Submission
“There are those pretty green eyes,” Benny said, quirking up a smile and bringing a hand up to cup Dean’s chin. Dean tilted his head upwards with acquiescence. “Mm, you look desperate for it now, darlin’,” Benny hummed, taking in the almost crazed look in Dean’s eye, the hunger, the want, the need. Dean bit his lip but Benny only brought his thumb up, pulled down Dean’s lower lip, watched Dean lean into the touch.
“Well, you’ve been a real good boy, haven’t ya? Little mouthy there at first, but I think we got that all straightened out,” Benny sighed, giving a firm little swat to Dean’s ass, making Dean jump with a soft little gasp. And it was true. Dean could be a huge brat, but with Benny, it was nothing a little spanking couldn’t do.
“Well, I’ll fuck you real nice, but,” Benny began, trailing his thumb over Dean’s jaw line. “You gotta beg for it, sugar,” he told Dean, giving him a knowing look.
Who Made You King of Anything?!
Who Made You King of Anything?!