O L L I E

All I can do is moan, whimper, and mewl against Stefan's ministrations, as he commanded my body like a masterpiece he created. His expert hands masterfully explored my body, squeezing, rubbing, and fondling so gently, I feel my body will soon melt into puddles.

When Stefan went down south and wrapped his hot mouth on my dripping cock, I screamed and grabbed onto the sheets so hard, I won't be surprised if they ripped due to the sheer force. Each swipe of his warm tongue just sent multiple electrifying sensations that numbed and at the same time, woke every dormant fiber of my being.

Stefan's expert tongue kept me on a pleasure high, as his hands hold onto my thighs, as it tensed and arched off the bed. Stefan sent gentle squeezes to my tensed muscles and I relaxed, as I took what he gave to me. When Stefan's hand slid down to my inner thigh, my entire body shivered and pulsed, the tell-tale sign of my impending release was so near I couldn't help the sobs from making their way to Stefan's ears.

"Daddy...so good...I'm close..." I was able to voice out, even though my throat is clamping up, tears streaming down my face, as my hands reached out to grip the strands of his hair, still confused if I wanted him to go on or to stop.

Then all of a sudden, he withdrew his mouth from me, and the feeling of not being able to reach the peak I have been wanting to get to left me feeling confused and hanging. I opened my eyes and saw Stefan climb down the bed and reached for the bedside drawer, pulling out two silk scarves and a blindfold.

I sat up; my eyes transfixed on the objects he is holding. "Daddy?"

Stefan smirked and slowly walked towards me; a playful glint crossed his eyes that made me gulp. Uh-oh. "Uh...daddy? What are you going to do to me?" The hesitance in my voice was so clear, I think I swallowed each time he came a foot nearer to me, my heart pumping so fast as numerous mental images flashed into my mind, especially the ones where Stefan was using those things to have his way with me.

Just thinking about it made my cock jump, and the way my daddy's eyes darkened and his voice grew deeper as he let out a choked groan from my reaction made me shiver as every nerve ending in my body responded to him.

"Oh, baby boy. So, so many things," he huskily whispered, as he licked his lips, a thousand thoughts of having his way with me on his mind, the strain on my cock getting painful, especially being on edge--denied of release. But the pain was overwhelmed by the anticipation as daddy settled in front of me, gently caressing my face and peppering soft kisses along his fingers' trail.

"My beautiful, gorgeous boy. All mine," he declared possessively as he roughly kissed me, all biting and nipping, and it just turned me on even more, as I kissed him back with the same intensity, my hands exploring the hard and firm muscles of his back.

I whined when Stefan pulled his lips away from me, and I was responded with a soft chuckle. "Ah, my sweet, needy baby," he crooned and gave me two kisses on my forehead. "Do you trust me, Ollie?"

"Yes." My immediate response did Stefan in, as I noticed the unshed tears in those beautiful, green orbs that never failed to captivate me. I smiled at him and reached out my hand to softly caress his cheeks, and he leaned down against my touch.

"I will always trust you, no matter what. I have always trusted you; it never faltered. Even if my mind tries to convince me that I shouldn't dive headfirst, my heart knows that you are worth it. Because you are it for me, Stef." Stefan gave me a tremulous smile as he kissed my fingers, softly whispering words of love and gratitude that make my heart race fast.

"I love you so, so much, Ollie. You are it for me too. Forever and always. That's why...wait a second." He pushed himself up and patted his pants, trying to find something. I tilted my head in confusion and covered my still aroused member with the sheet, though still a bit painful. But I know Daddy will take care of it, so I have to be patient.

Stefan breathed a sigh of relief when he found what he was looking for, and against the soft glow of the twilight, I was captivated by his beaming expression and twinkling eyes that can compete with the galaxy. He lifted me, with the covers wrapped around my nakedness, and sat me on the foot of the bed.

The confusion's still there, I tell you, but I just let him be. He cleared his throat and gave me a peck on the cheek before kneeling on one knee in front of me, my eyes turned wide as a saucer and I caught my breath when something clicked.

"Baby...Ollie...you are my life, my entirety, and my being. I love you and I will never stop loving you, even in the afterlife. I will always be with you, forever and always." The shakiness in Stefan's voice is evident as he choked a sob and cleared his throat.

