day 3: praise

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she pulled him closer by his waist, his stomach dropping.

"knees."
he was down on his knees faster than she could blink.
"good boyyy." she praised him, ruffling his hair. "look up at me."
his head snapped up, looking up at her with big, glossy eyes.
"you're so pretty like this." she cooed, softly petting his cheek. his stomach dropped even further.

"take your shirt off."
he quickly removed his shirt and tossed it across the room.
"good boy, so fast and obedient." she pet his face again. "your scars are so pretty." she leaned down to run one of her hands across his chest.
"hands behind your back."
he held his hands together behind his back, looking up at her with puppy dog eyes.
"gooood~" she praised.
he whimpered lightly and shifted in his position.

"spread your knees." she ordered.
he spread his knees and shivered at the physical vulnerability.
"goood." she looked him up and down. "my pretty boy." he whimpered at the name, a name he was familiar with.
"you look so good in these little shorts." she said with a smile.
she knelt down and ran a hand across his thigh before lightly grabbing his waist.
"you're so soft—wanna touch you forever." she said while slightly petting his side.

"yes. please. want that too. please never stop touching me." he said with a tone of desperation.

"you're so cute." her hand going back to petting his thigh.
"put your hands above your head."
he loosely held his hands together a little bit above his head.
"higher."
he stretched out his arms farther.
"good boy~ my pretty boy, so pretty like this, all exposed." she cooed.
he whimpered from the combination of praise and exposure.
she kissed him on the cheek before trailing down his neck to his chest, his whimpers getting louder.
"you sound so pretty, prettier than anyone else ever could be. i could listen to you forever." she whispered in his ear.
he let out a drawn-out whimper, melting from all the praise.
"just like that—you sound so pretty. again." she ordered.
he whimpered again, her ear up to his mouth.
"good boy, whimpering so prettily for me." she pet his cheek while she pecked the other one.

"c'mere, stand up" she said as stood up and put out a hand to help him up.
he got up and her hands went right back to his waist.
"good boyy." she said, eyes locked on his.
he slightly squirmed in her grasp, eyes pleading.
"sit on the bed."
he walked around her and sat on the edge of the bed, legs hanging off.
"goood." she took a step closer and put her hands on his thighs, fingertips barely sliding under the hem of his shorts.
he sat there, aroused and unsure of what to do with his body.

she kissed his neck.
"you sound so pretty."
she left hickeys on his shoulders.
"it's an honor to do this to you."
she kissed his chest.
"you look so beautiful with these marks. you're all mine—my pretty boy." she said after pulling back to look at him.
she slid her hand into the back of his hair and gently pulled. he moaned, mouth dropping open and eyebrows furrowing.
"i love the way your face looks, how you eyebrows furrow. you're so hot." she pulled again.
his back arched as he bites his lip, eyes shut and whimpering.
"i could watch your face forever." she pulled once more.
he let out a pathetic, high-pitched moan, shaking a little bit.

"you're so good for me."
she left a kiss on his cheek and kissed his neck before pulling away once again.
"lay back." she ordered
he layed back on the bed, her standing between his knees.
"hands above your head."
he layed his arms above his head, hand in hand.
"good boyyy~ what a quick learner." she put her hands back on his waist and watched his ab muscles flex.
"you're so hot. i love to watch how your body reacts to me."

she leaned over and kissed down his chest, his whimpers growing louder. she started leaving hickeys right under the bottom of his rib cage. his whimpers turned into strings of strained moans.
"you're doing so good."
he whimpered at the praise, his body convulsing as she went right back to leaving hickeys on his stomach.
she sunk her teeth into his soft flesh by his waistband. he shook as a moan caught in his throat, whimpering as she started to suck. he saw stars.
"good boy." she said breathlessly

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