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He cautiously watches you for another moment and nervously whispers out, “Do you like it?”
You suck your bottom lip in a happy pout as more tears bubble out and you nod, leaning your body over to be closer to his.
“I will make you as many pastries and treats that you could ever want.” Your mind is already flooding with all the ways you want to show your devotion and affection to him, most likely starting with cleaning his office for him.
“No, no.” He shifts to cradle your cheek to move your gaze back to his adoring eyes as the air in the room shifts and warms you. “I think it’s well pass the time for you to be rewarded for all the hard work you do.”
Time slowed as you took in every movement he made against your skin. His eyes stayed focused on your own that tried to evade the heat of his gaze as his thumb moves torturously slow against the skin of your cheek. You watched with heavy breaths as his eyes trailed down to your lips several times and you reach out to grasp his free hand to ground yourself.
His fingers curl around yours as he takes the thumb on your cheek to brush against your lips while leaning in. Your eyes flutter close as he gets closer, cheeks warming like the sun was shining directly on you as you can feel his proximity. His forehead leans down against yours and he hums deeply as he inhales and brushes his nose against yours.
“Can I kiss you, please?” He mumbles near your lips with a deep tone that causes your gut to clench in excitement.
You nod in affirmation hoping your consent would speed this along but instead he takes a shaky inhale before slowly pressing his lips against your own. Your nerves were on fire the moment his surprisingly soft lips brushed yours and you wanted so much more but couldn’t find the will to budge your limp muscles to move.
A bright tingle bloomed across your nose, stinging your nostrils as you inhale deeply and his lips part just till the edge of your lips pressed against each other. The sting of emotions rushing through you crinkled your eyes in tears and you press forward into his lips again to seek refuge from the flood of endorphins.
You wanted more, needed more, and traced your tongue across his lip that you sucked in to your mouth to run your teeth along. The sting returns as you feel the curl of his lips smile against your own and your hands reach up to curl into his hair.
His hands wrap around your waist to pull you forward to sit on top of him on his chair and you more than eagerly climb on top, a bit clumsily as your need speeds you up. A whimper makes it way through the kiss as the arm pulls you tighter against him and you feel his hard length rise to grind against your aching core. The friction is just a tease of what you really need, your body moves on its own to try to peel off his shirt so you can feel even more of his skin.
“Bernard,” You whimper out, mind going dizzy from heat and hearing the wet pops of your lips connecting ring out around you in between shared moans.
“Beautiful,” He pulls at your bottom lip with his teeth before moving to suction kisses along your jawline. “You don’t know how long I have waited to do that.”
You were well aware of your submission to him before but flushed in embarrassment at just how needy he makes you feel. You can’t stop yourself from wiggling your hips on his lap for any bit of friction you can manage. Then you hear another groan tumble from the back of his throat and find yourself flushed with a new passion, to hear him unravel from the pleasure you can provide him.
As if in a trance your body moves on its own slipping out of his lap down to the ground. Your heart leaping as you see his confused and upset expression as you remove him from the skin he was happily adorning with love bites.
Once you’re sitting back on your kneeled legs in between his own parted legs you look up at him through your eyelashes while your hands feel their way along his legs up to the button on his loose pants. His blown pupils watch you closely as you unbutton the pants and make no effort to hide your shameless lust for him. Between your chest expanding upwards with each heavy inhale, your flushed skin, shifts of your hips, and your eyes staring up at him with pure passion, you were clearly completely lost in your devotion.
The slight grained texture of sawdust can be felt pricking against your knees, giving your mind brief flashes of a calmness that allowed yourself to think clearly before being pulled back over and over again under the depths of lust. The sawdust also served to remind you of the fuse that lit this whole thing into a blaze. As the button pops you take in his form tensing and shifting as you go excruciatingly slow, a small hint of anxiety slowing you down.
It was now or never.
With a steady inhale you pop open his pants and pull out his length that had been teasing you beneath your lap not long ago. Your tongue takes a moment to wet your lips as you trace your eyes over every inch of skin available to you. From the unbuttoned shirt revealing the small trails of hair leading down the center of his body to his hips, his cock pulsing in air along with his heart beats, and the small clear bead of liquid slowly letting gravity pull it down to trail over the head. Every inch you imprinted onto your already extensive mental image of him, centering your resolve even more.
