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"I have been told so many times that what I had to offer wasn’t enough, and I now understand that the partners who said that were correct. Back then I refused to discuss any of the struggles I grappled with or negative feelings I had which made them feel isolated in our relationship but I was also a lot more stable and... |
Vim knew that Ptem loved him. He knew she thought he was good to him and that he cared about his well being. But Vim had known that about every partner he’d dated. They’d tell him how important he was to them and how they couldn’t imagine not having him in their life, and then he’d fail to meet their needs and expectat... |
"Have you considered that that is no way to live?" Leonard asked. "It’s not fair to you or Ptem for you to constantly live in fear of your relationship ending, Vimshaaxud." |
Vim frowned and opened his mouth to respond but his therapist cut him off. |
"Before you try telling me that you don’t see any other option, consider what you’d say to a friend that was in your position," he said. |
"Depends on the friend," Vim said. He understood the point Leonard was trying to make. He didn’t disagree with him. He just didn’t see a way around it. If it were one of his support group friends who had also lost everything, he would understand. |
Leonard waited for him to continue. |
Vim sighed. "Look, I know it’s not fair to Ptem," he said. "I’ve known that the whole time. But if she doesn’t know, then it’s not his problem." He’d told Ptem once when they first discussed their feelings that he couldn’t handle losing him but never told her how afraid he still was that he would. He tried to keep his ... |
"Have you spoken to anybody but me about these fears, Vimshaaxud?" Leonard asked. |
Vim hadn’t. He didn’t feel ready to talk about it with his friends from his Draconia support group and didn’t really have anyone else he could mention it to. He shook his head. |
"Do you have a friend you could talk to about it?" Leonard asked. "I will keep working through this with you, but it might help to have the opinion of someone who knows you really well." |
Vim gave his therapist a blank look, waiting for him to realize what he’d just said. Leonard stared back at him, confused for a moment. His expression slowly morphed into a mix of embarrassment and concern when it dawned on him. |
"I am so sorry," he said. "That was careless of me. I should have thought before speaking." |
Vim shrugged. "You meant well," he said. "I have friends I can talk to about my grief. I don’t discuss my relationships with them. I haven’t known them long enough." |
The only friend he’d ever talked to about his relationships was Irdoff and they were very much dead. If he thought Djemari could keep it to themselves, he’d consider it, but he’d seen how much they love gossiping and he didn’t think it was the best idea. |
Leonard asked him who he spoke to about his relationships before Draconia fell and frowned when Vim said occasionally Irdof but he rarely discussed his romantic entanglements with those that weren’t directly involved. |
Leonard frowned. "Vimshaaxud, you should consider mentioning this in your support group," he said gently. "This is not uncommon and it might help you let go of your fears. If you keep reinforcing them the way you have been, both yourself and Ptem will be harmed." |
Ptem placed her hand over Vim’s and entwined their fingers together as he looked him in the eye. "You’re not demanding for having needs, love," he said gently in the same language. "You’ve been trying so hard for so long and your efforts are more than enough. Thank you for trusting me. We can take care of each other." |
Instead of arguing that Ptem shouldn’t be forced to take care of him, Vim pulled him tighter against him and tucked her head under his chin. "I’m sorry, love," he said. He truly hadn’t meant to upset him. |
"You don’t need to apologize," Ptem said. "I often feel the same way. I sometimes doubt that I deserve you as well. But I try to remember that I’m yours anyway, even though I’m imperfect. I love you, whether or not you think you deserve it." |
"Everyone is imperfect, love, even the gods," Vim said. "But you are everything I could ever want. You’re kind and caring. You respect my boundaries. You’re thoughtful and funny and incredibly smart. You are creative and gorgeous and an excellent lover. You make me feel safe and loved and important, and I am so unbelie... |
"But my point is I feel the same way about you," Ptem said. "Being with you feels right." |
"You feel like home, love," Vim admitted quietly. He didn’t know how else to express how much Ptem meant to him in a way that communicated the depth of his feelings. He knew she’d understand how big that was for him. |
Ptem pressed herself up against his belly. "I love you," she said softly. "Please could you try not to say you’re unworthy? Or perhaps to say it less? And whenever you find yourself thinking that, I want you to remember that I love you." |
Vim nodded. "I’ll try," he said. "I’m sorry I upset you. I love you too." He sat up and removed the leather harness Ptem had made for him and placed it on the nightstand. He rolled onto his back, pulling Ptem with him to lie on his stomach and pulled the blankets over them both. "Are you comfortable like this, love?" V... |
"Mhm," Ptem said, waving a hand to extinguish the lights. He nuzzled Vim’s snout before pressing a kiss to it. |
"I like when you nuzzle against me," Vim confessed quietly in the dark. His voice was hesitant. "I missed it." He worried Ptem might take his words as him saying he was lacking as a partner but he needed her to know that he wanted him to keep doing it. He slowly stroked his hand up and down his back and tucked her head... |
"I’m sorry I didn’t try sooner. I was worried I’d mess it up somehow. I’ll keep doing it," Ptem said. "I’m tired enough to sleep without your lightning, but thank you. You were thorough." |
Vim rubbed his chin over the top of Ptem’s hair and started purring. He felt the last remaining tension leave her body as she drifted off. He shifted in place in her sleep and Vim realized he’d never cleaned them up after sex but didn’t want to move Ptem. Vim grimaced. They’d be sticky in the morning but there was noth... |
