Largely Submissive

Chapter 24

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Cameron's POV

"You want to have a sleep over?" Gavin asked as he pulled his lips away from mine. Not giving me time to properly respond, he ran his mouth down my throat drawing a breathy moan out of me. I couldn't focus with his lips on me like this.

"Mm, are you sure?" I panted. He grabbed both sides of my face and smiled at me.

"Of course, baby boy."

"Okay, yes, definitely" I said, still breathless. His eyes brightened and he leaned in to kiss me again. We were on my couch, him on top of me practically covering me from head to toe. I moaned again into his mouth and arched my back up. He chuckled into my mouth and ran his hands down my arms, interlocking our hands. He pulled them up so both my arms were stretched above my head. I felt so vulnerable, yet so safe in this position with him. Master Gavin kept one hand on my wrists above my head, while the other one traveled down my chest and under my shirt.

His hand roamed my stomach, moving up towards my pecs. Meanwhile, it felt like he was determined to suck the life out of me with his kisses. Not that I was complaining. He sure knew how to kiss. I hoped I was doing okay too... I didn't want to mess anything up with him. He pulled away to nibble and lick along my chin and neck. He lifted his head, panting slightly, to make eye contact with me. He chuckled lightly and pulled away, sitting up next to me. I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. Once I felt like I had it under control, I sat up next to him. I glanced over at him to see him already staring at me and smiling softly.

"Come on, let's get ready for bed," He said getting up and holding his hand out for me to take. I nodded and took his hand. We went to the bathroom together and I searched in the cabinet under the sink for an extra toothbrush for him to use. I handed it to him and we brushed our teeth together. It felt... very domestic. I liked it. When we were done, I left him to use the other facilities while I found something for him to wear. I picked out a basic pair of pajama pants and a shirt, not sure what he liked to wear to bed. When he came out of the bathroom I showed him the clothes and then went to the bathroom myself to finish getting ready for bed. 

When I got back to the bedroom I saw him in just the pajama pants and no shirt. Oh.... That's nice. I definitely appreciated the view. He looked up when I entered the room and smiled at me. 

"Is there a side of the bed you prefer to sleep on? Should I stick to the side I slept on when I was staying here?" He asked.

"Oh, um yeah you can take that side again if that's fine with you, I sleep on this side over here anyway, usually," I said, kind of nervous. I know we've had sleepovers before but this time it was on purpose, and we were for all intents and purposes... an official couple now. He nodded and pulled the covers back and slid into bed. I embarrassingly stood still where I was, appreciating how attractive he looked. Shirtless. In my bed. He chuckled at me and patted the bed beside him. I snapped myself out of it, turned off the light, and got into bed next to him. He pulled me close so my head was resting on his chest, our legs tangled together. 

He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted but jingling and insistent meows. Soon the bed dipped as Bear jumped on the bed to join us. He glared at us first, as if to tell us it was rude not to let him know it was bed time. We just laughed at him. He settled at the foot of the bed with one final chirp. I just rolled my eyes at him. So dramatic. We laid there in comfortable silence, with him running his hand through my hair gently. 

Finally, he broke the silence with a soft spoken question, "What happened that night you got the concussion?" I sighed. I knew this question was coming, and I didn't want to lie to him. It was just... complicated.