Softly, in the same manner you would take a small lick of a battered smeared spoon in the kitchen, you let your tongue flatly run vertically across the head and ridge lined with bumped nerves. The slick bead you licked up coated against your tongue, filling your mouth with a deep taste of him.
It’s undefinably him and gives you a bigger craving than any sweet treat could.
Happily you pop the head into your mouth, tightening the muscles of your lips to hold the rim tightly while you suck and lap against the head. Your hand comes to curl around the base to squeeze against the length you weren’t quite ready to test if you could fit back into your mouth, especially with your tight throat that keeps forgetting to relax to let in air.
His breathy moans have you glancing up at him, your clit throbbing as your eyes tunnel to only see his twitching body. His hips shifted back and forth like he was unsure if he wants to pull away from the heat of your mouth or thrust deeper in. His hands gripped the sides of his chair in a white knuckle grip that concerned you, while his eyes were scrunched and head leaned forward.
“Am I doing ok?” You whisper out softly to him once you popped off the sweet treat you were indulging in.
If you could have orgasmed from mere visual or audio alone, this would be the moment it would have happened. A deep rumble of a laugh mixed with a moan starts shaking out of him, his chest rattling up and down with each sound of pure happiness in a way you have never heard from him. His laughs as you knew them were small, laced in between his professionalism. But now the were big shaking laughs as he peeled open his eyes to stare down at you with blown out eyes that seemed to impossibly darken as they rake over your form kneeled in front of him.
This felt personal, a side of him you never knew but craved so much more off until you knew every facet of his body and soul.
“Keep going snow angel.” His deep rumbling voice soaks straight into your skin and has you clenching around nothing.
You aren’t entirely convinced though, his hands still remained tight against the arm rest and his body seemed almost too tense.
“Keep going baby, please.” He huffs out as your moist breath warms against his sensitive nerves, his eyes following your gaze of his grip. “You’re doing absolutely perfect, I’m just not ready to be rough with you.”
You sit in a dumb tingling haze as his breathy praise encompasses your entire being, lungs begging for air as he reaches down to give you a slow full kiss.
“I want to enjoy this. I need to feel every sweet little touch you give me. I need to remember this.”
You have your mission set fully in stone now as you go back to learning every inch of this particularly tempting part of his body. You would give him all the pleasure he could ever ask for to fill his dreams with. It’s hard to cool down your own body enough to not fall into pleasure like he is fighting to do, especially when you hear his sharp inhales that leave his body in a deep rumbled groan.
You want to continue slowly licking up and down across his length, hands softly tracing along the prickled tightening skin of his balls, and give him all the personal attention you can muster. But you’re too mesmerized, too drunk on the noises he’s giving you that you turn sloppy in your appeal to pull more out of him.
Your head bobs up and down along his length, tongue flicking out to press against the line of veins, and taking time to suck his cock into a firm suction against your tongue. Your mouth feels so full with him, but it wasn’t enough. The back of your throat tickled in pressure every time you manage to make the head push far back enough, one particularly deep plunge triggers a gag that has your mouth squeezing around his length.
It wasn’t the panicked gag of your muscles clenching, your lungs burning for air, nor his hips frantically thrusting upwards as he lost his fight for control to push himself deeper inside the squeezing muscles that gets your mouth to move off his length. Instead it was the loud growl above you, his head thrashing side to side as he puts a hand on your shoulder to push you back off him.
You’re worried you messed up as you watch him taking in big gulping breaths before opening his eyes with a sharp look. His teeth grit together with a tight jaw before he makes up his mind and joins you to kneel on the ground. With both hands wrapped around your cheeks he pulls you back into a kiss.
“Not like this.” Your heart skips and gut clenches at how gravelly and hoarse his voice is. “I don’t want to cum until I know every inch of your body.”
You let out a squeal as he roughly lifts your body by your thighs up to his sides, which causes you to curl them around his waist in a desperate attempt to hold on. He chuckles against the flushed skin of your neck as he stands and starts walking across his office.
Even though the trip was a small walk you both easily drag out the moment as you latch onto each other’s skin to nip and suck. Small giggles bounce from both of you as he stumbles to open the door while you’re both distracted by each other.
Once inside he kicks the door closed, and you’re too distracted to observe the new room you have never had the pleasure in seeing. Unaware of your surroundings you scream a bit in fear as he tosses you back against a soft surface, your body bouncing on impact.
