Beautiful Stillness ✔️

Chapter 05: Touch (Mature)

Chapter 05: Touch (Mature)

He spanked his ass again repeatedly and Ulysses couldn't help but to moan loudly just like what his young master said.

"Hngg, ahhh, ahhh, hurts..."

"So you can somehow talk. You have limited words, right? What's your favorite word?" Damond said while spanking his bouncy ass.

"Y-young master's, ahhh, ahhh, name, ahhh." Ulysses cried from the stinging pain mixed with overwhelming sensation.

The young master's actions revealed his excitement. The blows to his ass became firmer, deliberate. Lord Damond caressed the smooth cheek of his ass at first, then slapped it again, watching his reaction closely.

"Count how many times I spank you by your moans. You can keep the numbers in your head," Lord Damond said, waiting for his response. Ulysses’ eyes welled up with tears, but he nodded.

"Ahh," Ulysses cried, overwhelmed by pain and pleasure, "Ahh, ahh, hurts, ahh, ahh, young master, ahhh..."

"I said count."

Ulysses counted silently, letting his moans fill the room instead. "Ahh, ahh, hngg, ahh, ahh, ahh..."

"Oh, why are you crying, darling? Does it hurt?" The young master stopped spanking and fondled his ass gently, his hands traveling to Ulysses’s throbbing cock. "But you’re so hard down here. And you’re dripping wet. Look how much you want this."

Ulysses gasped, cock throbbing. "Ahhh, hggnn… huhu… Hurts… aahh, master… but feels good… ahh…"

"You want me to touch you?"

"Please… please, master…"

Damond guided him to the bed and laid him down firmly. "Bend over the mattress and touch yourself. Show me."

Ulysses hesitated only briefly before obeying. The sensation was too much already. He touched himself eagerly, one hand stroking his cock, the other fingering himself open. He had dreamed of this for so long, dreamed of his master watching him like this.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh…" Ulysses moaned loudly, "M-master… ahhh… young master… ooohh… ungh… haa… ahhh…"

He was so lost in the feeling that he almost forgot he was being watched until Lord Damond cursed loudly.

"Fuck."

Lord Damond stood and unbuckled his belt, his arousal obvious. He positioned himself in front of Ulysses as he freed his cock.

Ulysses lifted his face willingly, eyes dark with desire. A soft slap echoed as Damond’s cock brushed against his cheek. Ulysses flushed deeply when he realized just how big it was.

"You don’t need lube, do you?" Lord Damond asked, watching him closely.

[Please...]

The young master pushed him back onto the bed and kissed him deeply, thoroughly with tongue exploring every part of him as Ulysses submitted eagerly beneath him. The wet, sloppy kisses made his head spin, pleasure building too fast.

"Beg me," the young master teased.

"Master… ahh… please…"

"Beg harder."

Ulysses ground against him desperately. "Ahhh… master… young master… ahhh… I— I want you… ahhh… want your cock… please…"

He wanted him so badly it hurt. Ulysses trembled, completely open.

"Please… L-Lord D-Damond."

A satisfied smile spread across Damond’s face. "That’s my good boy."

The young master guided himself inside slowly, giving Ulysses time to adjust. Ulysses gasped as he stretched around him, tears spilling freely but he nodded, urging him on. Soon Damond began to thrust, steady and deep.

"Ahhh! Ahh… ahh…!"

"Look at me," Lord Damond said firmly, lifting his chin. "Open your eyes, baby."

"Ahh… ahh… master…!"

"So fucking good," Damond groaned, thrusting harder. "You feel so good."

"Ahh… ahh… deep… master… please…"

"You want it deeper?" Damond asked.

Ulysses nodded frantically.

Damond thrust deeper, hitting his prostate. Ulysses cried out, losing himself completely.

"Ahhhhh! There— ahh— there— master!"

"Fuck… take me."

The thrusts became faster, deeper. Ulysses screamed as his body shook beneath him, pleasure overtaking everything. His release spilled across Damond’s face.

"You came?" Damond groaned, licking it away. "Stay with me. I’m not done yet."

They were both drowning in sensation. Ulysses clung to him as Damond kept moving, strong and relentless.

"Ahhh… ahhh… too much… master…" Ulysses cried but his body arched up, still pleading.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," Damond said through gritted teeth.

Ulysses shook his head desperately.

"No… please… don’t stop…"

Ulysses screamed in pleasure as Damond gave him everything, burying himself deep with one final thrust.

"Ahhh! D-Damond!"

They reached their climax together. Damond collapsed against him as Ulysses’ eyes fluttered shut, bliss washing over him.

"Huff… fuck… that was good…" Damond caught his breath.

As darkness crept in, Ulysses barely registered his surroundings.

"You falling asleep, darling?" Damond murmured. "Come on, let me clean you."

"Master…"

"I’m here. I came inside you, let me take care of you."

Ulysses opened his eyes to see him smiling softly. "Okay."

The night didn’t end there. They moved between the bathtub and the bed, slow and gentle this time. That night marked the beginning of something new, something they both chose, again and again until it became a habit, and then an addiction.