle and caring, he needs to be loved on and fucked all at once. He needs someone to make love to him and tell him what to do all at once. He needs the best of both worlds.
I pulled myself out of his mouth and looked down over him, astonished by how beautiful he looked. His lips were red, swollen from my cock, his cheeks red and his eyes wide and needy. He looked so fucking perfect like that, spit on his lower lip, one perfect pale little finger coming up to trace his bottom lip.
"Come on princess," I murmured, picking him up by his underarms, and held him to my chest. He giggled softly and tucked himself into my chest.
"Daddy, I want you to fuck me." He said softly into my ear, hugging me close to him. I smiled softly and carried him up to our room, taking him over to the bed and laying him down on it gently.
"You're gorgeous, princess," I murmured, getting down on top of him and began trailing soft little kisses down his neck, stopping to suck little love bites on his neck and down his chest as I went. His cheeks heated up and he looked down between our bodies and smiled softly.
I slowly stripped off his panties and took out the dildo. I knew he'd probably be a tad sore from the size of the toy, but I knew that overall it'd make things more enjoyable because he didn't like the pain of being fucked when he hadn't had quite a bit of preparation.
I'd learned all of the little tricks that came to him when we first met. I knew that if we were going to have sex, he'd have to be prepared well beforehand. There couldn't be any rushed preparation or anything like that, he had to be ready. I understood why, because Rain was a gentle creature. He was childish, in a way. He was an adult outside of the house, just a normal 24 year old, but when it came to our relationship, a raised voice, a change in tone, something taken the wrong way... he would be childish and nervous. I'd only lost my temper one time in all of the time that we'd been together and hollered... it was the only time I'd ever made that mistake. Rain had crumpled. He'd just broke down into tears. I didn't think I'd ever get him to stop crying.
I didn't mind handling him differently, though. He'd never been involved in that lifestyle before he met me, and even then he'd been nervous to start it. Nut, us beginning this wasn't even intentional. I'd made the decision that I'd never put him in a submissive position unless he wanted me to.
It just happened by itself. One thing led to another, he'd been talking to one of my friends and they'd told him that I'd left the scene because of him, and of course, he'd panicked, and thought immediately that he'd messed something up. I told him there was no way that he'd messed anything up, but he hadn't believed me.
I smiled softly, and spread his legs, hooking them over my shoulders. His pink little hole was deliciously wet and winking, desperate to be filled. I loved to see his little hole, it was just a constant reminder that he'd been pure when I'd met him. He'd been so sweet and genuine.
I leaned down and kissed him fiercely. He whimpered softly, his dark brown eyes shutting as he arched up into me. His hard cock rubbed against my leg was enough stimulation for him to whine and gasp, pushing against me desperately.
"Daddy," he whined, and I smirked, pulling him against me. He giggled softly and nuzzled my neck, keeping his face against my neck. "Fuck me," He groaned as he shook his head, looking up at me through hooded eyes as he pulled back.
I took my cock in my hand and pushed it against the ring of his ass, slowly edging my way inside of him. Rain was tiny in every way, so cute and adorable. He weighed about one hundred pounds, and was under five foot three, I'd wager. His ass is also one of the tightest that I've had the pleasure of dipping into.
He's just my little princess. I'd give him anything, I'd do anything for him. He deserved the world, and I planned to give him what I could.
Once I bottomed out inside of him, his arms grappled at me, reaching for me. I smiled and pressed our lips back together, slowly moving my hips in an in and out motion, pulling myself out of him before pushing back in. For a few minutes, he whimpered and held onto me, his eyes squeezed shut, and for a second I'd worried that I'd hurt him. After a few seconds, though, he gasped and dug his nails into my shoulders.
"You're a good boy," I told him, pulling him closer to me. He whimpered and nodded, shutting his eyes and wriggled his hips, drawing me deeper inside of him. He gasped loudly, his eyes popped open and he smiled softly, his cheeks flooding with color.
Our hips moved slowly in an unbreakable rhythm. Our breaths mingled in the room, the air around us warm, heated, and lustful. I loved that with every move I made, he made one to match it exactly. We moved together slowly, passionately.
Nothing was separating us. It was just us, skin to skin, moving softly but demandingly. There was nothing but the passion between us as he whimpered and gasped and moaned, his pretty big brown eyes dark and deep, and oh so filled with desire.
"I love you," I whispered, and he giggled softly, a smile stretching out over his face as he stopped moving and panted a little.
"I love you too," He told me, his hands going to card through my hair softly, his eyes searching my face with love and compassion.
I slowed to a stop and rolled us over so that he was straddling my hips. He giggled softly and leaned down over me, the tips of his hair tickling at my skin as he trailed kisses down my neck to my chest. He placed a hand on my chest, just over my heart and a beautiful smile graced his lips.