My eyes glimmered from the unshed tears, as my throat tightened up from too many emotions, the continuous trembling assaulting my body were the ones out of my control as my eyes were enraptured by Stefan's loving gaze. He reached for both of my hands and kissed each finger, the soft touch had me sniffing and sobbing from the sheer gentleness.

The same gentleness he showed and and expressed to me every single moment. He looked up and the tears on his face floored me, the reality that this man right here who's kneeling in front of me loves me so much to tears, had me out of words. God, I love him so much. So very much.

His one hand reached for his pocket and took out a black velvet box. Stefan wiped his tears with his free hand and gave me that heartwarming smile. "Ollie, I'm sorry that this is not the kind of situation where you hoped to have me down on one knee, but I promise to give you a grand proposal." I chuckled and shook my head, still unable to form words, wiping the tears that continued to slid down my cheeks.

He opened the box and I gasped at the platinum diamond-encrusted band, the diamonds shining and sparkling against the lights. "Oliver Pines, will you give me the honor of being your husband and allow me to be with you for the rest of our lives?" He hopefully asked as he presented to me the most gorgeous ring I have ever seen.

My hand went on my chest and I felt the loud thumping of my heart, as my body trembled even more out of nervousness. We have only met but there's something about Stefan that made me picture my entire future with him. I can see myself with him on the porch. Not only on the porch but with every waking moment of our lives. I smiled and his expression laced with fear and hope brightened.

"Yes. I will marry you, Stefan Alexandrei." Stefan shakily slipped the ring on my finger and I let out a scream when he jumped on me, kissing my face all over, the giggles coming out so naturally. He pulled his face away for a little bit and softly stared down at me, a permanent smile on his face as he thumbed my cheek.

"I love you, Ollie. I can't wait to have you as my husband."

"And I, you, Stef. My daddy." He beamed and we shared the most amazing, breathtaking, and mind-numbing kiss. I closed my eyes as he brushed my lips with his, the next whisper burning my body than before.

"Now, let me take care of my good boy. Ever the patient one, and so, so good for me."

I nodded at his words and gave him a lazy smile. "Yes, your good boy. Only yours."

"As I belong to you, my baby boy," Stefan declared and I felt a wave of possessiveness invading my body. Stefan is mine, no one else. He pulled away from me and grab the scarves and the blindfold that were dropped on the floor, and my body responded with vigor when he removed the barrier that was confining his steel-hard arousal.

"Let's establish our safe words, baby. Red for stop, yellow to slow down, and green for go. Is that clear?" I simply nodded as I stifled my moan when daddy ripped his pants and exposed his throbbing, engorged member, standing in attention.

"Now, lean back and let me take care of you, my love." My heart jumped in happiness at the endearment, as I obediently followed his orders, like the good boy I am.

"Your words, baby boy."

"G-green, daddy," I managed to squeak out, and Stefan kissed the tip of my nose, his silent praises giving me more confidence. I just stared at him as he tied my wrists to the headboard, ensuring the proper tightness, making sure that I'm comfortable with this.

Honestly, I feel nervous but excited all the same. I absolutely know that Stefan won't hurt me so I relaxed and submitted wholeheartedly. Stefan noticed my submission and pleasingly groaned. "Fuck. You don't know how happy you make me, baby. You fully submitting to me is a treasure I won't ever throw away."

"Always yours, daddy. I trust you." His bright smile did me in, and I know I made the right choice. Finally finished tying my wrists, he leaned down and kissed me gently, the overflowing love being deeply felt.

When he finally got to examine me, all tied up, and the sheet pooling on my waist, tenting for a bit, exposing my arousal to Stefan, the heat and lust consuming him got my heart pounding loud and fast, as I gasped to fill my lungs with oxygen...the intense sexual tension is so overwhelming I was reduced into a panting mess.

"Baby, fuck. You're so sexy, you'll be the death of me," he hissed and dove into the crook of my neck, nibbling and biting the sensitive skin there, eliciting moans and gasps from me. His hands gripped my sides and squeezed it, until they slid down to my thighs, sending tingles and sparks to my leaking shaft, as he wrapped my legs around his waist.

