Lukas & The Lion

Chapter 20- The Boy in the Sheets

"Come here my beautiful boy. Where do you go?" Ari growled as I tried to slide out of his hold. 

"I will! But I really need to brush my teeth! I taste gross!" I protested and wiggled out from under his arm where I'd woken up against his chest. 

He'd kissed me and I'd realized with embarrassment that I had crazy morning breath from lipping at his nipple all night. He had bad breath too, but it worked on him. 

I always felt this need to be clean for him; perfect and fresh. I slept so well in his hold. It was magic. 

"No, you do not leave, princess! You want to taste what is gross? Here," Ari laughed. 

He gripped me by the hair and guided my face into his armpit. He's twice my size so it's useless to struggle. I wasn't exactly turned off by this idea, but I still put my hand on his chest and tried to push away to make a show of it. He laughed at my attempts. 

"Grosssss!" I protested and inhaled his warm funk from a night of sleep. 

We'd showered before bed but he hadn't put on any deodorant so his pits had a natural rank. I wrestled with futile effort but his scent turned me on. His heavy musk went straight to my brain and reminded me how inferior I was to this dominant specimen of alpha perfection.

"You say you want gross! Lick it clean then I let you go!" Ari was enjoying himself and had woken up extra playful. His muscled, furry body easily bent me to its will. I had little hope of resistance.

I gave in. I lapped at his salty grunge. It wasn't the worst... and having my head nestled there all night had heated it up, so I kind of owed it to him to clean up after myself. 

I got my tongue in there and slurped and sucked till his skin was clean. He mumbled little things to me as I rooted around and slurped up his pungent, male scent. It felt so dirty, yet so right. 

"You love that. Don't you, princess... yes you do... that's daddy's good girl. Get it all," Ari encouraged. 

His voice turned from playful to that deep daddy tone that sent chills through me. He wasn't just being playful; he was into this and giving me permission to be into it as well. 

He let me go when he was satisfied. We'd both slept naked so there was no way to hide how rock hard I was under his control as I lifted off from him. I gasped for air and smacked a hand against his chest.

"Where is my thank you? You hit daddy when he reward you with what your pink boy heart need?" Ari faked a look of disbelief. He knew full well I'd enjoyed cleaning his pit.

"Thank you, daddy," I said with sarcasm and rolled my eyes. I started to crawl away to go brush my teeth. He pulled me back.

"Is not sound sincere from you. Where is gratitude? Try again!" Ari growled.

I flashed him a helpless look and he momentarily broke his tough guy character to smile and kiss my forehead. 

"So beautiful," he whispered. 

"Thank you, sir. Can I go brush my teeth now? Please, sir?" I begged.

"Yes, but first," he said then pushed his fingers through my hair. He pulled me down for a kiss. His tongue slipped past my lips and licked around mine. He didn't care how bad I tasted. I was his.

"Now you go. Your breath stink! Go brush clean for me!" He laughed and shoved me up playfully. I sat up on him, straddling his lap. It rubbed against my bare bottom. He put his hands on my pecs and squeezed them. I don't have the bulging pecs like him, but he likes to rub my flat chest and pretend.