You finally look around in panic, settling once you know your safe, and take in the small makeshift bedroom. It figures he would need a small bedroom in the workshop for the long hours especially during the holidays. The room was littered with remnants of his personality but not fully decked out to the full glory of his personal bedroom. You could only hope now you’ll get a chance to immerse yourself in every personal aspect of his life.
He’s staring down at your panting form in disbelief like he’s witnessing a scene he’s only ever dreamed about and never thought would actually happen. Your mind now swims with fantasies of him dreaming about you in this very bed while you’re unaware of his presence in the building during all your long nights.
Did he fantasize about you? Did he tease his body in this bed thinking of you, while you were in the same building? How close were you? Have you ever been close to catching him in intimate moments?
Shivers tingled along your skin with fantasies and questions but nothing compared to the full pleasureful tingle of him actually being here with you.
You watched hungrily as he stripped his shirt off, keeping his loose and partially open pants on. He kneeled onto the bed, slowly crawling over your form until he covered your body with his. His lips attached back to yours which you happily accept as his hands start working to unbutton the front of your dress. You have to resist the urge to move your hips up against his as you feel his hands run across your ribs and around to your back to unclip your bra easily.
He works the cloth off your body, refusing to move his lips from your skin but moves them down your neck to your chest once it was in the open for him. You take in every single glide of his hands against your skin, following them in your mind as he does exactly what he promised and traces along every inch of skin he can find. And you selfishly know it will never be enough. He can trace and feel every inch of your skin every second of every day and you’ll always crave more.
Your tongue pushes against the roof of your mouth as his teeth start rolling little nibbles against your breast until he teasingly catches one of your hardening nipples. Once he has it in his mouth he starts lapping against it in between little suctions that pull his cheek inwards.
“You make the prettiest little sounds.” He whispers out with his cheek pressed against your skin as he watches his finger trailing across the nub closely. He hums contently as he watches it bounce back into position after he drags across it.
“I knew your body would be just as perfect as you are, but nothing could prepare me for this-” He sucks it back in with a hum that vibrates against your nerves before loudly popping off. “Bliss.”
You squirm beneath him, whimpering when you couldn’t budge from his other hand firmly holding your hip down. His teeth start grazing their way back up your body, taking extra time to mark up your neck with bright red spots that burned, before latching against your bottom lip.
“I’m going to make you cum until your mind breaks before I take you.” His mouth moves to bite against your ear lobe before hotly whispering in your ear. “How does that sound love?”
You’re squirming increases as you shiver and try to curl back away from the intense pleasure tickling your mind.
“Please, Bernard.” It sounds pitiful coming from your whimpering body, unable to conjure up any other words besides a simple beg.
Graciously he doesn’t tease you much longer, his hands helping you arch your back up off the bed so he can pull your dress down and off your legs. He shuffles down between your thighs, hands trailing across the new patch of skin available to him.
Little ‘hahs’ leave your body in light pants as he softly trails his finger along the waist band of your panties, before pulling back and letting the fabric slap back against you sharply. He takes his full hand to palm against you through the cloth and pushes down with his palm to rub your clit.
“How attached are you to these?” His pseudo touch giving just the bare minimum of pleasure to make your head twirl.
“I- no- I don’t care” You manage to stumble out as your mind zeroes in on the sensations.
A shocked moan that sounds a bit like a growl leaves you as he quickly rips off your panties, an obscene sound of tearing threads snapping in unison echoing out around you. You knew full well he did not do it for the convenience. You can’t focus on the erotic scene too long as a burning moment of clarity hits you when you look up to see him unabashedly staring between your thighs as he reveals your dripping cunt to his eyes.
Your warm skin prickles in a blush that quickly deepens to a darker flush as his thumb softly pads through your already slick folds. Then you watch in astonishment as he makes a show of bringing his thumb up to his mouth to suck across his own digit with a wanton moan that has your core trembling.
“I’ll get you knew ones, better ones. I’ll pick out the perfect pair for you to wear, just for me.” He says assuredly while looking completely mesmerized as he watches you closely while softly wading his fingers between your lips. “Would you do that for me? Be a good little girl and let me pick out cute little underwear to tear off you when I get you alone?”
“Yes, please.” Only soft breathy whispers leave you at this point, you would do absolutely anything for him, especially if it meant he would stop teasing you.
“I’ll tease you all day long just so they are drenched by the time I get my hands back on you.”
A roaring sound of your heartbeat consumes your ear drums, you never expected him to be this much of a talker nor the filthy contents he could spew so naturally that made you spin out of control.