I smiled back, momentarily lost as he began rocking his hips. This position, with him on top of me, riding me wasn't one I'd typically opt for. I preferred to control every aspect of sex. But with Rain, the control was permanent. I knew that whether he was riding me or I was fucking him, he'd do exactly as I told him to.
Rain was just a natural submissive. He did exactly as he was told without a thought. I loved it. He seemed to be at peace when he was being told what to do. I loved having control of him. I loved having him. Hell, I just love him.
He ground up and down on me, his pretty brown eyes closed as he moved on top of me. I watched as he shivered, his hips working as he struggled to hold himself up and move on top of me. His head was thrown back, and sweat clinging to the soft, pale, flawless skin of his chest. His moans were loud, and his body was tensed as he moved on top of me.
His cock was bouncing as he rode me, angry and red, looking desperate to cum. I knew he couldn't cum though, I'd made sure of that. My pretty boy wouldn't cum until I gave him the word, and unlocked the cock ring he'd been locked up in.
He was quickly falling out of rhythm, getting sloppy as his moans got louder. He put both of his hands on my chest and leaned forward, panting. His cheeks were red, his lips dark and swollen from our kisses, and his teeth gnawing at them as he struggled to keep his mind on what he was doing. His hair was matted to his forehead, his eyes nearly black as he looked down at me through hooded eyes. The traces of a smile on his lips, but his face twisted into a look of pained pleasure.
I reached a hand up and brushed the sweat-damped hair out of his eyes, trailing my fingers down his cheek. "You okay, princess?" I asked him softly and he fluttered his long dark lashes shut as he whimpered softly.
"Of course, daddy." He replied. "I just can't concentrate. You're so big. You're pressing against my..." He bit his lip, his heat-stained cheeks seeming to get redder from embarrassment.
"Prostate?" I asked him teasingly, a smile playing on my lips as he sucked in a deep breath.
"Oh fuck," He moaned as I pushed up into him. His back arched as his body slumped forward a moment, his grip on my chest tightening. "Please," he moaned.
"What do you need, baby boy? Do you want it slow and sensual," I made a show of putting my hands on his hips and pulling him up nearly off of my cock before I slowly let him slide back down me, a gasp left his lips. "Or do you want it deep, faster? Not too slow, but not too rough, either?" I asked him, picking him up off of my cock again and dropping him down a bit faster this time.
He yelped loudly, shivers racing his body as he leaned forward and breathed deeply. "Yes, please, god yes," he moaned, his head resting just over my racing heart.
I smiled softly and pushed up into him, using his hips to make my thrusts a bit harder, a bit deeper. He moaned softly, his lashes fluttering against my skin. At that moment, I needed to see him. I needed to watch him fall apart. So I used the grip on his hips to turn us around, to put me on top of him again.
He panted as he looked up at me, our eyes locking as he smiled softly. "It hurts," He moaned and I stopped, my eyes looking worriedly over him. "My cock," he suppled, and I gently trailed my fingers over it. He sucked in a deep breath.
"Does my little princess want to cum?" I asked him softly and he whimpered and nodded. "Color?" I asked him softly, and he sucked in a breath and his eyes looked over my face a moment.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three--he cut me off before I could finish counting. "Green," he murmured, his hands wrapping around my neck. "I don't want you to stop." To prove his point, he used his free hips to grind back, his ass seemingly opening deeper for my cock.
He whimpered softly, eyes shutting. Then, he opened them again and smiled. "I love you." It was sudden like he was lost in thought as he said it. I smiled softly and leaned down, beginning to move again as he gripped onto me.
His nails were like claws, digging into my skin, but I didn't mind it. His breath was panting out as I moved inside of him.
I didn't go fast, I simply moved with one thing in mind; love. We'd never been into fucking, merely to get off. We'd waited until it was meaningful. Until both of us were sure we loved each other. He'd insisted.
I'd had my fair share of partners in the past, but Rain was pure. Untouched. He'd never had sex, and so, when he gave up his virginity, he wanted it to be with someone he could be with forever. I hadn't minded it. It was just another thing that made him Rain, and I loved those little things.
Every single one of them.
"I love you," I murmured, trailing little wet kisses down his neck. The longer that I was inside of him, the tightness of his hole squeezing me as I moved, his breath ghosting my skin as he clutched at me, the less control I had. I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm tracing inside of me, feel the familiar burn of it starting at the base of my cock.
"More," he begged softly, his hips beginning to move in sync with mine as he got more desperate. "I... oh yes daddy," he whined softly, his eyes wide as he stared up at me. "I love you, I love you, daddy, yes."
