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7. Kasper

Chapter 7

Kasper

Waking up in Shawn’s arms was everything. I was nestled into his big spoon, his arm wrapped around me, his soft breath tickling the back of my neck, half wanting to reclaim sleep and half wanting to savor this moment. I chose the latter.

Last night had been—there were no words to describe how amazing it had been. Every kiss, every touch, every word was a memory I’d cherish. There was no fumbling or awkwardness that often came with first times. The comfort I felt with him was unlike any I’d experienced before.

Any worries I had that we were only going to be good together when doing a scene, Daddy and Little, fell away the moment he agreed to come inside. We weren’t there as our dynamic. We were there as two men who felt a connection they wanted to explore deeper. The heat between us was palpable, and everything about the night had been beautiful, hot, exhilarating, and sweet, all rolled into one.

When I asked him to spend the night, he’d said, “There’s no place I’d rather be.”

I fell asleep without needing a stuffie or my pajamas. All I needed was Shawn. And now… all I needed was a trip to the restroom. Stupid bladder.

As carefully as I could, I picked his arm up and slid out from underneath him. His breathing was still steady, and as I padded away, I thought I had managed not to disturb him. I was wrong. When I came back out, he was sitting up, stretching and yawning.

“I didn’t mean to wake you.” I felt bad doing so, especially after keeping him up so late the night before.

“You didn’t,” he assured me. “But... I don’t want to be that guy, but I think I need to go.”

“Oh. You have plans?” I asked, feeling a twinge of worry, because of course I was going to jump to the conclusion it was something I did.

“Not exactly.” He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, and I climbed back into bed beside him.

“Is it because staying over was too fast?” For some people, a sleepover was a huge deal. And I supposed, I fell into that category. At the time, I couldn’t have imagined him going home. This was where he belonged. Or so I thought. Now I wasn’t so sure.

“No.” He took my hand in his. “It’s because I...” He sucked in a deep breath. “Usually, when I’m going out and I think I might be out a long time, or I might be taking off my shirt, like for swimming or...”

He didn’t have to say what the “or” was, and I appreciated him not going into detail. I knew he meant getting naked with someone to have adult fun. And while we both knew we weren’t each other’s firsts, it didn’t need to be hit home after our first night together, especially when he was talking about the night we’d just spent together.

“But yesterday, I didn’t pump, and now I have to.”

Pump. His milk… I hadn’t even taken that into consideration. I honestly didn’t know near as much about that side of him as I should. And not just because it was Shawn, the man I was interested in, but because it affected a lot more men than I realized.

“Did I… did being with me…” I buried my face in my hands. If he hadn’t expected to be with me enough to pump, then maybe I’d pushed too hard. I hadn’t thought so at the time, but now…

His hands settled on mine. “Hey, look at me. Look at me, Kasper.”

I peered up at him.

“No, I didn’t pump because I wanted to be who I am with you. And if I pumped, it was like hiding part of me—part of me you already knew about and said you were fine with—like I didn’t trust you, and I didn’t like that.”

“Oh...” The relief washed over me, but there was still a lingering question, one I’d wanted to ask before but had been too embarrassed. If he could be this open and honest with me, I owed it to him to do the same back. “Is the only reason you’re leaving because of that?”

“You think I want to leave you? Trust me, it pains me to even suggest it.” He pulled me into his arms, exactly where I wanted to be.

“What if... what if I could help?” I already loved the taste of his milk, wouldn’t getting it from the source be even better…? Unless he didn’t like that. “Maybe I could... have some? Maybe that would help, and then we could have breakfast out or something afterward.”

He tilted his head, processing what I had said. “You want to drink from me? Not from a bottle?”

I had a feeling no one had ever offered to do that for him before because it didn’t sound like he didn’t want me to—more like he was shocked that I did.

“Last night, before we went to sleep, it was all I could think about,” I admitted. My face was burning, but I didn’t care. This was the conversation we needed to have.

We talked back and forth, and I told him I wasn’t exactly sure what I was doing. I made him promise to let me know if I hurt him at all. It was odd talking so mechanically about something I knew held an intimacy unlike any I’d experienced before, but also, it was good. We needed that.

“Come, sweet boy, have a drink and then we can go get some waffles.”

I did like waffles.

I snuggled in and, starting with his left side, circled his nipple with my tongue and then brought it into my mouth. Using the same movements I did with my bottle, I latched on and began to suck, the first taste exquisite. It was a lot easier to get the hang of it than I feared it might be. I didn’t know why I assumed it would be complicated—babies did it all the time, but also, it was... new things were scary.

When the milk slowed, I switched to the other side, Daddy’s hand rubbing small circles on my back. Had it been night time, I’d have started to doze off. Even now, it was a struggle.

When I’d depleted his supply, I sat up and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“No, thank you, my sweet boy. Now I can stay with you longer, the best gift of all.”

I smiled, and his eyes flicked down. I turned my head and saw that, clearly, he didn’t just like what I had done because it made him more comfortable… it turned him on. His hard cock told no lies.

“I think I know what we should do first, Daddy.” I reached down and ran my finger up his length, my own cock hardening at the sight of how much I turned him on.

Waffles would have to wait.

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