You watched, shaking heavily in anticipation as he gets in position between your legs and takes a test lick directly to your dripping core. With the first lick he was completely gone, humming with satisfaction as his tongue slipped through your folds. He indulges in grabbing the flesh of your hips to drag you even closer to his tongue as he licks you with the enthusiasm of a starved man.
Each hum and groan rumbles against your clit, balanced just above his top lip as he focuses on your folds and collecting all the juices there. Finally when he moved to play with your clit you felt the pressure deepen in your gut. The vibrations, the warmth of his mouth, the textured licks from his tongue, every little bit drove you closer and closer to the cliff.
“I want you to come, can you do that for me?” His mouth worked more around the nub you could swear was pulsing against his tongue. “I want to taste you, my tasty little treat.”
You hand lashes out to curl desperately around the one situated on your hip, your mind tipping more as you feel his fingers dig back into your own. The thumping pain kicks you off the edge as your hips grind against his face, pushing his mouth and nose against you harder to continue the friction to ride you out.
Just when you think the waves hit their peak he surprises you, ripping a groan out of your throat, as he plunges two fingers inside your clenching core to curl up.
“Good girl, always a perfect girl for me.” His praise is lost in the rumble against your clit, his praise extending your orgasm as you gape with an open jaw for air.
Once you feel like you can finally unclench your curled limbs you are still heavily panting for gulps of the heated air. On just the first orgasm of the night you can feel your mind shattering but knew it wouldn’t be good enough for him, making you whine out in want.
Luckily you don’t have to wait for more, his fingers already pumping in and out letting pools of cum to dribble out with their assistance. They explore a bit as he tests out different motions, each new touch sending electric up your spine.
All inhibitions left your body long ago as you blatantly cry out with the motions. The biggest screams that rip out always occur the moment his finger tips dig up against the roof muscles twitching in need along with your rapid heartbeat. Every time your voice started rising with the perfect touch of what you needed he would let it build for a moment before pulling back to hear you whine.
His free hand was not helping your desperation as they molded across your body, grabbing handfuls of skin between pinched fingers before he settled back to your breast. A pain pierced out as he pinched your nipples, the cord tugging harder in your gut, every touch pricking your insides.
His fingers inside curl back against the textured roof that held your throbbing bundle of nerves screaming out for release. From the outside he moves to position his thumb over your clit to rub circles around the nub, sending your mind spiraling further down than you thought possible. Both fingers in and out pushed in together to attempt to pinch together through the layers of muscle.
Tears build up in your eyes as you feel your mind officially breaking apart, a warmth filling your body with a blissfully numb sensation that grew heavier by the second. You try scrunching your head down to look at him through blurry eyes to stare back at his sharp gaze staring unwavering at you to drink in all your expressions. The blown out look in his dark eyes staring into your own caused the tears to bubbles down your cheeks as your neck crunches further and slack jaw opens in an attempt to scream without air. The sweat heavily collecting and clinging along your skin felt close to being boiled alive as you cried out in a plea for mercy.
“That’s it, cum again for me. Show me how good of a girl you are.”
His gravelly voice punched a new breath back into your lungs letting you scream out fully as the pressure snapped almost painfully to reverberate back across your limbs. If it weren’t for the intense moment you were trapped in as your head was thrown back sharply while you scream out, you might have had the clarity to worry about just how tightly your muscles squeezed against his fingers that were trapped in your quivering grip.
But he had succeeded, thoughts were a privilege you no longer had access to you. Blank, numb, and dumb was the essence of your existence in this moment.
The wanton slut that had possessed you could only writhe in pleasure, pushing and wriggling around against his body for more. More, more, and more was the only thing your greedy mind could shout over and over again in time with your thumping heartbeats.
Your hips jerk while you pant as his fingers pull out and his lips move back down to lap up every bit of you. Once you could feel the only moisture cushioning between his tongue and your skin was the thinner sheen of salvia you knew he collected every last viscous drop. If you’re mind wasn’t vacant you might have connected the dots that he always finishes his treats fully, licking the plate clean every time and your proverbial plate had been more than thoroughly cleaned off.
You’re expecting more, exactly as your mind screamed out for, but it never came. His promise of taking you fully once your mind broke still hung in the air as you anxiously waited. You could do nothing but wait, your body definitely not going to move by your own volition no matter how much you wanted to take what your body needed.
