Red Riding Hood | BoyxBoy | COMPLETED

Good Boys Get Rewards

Alexander's POV

The honeymoon was spent in the lovely underwater kingdom of Sirena. We were given a token to wear that allowed us to breathe underwater for whenever we left the suite. Cassidy and I had fun exploring the underwater city but most of it was spent in our room. If you know what I mean.

Our first night there, I had planned a romantic dinner and sexy night in. It was going to involve a well-deserved full-body massage for Cassidy and an unsubtle excuse to put my hands all over him. So far, dinner had gone swimmingly and it was time to move on to phase two of the plan.

I was arranging the bottles of scented oils I'd required prior to dinner. They were all mild enough for my sensitive nose and strong enough that Cassidy could have an opinion. Yes, Cassidy should always get to choose; I nodded to myself.

Cass was currently in the bathroom. Finally satisfied with the arrangement, I quickly stripped down and put on a loincloth to look the part of a masseuse that the tropical nymphs were famous for. He was going to come out any minute now and I quickly stood at the foot of the bed with my hands behind my back.

I smiled when Cassidy came out in a robe. His hair curled damply at his nape, he smelled divine.

I cleared my throat. "My Lord, please disrobe for your full-body massage," I bowed.

Cassidy giggled. "Alright," he said.

Straightening from my bow, the lines I'd prepared flew from my mind as I goggled at his attire. Cassidy stood before me in a bloodred lacy bodysuit. My eyes roamed his beautifully wrapped torso, straining to see his barely covered nipples. I swallowed at the lace that hinted cheekily at his cock.

"Alex," he asked. "Are you only going to stare all night?"

Yes, I began nodding; I'd do anything he wanted. The question registered and I hurried to shake my head. Cassidy laughed. I blushed and wiped my chin in case there was drool. There was a little.

"Take me to bed?"

"Absolutely."

I lay Cassidy on top of the sheets and kissed him. His breathy moans made me ground my hips into his.

"Oh, sweetheart," I murmured. "I love you so much."

He smiled sweetly and sucked at my bottom lip. "Tonight, I want you to use me."

I inhaled sharply. I produced a clawed hand and watched to see if he would hesitate. He didn't; his scent swelled with arousal. "Mark your words," I growled.

My claws sliced through the red lace, ripping the delicate fabric away and pinning his wrists above his head with my other hand. He arched his body, presenting as best as he could and my wolf howled.

"Keep them there," I instructed, "or do you need to be restrained?"

Cassidy was almost hyperventilating. "Yes, yes please."

I nodded. "Good boy." He keened and I rubbed a hand soothingly down his side. "I need you to listen to me carefully, sweetheart."

I waited as he registered my words and only continued when he nodded in acknowledgement.

"Good. Red to stop, Yellow if you want to slow down and Green to keep going, okay?"

Cassidy was panting, his hips squirming on the sheets. I waited patiently. I would need his consent before we could properly start.

"Sweetheart, do you understand?" I took my hands off him. "I need to hear you say it, Cas."

Cassidy swallowed. "Red to stop, Yellow to slow down and Green to keep going." He gasped wetly. "Please touch me."

I shushed him. "One moment, sweetness." Tearing the scraps of lace into strips, I secured them around his wrists, making sure they weren't tight enough to cut his circulation.

Cass watched with dark eyes as I arranged his body to my liking. The set-up had given him a chance to calm down. It was a good thing, I wasn't trying to overwhelm him. I kissed his mouth, savouring the taste of Cassidy before pressing more open-mouthed kisses to his jaw and neck; sucking a bruise at his clavicle as I made my way down his body.

He whined as I sucked more bruises at his hips. My wolf was basking in the sheer pleasure of marking up our mate. I pressed wet kisses to his cock, one hand pressing his hips down when he jerked. I kissed his trembling thighs and rubbed tiny circles into his soft skin with my thumb. It was time to reward my lover.

I shifted my gaze and paused.

Nestled between his cheeks was a glass plug, the ring of muscle stretched around it glistening with a scentless lubricant.

Oh, someone was getting rewarded tonight and it was both of us.