I squirmed and arched my back when he cupped my ass and kneaded it, pushing me against his huge member, as he started to grind on me. "Daddy... so good.. more..."

Stefan grunted and locked gazes with me. "You feel so good, baby boy. I'll even make you feel more. Are you ready?" He rasped, the strain in his voice a sign that he can't hold back any longer. I nodded in response; my mouth unable to form the words.

Stefan picked up the blindfold and carefully slid it on me, and I felt a bit of panic when the darkness consumed my vision... but it was only for a moment, as Stefan did his best to assure me that he's there, the gentleness in his voice washing a sense of calm all over me.

The nervousness was replaced by undeniable and mind-numbing pleasure, my sensitivity heightening because of the blindfold. My sense of touch and hearing increased threefold, each swipe of his warm tongue across my skin left me wanting for more, the cries and pleas coming out of me so uncontrollable, as Stefan continued to pleasure every crevice of my body.

He used his hands to spread my thigh, his hot breath fanning my balls and my puckering entrance. I let out a choked groan as I came without warning, lines of white liquid spurting from me. "D-daddy...I'm so sorry...I wasn't able to hold it." My tear-filled eyes drenched the blindfold, mortified at the huge blunder.

I was dropped from my high so fast that I felt there was no recovery from it. Stefan made me feel so good and I'm so disappointed at myself for cumming so fast.

But Stefan refused to let me fully crash. He removed the blindfold and gave me that heart-stopping smile as he kissed my tears away, relief flooding my heart as he whispered soothing words, the praises of me being a good boy echoing and reverberating.

"R-really, daddy? I'm a good boy?" Stefan nodded and kissed my temples softly, his hands rubbing my arms soothingly, hoping to help me with my crash.

"Yes, you are, baby boy. You came for daddy. Like a good boy." I beamed and wrapped my arms around his neck, peppering loud kisses on his face and I was rewarded by his deep chuckles. I gave him one last kiss before staring at him, so entranced, and so happy.

"I love you, daddy. You make me so happy." I'm so glad that he didn't get mad at me. I'm still his good boy.

"My world revolves around you, baby. Life is worth living because of you." My lips stretched into a wide grin, my heart relishing the intimate confessions of our affections to each other. "And I'm going to love you even more." Stefan kissed me so fiercely and passionately, I had no choice but to submit and let him dominate me, knowing that my body will always respond to his touches and ministrations.

I tilted my head to the side, giving him access to my sweet spot, as Stefan suckled the sensitive flesh, the fingers of his left hand playing with my nipple while his other hand went down, stroking my length three times, the warmth of his hand awakening my semi. His hand slid downwards, cupping my balls, and his middle finger circled and rub my quivering entrance...the anticipation that was building inside of me caused my member to become fully hard.

Stefan used my release from earlier to lubricate my entrance, which only made me hotter, my body still sensitive from earlier. Though I prepared myself, I know that it wasn't enough to accommodate Stefan's huge member. I gripped daddy's hair when he bit my nipple and his middle finger slipped inside, the stimulations sending me to another high, as I arched my body and screamed, the sensations assaulting me all at once as I thrashed my head, as I try to make sense of what is happening.

One finger turned to two, then he added another one...the three fingers stretching my insides and rubbing my prostate, my body tensing from too much pleasure, as Stefan alternately sucked and nibbled my perky buds, his free hand slowly stroking my shaft, but when he sensed that I'm nearing to completion, he squeezed me...denying my release.

My heart rate picked up when he kneeled in between my legs, as he licked his fingers that are full of my taste...savoring it, and stared down at me lustfully and hungrily.

"You taste too addicting, baby, and I plan to indulge in you all night long." His promise got me leaking even more as he positioned his swollen tip, slipping slowly inside of me, and snapping his hips forward in one full thrust, leaving me breathless and clutching at the sheets, the sheer force of his dominance assaulting my entire being, jolting every dormant cell awake.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby. So tight and so warm for me," Stefan husked as he thrust inside of me, hitting my pleasure button, earning gasps and cries from me, his huge length stretching and owning me.

Despite his roughness, I can feel his love for me. My eyes filled with tears from too much pleasure and emotion; being one with Stef and feeling him marking me inside to the hilt makes me feel so good and happy.