With closed eyes too weak to open you could only rely on touch and sound to observe where he was currently located. When you could feel him moving higher up your body you let out a whine, mind panicking with an insane need to have him fill you.
You weren’t sure when he had removed his pants fully but groaned as you felt him move your body to your side so he could slip behind you and pressed his skin flush against your back giving him access to push his length up against your ass. His lips attached back to your neck while his arm circled around your hip to push against your stomach and angle your hips to push back into him more. The fit was magical as your bodies slotted together so easily, feeling like the most natural position in the world.
His chin was placed along your shoulder to situate his lips right against your jaw as his fingers softly traced over your body. It’s too soft, the movements cutting in their tenderness against your buzzing skin still burning from pleasure.
You want to talk, to beg, to scream for more to let him know exactly what you need but your mind is still lost. You wouldn’t even be able to speak to let him know even if it did finds its way back as he curls his fingers around your jaw to angle your head back to kiss him.
Confusions rolls over your skin as his kisses only come in slow measures. You wanted more, this whole night had been building, getting faster as you burst through every barrier but now it felt just like the very first kiss that started all this. Slow and passionate, making your heart swell as opposed to his heated kisses that swelled your clit.
“Come back to me baby, I won’t start until you can clearly look into my eyes.” His voice is heartbreakingly soft now compared to the gruff gravely voice that taunted and commanded you not long ago.
You could only respond in a soft whine but could feel the tugs of a few strands of thought appear on the horizon of your mind. Instead of thrashing around to beg for more like you wanted to do you let yourself sink back into his slow kisses, letting their slow pace usher back your mind.
Finally peeling your teary eyes open to look at him you know this time it’s different, a tender longing gaze speaking your hearts thoughts better than you ever could.
“There she is,” He returns your look tenfold as he slightly nuzzles his nose across your cheek and going back to looking deep into your eyes. “Don’t stop looking at me, keep those pretty eyes open.”
Your mouth falls open in a gasp as you stare at him while his hand curls down to pull at your thigh to give him a better opening to slide up to your entrance. You shake out a heavy sigh as you feel him run the head across your folds, eyes falling heavy but you don’t dare to close them in case he pulls away.
Your mouth hangs open as he watches you closely while slowly pushing inside. Both of you echo out in pleasure, you letting out a soft strangled cry, him a groan concealed inside a large exhale, and both of your eyes locked together. You catch his eyelids twitch as he resists the urge to roll his eyes back while he bottoms out inside of you and you have to fight the same urge.
Full, so blissfully, perfectly, full. You want to cry at all the emotions flooding your body that had been held back before by your broken mind but were now free to run havoc in your heart. You angle your head to kiss him, letting your eyes squish together to hold back the tears of happiness, and hoping he won’t mind that you no longer possessed the strength to keep them open.
He must have succumbed too deeply to his own pleasure to notice though as he happily licks across your lip while pulling out slowly to the hilt before snapping back in. When you gasp along his mouth he takes the moment to bite into your plush lower lip while he finds his rhythm. Both of you rocked along together, shifting your body slightly every so often to find the best way to push back up against him to take him even deeper.
You manage to escape from his love bites attacking your lips, freeing your cramping jaw from its strained position, as he focuses more on wrapping his hand resting below you up along your waist to push you back while his other hand flattens out down your stomach until the full array of his fingers sat on top of your clit.
The hand along your waist prevented your jerking hips to move away from his thrusts as you were bounced up into his sweeping fingers and back down to be filled to the brim. Squeals left your body in sensitivity as you couldn’t escape the onslaught of touches and sensations.Your head falls forward as you curl your unrestricted top half into a semi fetal position while he continues to piston his hips into you.
You can feel his rhythm stuttering as the thrust get deeper and rougher, your body reacting by snapping back to arch and press into his chest while he curls his arm under you to wrap across your chest to firmly hold you there. His breaths are hot as he huffs against your ear and you can feel the sweat drenched hairline around your ear as his mouth moves across the skin of your ear while he bounces with each of his thrusts.
“I’m not, agh.” He huffs out and buries his head down into your shoulder before coming back to his previous position. You can’t help but tingle as you hear him falter from his own pleasure for the first time. “I’m not going to cum until you do, so please, please cum for me. Just one last thing, one more time, I know you can do it, always so good, always obedient. Please.”
