sweet creature || Wes (dollface)

part twelve

Content Warning: dom!Wes, sub!reader, pet names (puppy/sir), talks about sex, age gap relationship (25/40)

Summary: Puppy and Wes talk about the change in their dynamic and set up some boundaries and rules.

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When I woke up, I didn't realize how exhausted and sore my body would be. My limbs felt like stone and my head felt heavy. Was I supposed to feel like this? Or was what we did last night completely fuck me up? To be fair, my body did go through a lot last night.

I rolled over and looked over at Wes, who was still asleep. Although, I wish he was awake. I just wanted to talk to him, not necessarily about last night. I just wanted to talk. But also... I really had to pee and I didn't want to wake him up. I know he was up late last night after I had fallen asleep. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. The bed and pillow were both so comfortable, I had forgotten how comfy they both were.

Whatever, I thought as I pushed the covers off my body and basically fell out of bed. I winced once my body hit the hardwood, hard. I grimaced as I tried to stand up, only to realize my legs were as wobbly as a baby giraffe walking fresh out of the womb. I was, however, grateful that I wasn't naked like a newborn giraffe. Wes must've helped me get dressed after my bath.

"Uh, where do you think you're going?" Wes asked as I navigated towards the bathroom. I froze and bit my lips back before slowly turning to face him.

"B-Bathroom," I croaked as I gestured my hand behind me. Wes was staring at me with a raised eyebrow. He looked... heavenly, even after just waking up from a long night last night. I wondered what I looked like and if I looked like a demon who crawled out of the pits of Hell. "I have to pee," I mumbled as I looked away from him. Wes hummed before chuckling lightly.

"Do you want help? First day, new legs?" he asked with a laugh. I looked back at him, watching as he sat up in the bed. The blanket slipped down his body and for a moment I wished he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"No. No, it's okay," I said as I dropped my gaze from his face and looked back at the ground. I was half expecting my clothes to still be thrown around like they were last night. But Wes must've really cleaned up after our... activities. Honestly, that explains the new bedding too. "I'll hollar if I need help with anything."

"I'll be in the kitchen to make breakfast. More than just bacon and coffee, and toast. Actual food too," Wes started as he stood up out of bed. I took a deep breath as he came over to me. I glanced at him, feeling intimidated as he stared at me. "Take all the time that you need. Okay?" he whispered as he lifted a hand to my chin. I smiled softly and nodded. "Use-"

"My words, yeah, yeah. I'll take my time. But right now I'm probably going to piss my pants," I nervously laughed as I looked back at him. Wes smiled and nodded, a happy shine in his eyes.

"I better let you go to the bathroom then," he chuckled before gesturing towards the bathroom. I stared at him for a moment before turning to leave.

I was happy to have a few moments to myself. Not that I loved being around Wes, because I did love it. But I think I needed a minute to... think and get my thoughts together. We did things last night I never expected to do in my entire life. It didn't scare me... I was just... confused.

Once I finished using the toilet, I took a moment. Turning the water to be cooler, I splashed some on my face to wake myself up a bit. My reflection stared back at me and she looked befuddled and tired. Her eyes were bloodshot and bags resided under my eyes too. Her hair was disheveled and a complete mess. She definitely looked like she was dragged through Hell.