I was getting closer, hearing him whispering his love for me was certainly helping. I loved to hear how much he loved me. It made me feel so much better about who I was. I'd thought that being a dom was enough, but... no. It's not enough to be dominant. It's only enough when you're crazy about your submissive, and your submissive is as crazy about you as you are them.
I put my hands on his hips, slowing him down. I didn't want him to go too fast and hurt himself. I guided us, my hips slow but steady as I moved inside of him. With each thrust of my hips, the could of our skin slapping together echoed in the room.
I kept my pace steady, never going faster, or harder. This was enough. Slow, but I didn't mind the delicious torture. It's too good to be annoying. It was enough to make me feel as though I was going to explode at any moment.
I was close, I knew that. But I wasn't focused on myself. I hadn't ever really focused on me with Rain. Since I met him, my life had become his happiness. I didn't know if that was bad, or pathetic, but that was good enough for me. It made me feel good.
I reached between our bodies, taking his overly sensitive cock in my hand and tugging lightly. I didn't want to hurt him, but I wanted to give him to be so far into subspace when we finished that he'd remember this forever.
He pulled me inside of him with each thrust, every move of our bodies working us to one big moment--one climax, together. It was my goal for us to both cum at the same time, It made everything so much more intense.
I couldn't tell where he began and I ended, and honestly, I wouldn't change that for the world. Rain was a part of me. He has been a part of me since the first time I'd laid eyes on him. I'd hold on to him as long as I possibly could.
When I knew I was a moment from cumming, I reached down between us and unfastened the cock ring. "Don't yet," I commanded, and he gasped. His eyes which had fallen shut were wide and he bit down into my shoulder to keep from letting go. I knew it'd be challenging but I also knew that Rain could do it. Rain could do anything he put his mind to.
It was a few moments of me moving in and out of him before I finally was there. "Now," I commanded and he gasped loudly, finally letting go of the string he was holding himself together with.
Rain screamed, but it wasn't a loud and annoying scream. It came out soft, almost whispered as his eyes slammed shut as he came. His cock was leaking out streams of cum as he came, coating his stomach and upper chest.
As he came, I also came deep inside of him. I never bothered with pulling out of him. He loved to feel my cum inside of him. He'd told me that one night, his cheeks red as the words stuttered out of his pretty little lips.
I saw white when I came. I growled and bit into his shoulder lightly, muffling the sound into his skin. As I relaxed on top of him, I looked down at him.
He was staring blearily up at the ceiling, his cheeks red and hair matted to his forehead. The beginnings of a smile traced at the corners of his lips. He was happy, and I loved it. "So pretty," he murmured.
"Hmm?" I asked him softly. His hazy eyes widened, and he giggled softly as he looked down at me.
"You're so pretty, daddy," He said softly. "Soo pretty," he smiled and trailed his fingers through my hair. I sank down on top of him, our sweaty skin meeting and sticking together. I ran my hand over his cheek softly, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his lips. "I love you, daddy." He murmured and sighed softly. His eyes were slowly slipping shut. His body was relaxing into the bed. I smiled softly.
"Sleep, princess," I told him, but it was a futile command, he was already dozing off. Tiny, cute little snores leaving his puffy pink lips. I turned us around so that his head was resting on my arm and I was on my back. I didn't want to squish my little princess. I knew I'd fall asleep soon myself, and I didn't want to leave my weight on top of him.
I wasn't overweight, but Rain was small.
Rain was perfect, the most beautiful little sub I've ever had. I had never been prouder to call a sub mine. I cherished my little princess. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I needed him. I never wanted him to leave me. I wanted him to always be in my life.
And, as far as I'm concerned he will. Rain had been with me for five years, he's not going anywhere. At least not for a long time. He's mine.
Since I met him, I'd changed so much. He'd opened my eyes to a new world I'd never seen before. One with so much beauty and love. He'd taken me, cynical and pessimistic, and turned me into a lover. An optimist.
He made me believe in love again. He took my cold heart in his soft little hands and made it whole again.
Rain had changed too, though. He'd been so skittish and shy when we met that I never thought I'd get him out of his shell. I had stayed up many nights thinking I'd never get him to calm down around me. I'd known that he would be a hard little thing to crack, but sometimes it'd seemed impossible. But I never gave up. I couldn't, I loved him too much.
I had never felt anything like this for anyone before. I had been in love before. I'd had serious relationships, and submissives, and slaves... I'd been with quite a few people and I knew what it meant to be loved and to love. I had felt the familiar tugging in my chest plenty of times.
But it'd never been the way that it is with him. He's special, he's amazing. And he's mine.
My princess.
My delicate, beautiful, perfect little princess.
My world.