The Triplet's Dominant Play

Niah

"What's the cake for?" I asked when he uncovered the last dish on the dining table.

"It's--"

"Wait! Is it your birthday? Oh fuck, I am so terrible at remembering dates. I swear, I thought it's next month. I would---"

Seb chuckled cutting me off in between and putting his hands on my shoulders, "No, la mia bella donna, you didn't. It isn't my birthday but yeah you did forget something else." He sniffled, wiping off the fake tears as I looked at him bored.

[my beautiful queen]

"Ok ok but you have to compensate me for forgetting such an important day."

I raised an eyebrow amusingly as he gave me the best puppy eyes he could muster. "Fine, let's hear you."

"One thing," he said confusing me. "You have to grant me one thing that I ask for."

I scoffed, "You can ask me anything and I'll give it to you." He looked at me before shaking his head, "Not in that sense. Just promise me that you'll give me that one thing I ask."

"Deal"

"I need to hear your promise"

I sneered at him, "I promise you."

"So what's the day today?"

"Our one year anniversary," he smirked as I looked at him with a scowl. "We celebrated that two weeks ago."

"Tch, that one was for when we met for the first time.... And this one is for when we had sex for the first time." 

I looked at him like he had grown horns, who the fuck celebrates that? I mean I was not denying the warmth that spread through my chest but who celebrates their first sex together?

"Oh c'mon, don't make faces. Let's cut the cake." he declared, breaking the silence. He picked up the knife and we sliced a piece as he placed it artfully on the plate. I couldn't help but laugh at how he tried so hard to act like a professional while placing it.

We ate the cake with its sweet, velvety chocolate frosting, all the while our eyes never leaving each other. Neither one of us spoke, just enjoying the silence as we savored the moment.

Seb's hand found its way to my thigh, as he gave it a gentle squeeze. I couldn't help but smile, I loved how he could always make me feel so safe and loved, even if my world was the complete opposite of them.

I leaned in closer, my lips slightly grazing his cheeks before lightly biting his earlobe. "Let's celebrate," I whisper as his breath visibly shuddered.

I stood up and smirked seeing the light hue coating his cheeks. He still blushed at the mention of this line even after I had used it more than a million times.

I guess some things never get old.

I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the bedroom. The moment we crossed the threshold, I pushed him against the wall, my lips crashing onto his. Our tongues danced in a sensual rhythm as I slipped my hand inside his pants, feeling his hardness.

"Fuck, you're so hard for me," I whispered, biting his lower lip and nibbling it.

He groaned in response as I stroked him, feeling him pulse in my hand. I dropped to my knees, pulling his pants down to his ankles.

I looked up at him, his gray-blue eyes burning with desire. 

I gave him a small smirk before pinching his head with my thumb and forefinger and giving light scratches to the bottom of his penis. He grunted in response, his jaw clenching and eyes darkening. And I could practically see the itch in his hands which were in my hair to just grab my head and gag me on his cock, the dominance in him was forcing it way to the surface and I can see the efforts he was doing to keep that beast in control, after all, he knows better than that.