His own desperation is evident as he rambles out the jumble of words, each statement changing in tone while his resolve crumbles apart. With his pleads filling you to the core your body snaps, harder and more brightly than anything else you have experienced thus far. You cum with his name on your lips, screaming out loudly.
His arms squeeze tighter around you until you feel like your being suffocated, his hips slapping loudly against your ass, and his teeth attaching across the back of your shoulder to bite against you. Then you feel it, the spurt of his cum hitting your walls while you both throb against each other. All you can do is mewl out the fleeting bits of air left in your lungs as he squeezes and you focus on the sharp clenching of your walls mirroring the throbbing pain blossoming across your shoulder. You’re holding onto the divine feeling of your walls clenching down along his length and feeling him twitch in response, searing every detail deep into your mind.
It takes a few minutes of heavy panting for both of you to calm your heartbeats and breaths but you couldn’t care less. You would stretch this moment on forever if you could, it was the closest thing to heaven that you have ever felt. Heavy breaths panted across your skin while he came down from his own high, taking this calming moment of self regulation to run his hand across your sweaty body.
Your stomach shakes softly with laughs as his own clammy hand snags across your own sweaty skin with the sticky friction. Each snag tickled you to laughter but soothed the blistering hot bumps raised along your skin, still buzzing in your afterglow. Nothing could soothe the warmth still burning brightly in your heart though, with even more kindling being thrown on to the fire with every small attentive touch.
One thing quickly reminded you that this was not heaven as time cruelly refused to freeze the frame. Slowly your limbs needed to stretch out, but you fought tooth and nail to stay put until the ache became too great too handle. You both grumble out and flush in an ironic shyness at the whine you let out as you pull off his length that had been so comfortably residing in you while you cuddled.
Your joints pop out as you move them out of their clenched tension, the stickiness between your thighs rubbing together while you moved. You sat conflicted between wanting to lay back against him or moving to rid yourself of the nagging tackiness covering your body.
Before you could decide you hear him groan and feel the bed dip as he shifts to sit besides you and runs his fingers up along you naked spine sending a tingle across your chest.
“Follow me, sweet thing.”
You smile softly in fondness as you come to realize most of his pet names revolve around desserts and sugar, you flip the thought around while you move to follow him. His hand caresses your waist as he helps you to stand, letting your thoroughly exhausted body rest again his for support.
You’re a bit surprised to feel that even the bottom of your feet cling to the hardwood a bit as you walk across the room to another door you were unsure to were it led. Once he opened the door you look at the surprisingly large on-suite bathroom fully equipped including a porcelain clawfoot tub.
Your knees bounced a bit with excitement at just the thought of being soaked beneath the warm water that you knew would properly soothe all your aching muscles. He chuckles a bit and leaves you to rest up against the sink as he goes to prep the bath. You were just expecting the bare minimum of hot water but were surprised he started adding salts, oils, and fragrances to the bath. The scent was pleasant and the delicate flowery scent tingled your nose as you inhaled.
When he waves you over with a soft smile you happily try bouncing over despite your shaky legs. You almost trip as your thigh muscle gives way under exhaustion but being only a step away from Bernard he easily catches you and lifts you to look up at his amused face while you stare back up at him with a dumb and happy smile.
“I didn’t think I would break you this badly.” He hums out softly in amusement, taking a moment to smooth your wet hair clinging to your face back behind your ear.
A giggle burst from you as you boldly bite back, “Do it again.”
He chuckles but moves his hand to help you into the tub. “Very funny sweetheart, now get in the tub.”
You feel too silly and happy in this moment, feeling slightly rebellious for the first time around him with your new found confidence of emotions. You wiggle in his grip to avoid going into the tub despite how desperately you do want to feel the hot water soaking your body.
“I thought you were a good girl who did what she was told?” He feigns a disappointed tone despite his entertained smile giving away his true feelings.
His hand wraps across your weak body to pull you closer to him while he stabilizes you so he can bite across your ear lobe to whisper in your ear with a dark chuckle. “Maybe I shouldn’t make you cum ever again if it’s just going to make you disrespect me.”
Your dazed mind makes it almost too easy for you to take it too much to heart and you pull back to stare at him with a pitifully sad pout filled with dread over the threat of such an idea. “What, no, please.”
He lets out a soft pitied laugh as he looks at your sad puppy dog face and leans down to press a soft kiss to your pouting lips. “I could never actually do that to you sweet thing, I don’t think I could keep myself away from you now. I will however keep you on the edge for hours until you’re begging for forgiveness, so get in the bath.”