I reached out my hands to cup Stefan's face, his expression filled with pleasure and desire. "Daddy...kiss me."

Stefan didn't need any encouragement as he dipped and his tongue gave me indescribable pleasure as he sucks, licks, and bites, every movement was sending tingles down my spine, pooling in my balls, my thighs tensing and gripping daddy's waist, and I was rewarded with a sexy groan when I clenched my insides and worked my muscles.

S T E F A N

Oliver is going to be the death of me; I couldn't stress that enough. His moans and the way his body and soul submitted to me were exhilarating and mind-blowing, I had to grit my teeth to hold myself back from filling his insides: the action we both loved to experience over and over and my act of marking him which is deeply appreciated by my baby.

I removed Oliver's creamy legs from my waist and pushed them up to his chest, changing the angle of my thrust. I almost came when my baby screamed my name coupled with his flushed expression glistening with sweat and tears.

The arousing smell of sex and the enticing sounds of our skin touching and slamming against each other only hardened my member. Along with my baby clenching and meeting me thrust for thrust; everything was so mind-blowing to the point of insanity. Only Oliver made me feel this high and euphoric during sex; a feat not even my exes were able to do.

I leaned down and captured Ollie's right nipple, the one that I dearly loved earlier, all red and swollen, the surrounding skin full of bites and light bruises. He moaned and grabbed the hair on the back of my head, pushing me and urging me to do more.

I obliged as I snapped my hips at a faster pace, with Oliver clutching my arms, his nails digging into my skin, but the pain was incomparable to the pleasure I feel being inside of his heavenly and velvety heat. Oliver let out a strangled moan, and I fastened my pace, his squeezes and arousing cries adding to my built-up tension.

I closed my eyes and leaned down to his ears, then whispered with ragged breaths, "Baby, I'm coming. Come with me." After three to four long, deep thrusts, I felt Oliver's warm release spurting to my abdomen and my chest, while I shot my hot liquid into his deepest core, his trembling insides milking me dry.

I laid down on his side, not withdrawing my semi as we both snuggled and feel each other's skin, the sound of our heartbeats and shallow breathing enough to give us time to calm down. I wrapped my arm around his small waist, tucking him into the crook of my neck, the warmth of his soft body and the momentary squeezes of his insides being my favorite time in this lifetime.

Just having him in my arms gets me teary-- the reality that he's finally mine, my ring on his finger sparkling against the light of the moon passing through the open balcony-- gets me choked up as I buried my face on his hair.

Oliver snuggled closer to me and sighed contentedly, small kisses being pressed into the length of my neck, his hands touching and rubbing my skin, down to the ridges of my abdomen, my anticipation building as his fingers slowly and teasingly touched my balls, making me tighten my hold on him.

I felt my cock waking up and hardening inside of him. I bet he felt it too... his soft moans and mewls being delivered to my ears. "Baby...stop it. You're sore." I say that but my body betrayed me, seeing as how it responded to Oliver's gentle touches.

"Daddy... please...more," my boy seductively begged, using his muscles to torture my aching shaft deeply positioned inside of him, grinding his now hard leaking prick on my abdomen. I swore silently and swallowed the groan that almost came out, as I stilled his hips and captured his lips into a searing kiss.

I really can't deny my boy. "Baby...you're on top. We'll do it so slow you will forget your own name," I whispered in between our kisses. I turned and laid on my back as I lifted Oliver to sit on my stomach and oh my fucking goodness.

The view was so arousing and mesmerizing, I forgot to breathe. His pearlescent skin glowed against the moonlight, his flushed and lustful expression exposed as he licked his lips, his hand stroking his dripping member slowly, twinkling brown eyes transfixed on me.

"Baby...please...stop teasing me," I pleaded when he pinched his nipples and bounced on my cock in a shallow thrust, his teeth biting his plump, lower lip, my head getting dizzy from all the stimulations I'm receiving. He trained his dazed look at me and I had to grab the sheets to control myself from mercilessly slamming my length inside his delicious channel.

This is supposed to be a slow, passionate lovemaking but Oliver is pushing all the right buttons, rendering my self-control futile. I closed my eyes and willed myself. I have to be strong. I need to for my baby. I don't want him to hurt himself.