Page 19 of Regal Feather
Another kiss first. More exploring his body. More of the tenderness, the softness that everyone except for him would tease me for. Ever knew I liked to take my time. He’d never complained, even when we were teenagers amped up with too many hormones and none of them liked the word patience.
The lube was one of those large bottles I’d only seen in porn. It was half empty.
“Take off your hoodie and get on all fours.”
“Yes, Sir.”
The word had me stop. “Is that what you wanna call me?”
Ever nibbled on his lip again. I itched to make him stop. “It’s… Yeah?”
I frowned. I could let it go, or I could do the right thing. Make things keep feeling the same as they had so far.
With the bottle of lube secured in my hand, I went back to covering his body with mine. To pepper him with kisses and soft bites that were meant to reassure him that we were okay.
“Remember how I said all I knew about kink was because of you?”
Ever nodded. His eyes widened with fear.
That wouldn’t do.
“I really, really want to fuck you, babes. Fuck, to do anything you want me to do to you.” It was a heavier confession than anything I’d said since I arrived. Why it left me feeling lighter instead of filled with anxiety was not something I could dwell on right now. “But I don’t think I’m Dom material. Okay?”
The anxiety kicked in. I knew I couldn’t fake being the kind of Dom he’d told me about, but I couldn’t lose the one thing I’d just gotten back, either.
“Okay.” Ever took a shaky breath. “It’s… You and me against the world, right?”
“Right.” My body slumped down against his. I had to be crushing him, making it hard for him to breathe, but he didn’t say anything. He just widened his legs to make more room for me to have my quiet meltdown. “You and me against the world.”
“We don’t have to record anything,” Ever murmured.
I propped up on my elbow and ignored the way he swallowed in a lungful of air before I felt too guilty about it. “But it will turn you on much more if we do, right?”
“I mean…” More of that addicting blush. “Yeah, but…”
“I know.” Another kiss. “Do as I said before.”
“Okay.”
Once my weight wasn’t on him, he was quick to get rid of the hoodie, revealing the mesh…bralette…thing he had beneath it, and the pink panties with some of that mesh fabric on the top. My gaze locked in on the also pink cage that shrank his cock and was tied to a thick ring around his balls.
“Fuck.” A soft growl left my throat, unbidden. Ever blushed harder. “It really turns you on? To feel my hard on when yours is trapped like that?”
The words just came out. I blamed all the poor quality porn I’d watched, and the fact that it was Ever.
That blame didn’t translate into anything negative when it elicited that sound from Ever’s lips. A sort of whimper I’d never heard coming from him before.
“Yes, please,” he breathed out.
“Please?” I teased. I helped him get in position, though. My phone was turned off on the other end of the bed, but his was right there. “Is your passcode the same?”
“You remember?”
Did I remember the raccoon he had secretly adopted and had kept around for six whole years with no one being the wiser? Yeah, I remembered. After switching from Face ID to passcode, I tapped on the right numbers and saw the screen unlock before me. He kept the app for the camera at the bottom of the screen, so I just tapped there and slid toward video.
“Are you ready?”
Ever glanced back toward me, his gaze stuck on the phone I was angling to keep his face off it.
