“I’m gonna lick you open a lot, sweetheart. Don’t tell me it’s gross. That’s not your decision,” he says and finishes stripping him. “I’m gonna breed you right up. You’ll be ass-up on the bed. A proper mounting for your first time. Hands and knees like a perfect little submissive.” Liam goes to the closet, coming back with a quilted blanket. He spreads it out on the bed. The material is padded and thick.

“This protects the bed. Don’t worry about making a mess. You can watch me strip and see what you do to me. Your scent and all that slick, plus your sweet tits. A perfect submissive ready to be bred. Onto the bed. Now,” he orders, and Daniel finds himself moving.

He gets onto the bed, eyes down, breathing heavy. He’s shaking and throbbing, desperate. There is no urge to fight or protest. He wouldn’t know how. He needs to please his Dominant. That’s all he can think about, that’s all he’s really meant for.

Please, please, let me be able to do that, Daniel thinks.

He prays for it, is so desperate to be pleasing and satisfying when he’s only ever been a disappointment. Daniel sobs. He won’t get it right. He’s not going to be good. His Dominant will be disappointed. He should start apologizing right now. Maybe he should leave?

Before he can move a muscle, Liam speaks.

“Look how hard you made me,” he growls.

Daniel looks, slowly, head low in submission as he carefully turns to see behind him, only turning until he can just see the Dominant out of the corner of his eye. As if he’s scared of being caught or made fun of.

His Dominant is gorgeous, naked and beautiful. His scent reaches Daniel, musky and dizzying. There’s pre-come at the head of his cock, and he’s rubbing it into the shaft, all those hormones and pheromones spilling out of the man, and Daniel spreads his legs farther apart, dropping lower, chest onto the bed, eyes closing even though he wants to look and admire.

“Please? I’ll try to be good. I want to,” he whispers.

“You’re already good. You’re wet and aroused and you want my cock, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, please.” He opens his eyes again, watching as his Dominant rubs at the base of his shaft where there’s already a slight bulge. His knot.

His Dominant’s cock is too big. How can he fit that inside him?

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

He nods, a hint of movement, and feels himself blushing as shame courses through him.

“How can I do that if you don’t get all wet?” Liam asks with a small smile.

Daniel doesn’t know.