You giggle softly but feel the fleeting rebellious spirit leave your body in favor of being obedient to once again hear his praise wash over you. The hot water envelopes your body as you slip in, body leaning forward to inhale the steam hitting your face once your fully seated.
His body slips in behind yours and you lean back in excitement, not knowing that he was going to join you in the bath. You sigh in contentment as you relax back like a puddle of goo against him but huff as he tries shifting you back upright.
“I’m going to wash you really quick, then you can relax until the water gets cold.” He tries raising his own body up against yours in an effort to lift you both up together but you refuse to budge in your deadweight form from the comfort.
“One last thing, then you can relax. Do this for me.” His request makes you grumble but you comply and lift up slowly, refusing to let his skin leave yours even as you both sit up. “Good girl.”
The soft spoken praise tingles along your arms giving you a small jolt of energy back just so you can comply to his demands even better. His hand brings a loofa coated with a slightly chilled body wash against your back and you jolt slightly before relaxing into a slump.
Your buzzing and melting beneath his touch as he soaps up your body, gut filling with butterflies as he presses your soapy back against his chest while he brings around the loofa to the front of your body. His free hand pulls back your clinging hair blocking your neck, the trill of his fingers tips along your neck sending more tingles to your curling toes.
Once his lips dip to pepper kisses along your shoulders his hand goes back to curling around your waist to keep you back against him in a warm embrace. You huff slightly as he runs the soapy material across your sensitive nipples and you can feel him smile against your skin as he continues soaping up your body.
It’s teasing, but soft. The trend continues when he grabs a washcloth and dips his hand between your thighs to starts rubbing across all your most sensitive areas. In a way the action is soothing, it isn’t riling you up like you thought it would have but instead you absorb it as a tender action that has you melting back into him.
He takes on the majority of lift to keep you upright as your body falls back under the weight of comfort so he can wash all the suds off you. The scoops of water he brings up to wash over your body only makes your slumping form worsen as the warmth acts as a weight pushing you further down.
He finally relaxes back against the back of the tub, taking you down with him. He takes a small moment to adjust his legs around your own and once satisfied he stretches out one arm along the edge of the tub for support while wrapping his other hand across you stomach to cradle you against him in an embrace.
It was so quiet you thought you might have fallen asleep against him, the only thing keeping you grounded was your body moving up and down with his chest as he breathed deeply. With one huff of pure relaxation you’ve never heard Bernard make, nor did you think he was capable of, he fully sank down and rested his head back along the edge.
Your back shifted to nuzzle against him briefly before you let yourself relax even more of yourself with the help of his fingers tracing mindless patterns against your stomach.
“I love you,” He states out matter-o-factly from his leaned back position staring up at the ceiling. “Not because of the sex, before that even, I’ve loved you for so long.”
You tilt you head up to look at him full of adoration as you soak in his body. He had a soft small plastered on his face with his eyes closed in his lounged position. There was something so, weightless, about him that it caused your heart to skip a beat. You move your hand up to squeeze against his hand rested along your stomach to gain his attention, not talking until he opens his eyes and circles his head downward in a tilt to look at you happily.
“I love you too.” Your eyes try to shy away a bit under the vulnerability but you keep eye contact to see the little flicker in his eyes.
He leans down more to press a kiss along your forehead before relaxing back and holding you a tad bit tighter than before. You were so content, so happy, and could be nothing less than excited for the future for the very first time. Your fingers trailed along the surface of the bath, stirring up the vanilla scent mixed in with the floral up to your nose bringing your mind back to baking for Bernard and how you ended up here tonight.
With a humorous hum you nuzzle your head against his shoulder before pressing a kiss into his neck. “You’re very lucky ya know? You just got the best insider connection to getting first dibs to all the best treats from the kitchen.”
He chuckles but doesn’t move from his leaned back position. “I thought I already had first dibs.” He laughs lightly as his fingers poking into your stomach to tickle you quickly, causing water to splash as you jerk.
“Yea only because I liked you so much, now you get official first dibs.”
His head does tilt forward at that and he narrows his eyes down in a teasing dominance to you. “I already have official first dibs too, I am your superior elf.”
You squish your head back up to look at him with a pout, “Come on, just let me spoil you with treats.”
His lips twitches upwards again and he leans down to give you a small peck, “Don’t worry about that sweetheart, I just found my new favorite treat.”