Ptem awoke to the sound of Vim’s snoring and the rise and fall of his belly underneath her. It was much earlier than she needed to be up, but he was relieved that he’d woken of his own accord. There had been a couple of other such days, but he still relied on Vim to rouse her the majority of the time. |
She blinked her eyes open and carefully extricated himself from Vim, the residue from last night’s activities sticking to her skin and lingerie. He should have cleaned up before they went to sleep yesterday, but they’d both been too soft and tired. |
Ptem winced at the stiffness in his joints as he stretched lightly. The feeling would dissipate once he’d had his glissfoil tonic and olisuba tea. She gently rolled himself off Vim and began to sit up when he noticed her half-hard cock. Ptem took it in her hand and it twitched at her touch. He idly rubbed the head with... |
He could take care of herself while Vim slept, but he’d likely wake him with all the noise she made. Even by himself, Ptem was not quiet. As she considered his options, her eyes landed on Vim’s green shirt, still in a heap with the rest of his clothes on the floor. He smiled to herself as an idea formed in her head. |
Vim had loved seeing her in his shirt the last time she’d worn it and remarked that he wished he could start his days with sex. They’d discussed the possibility of Ptem waking Vim up with her mouth around his cock but hadn’t had the chance to try it yet. It was Yulisen morning, which meant neither of them were schedule... |
Ptem whispered the familiar Elvish incantation and flicked her wrist, summoning a floating hand to pick Vim’s shirt up off the floor and give it to him. He slipped it over her shoulders and left the front open so Vim would see her body cage and collar when he woke up. Ptem moved over to Vim, still asleep on his back. H... |
Gently nudging his legs apart, Ptem pressed a delicate kiss to the tip of Vim’s cock. She wrapped her hand around it and took the head into her mouth, sucking on it softly. |
Vim moaned in his sleep, his dreams turning to Ptem riding his cock, desperation painted across her face as he begged Vim to let her move faster. He stared up at him, hands on his hips, holding Ptem steady. She was warm and wet and tight and when the dream faded and he slowly regained consciousness, the feeling didn’t ... |
He looked down and found Ptem in his green shirt and her body cage, mouth around his cock. |
"Ptem?" he asked, confused. He blinked his tired eyes and stroked her hair, wondering if he was still dreaming. |
Ptem withdrew from Vim’s cock and loosened her hand around it. "Good morning, love," he said, smiling at Vim. "Would you like me to continue?" |
Vim slid a finger into Ptem’s hair and fisted it, tugging on the silky strands gently. "Tell me you want me," he said instead of answering her question. He wanted Ptem to continue, but more than that he wanted to know that she wanted him as well. |
"I want you, love," Ptem said, looking Vim in the eye. "I always want you." |
Vim wrapped his free hand around the base of his cock and pulled Ptem back down to it, resting the pointed tip against her soft lips. "Then take me," he said. |
Ptem opened her mouth and swallowed Vim’s cock, sucking harder this time. He stroked the shaft with one hand as she bobbed her head up and down his length, taking as much as he could. The tip hit the back of her throat and Ptem moaned around him. |
Vim closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the bed. Ptem’s mouth felt amazing around him. He moaned, barely resisting the urge to thrust up into him as her tongue moved along his ridges. |
"Fuck, love, you feel amazing," he said. He loosened his grip on her hair so he could move at his own pace, instead gathering it behind his head so it was out of her way. |
He watched her work him, staring up at him as he slowly moved up and down his cock, her lips stretched around his length. "You look so pretty like this," he told him, brushing a thumb over her cheek. |
Ptem gradually increased her speed, savouring the weight of Vim on her tongue. He circled the head and took him deep into her throat, her own cock throbbing as she sucked. She moved the hand around Vim’s cock down to the base of his tail and ran a finger over the sensitive place where it met his back. He whimpered arou... |
Vim moaned under her and arched into his touch. His tail thrashed, moving of its own accord as Ptem brought him closer and closer to completion. He gently pulled her off his cock. "Fuck, love, you’re going to make me come too soon," he gasped. "I haven’t even touched you yet." |
"You can touch me when I’m done with you," Ptem said. "I want you. Let me finish you with my mouth, please?" She looked up at Vim, waiting for his permission to resume. |
"How can I say no when you ask so nicely?" Vim replied. He let Ptem take him again, gasping as her soft lips closed around him and his tongue flicked over his slit. |
Ptem sucked with renewed vigour. Knowing how close Vim was ignited a determination inside her that sent arousal pulsing through her nerves and her own stiff cock. Ptem kept one hand at the base of Vim’s tail and slid the other up and down the shaft where her mouth couldn’t reach. |
"Fuck," Vim moaned. He wanted to watch Ptem take him but his eyes kept sliding shut as she pleasured him. |
He held off as long as he could but Ptem was too good with his mouth and the tension in Vim’s body snapped, flooding him with tingling warmth as he spilled into her with a roar, his claws digging into the sheets under him. |
Ptem swallowed, the salty taste of him lingering on his tongue. She sucked him until he was spent and pulled off him only when Vim began to twitch beneath him. He released Vim’s cock and resisted the impulse to touch herself. The feeling of Vim coming inside her mouth was almost too much for Ptem to bear, but he wanted... |
"Fuck, you’re way too good at that, love," Vim said, his breath too quick and his heart racing. He scrubbed his palms over his face, trying to stave off the sudden exhaustion and pulled himself upright to sit against the headboard. "Come here," he said. |
Ptem shuffled forward on the bed towards Vim, the hem of Vim’s shirt trailing over the covers. She took in the sight of Vim, still breathless from his orgasm and his scales tinged with the pinkish-orange of arousal. Ptem’s cock twitched and she looked Vim in the eye, waiting for instructions. |
Vim wrapped his hand around Ptem’s throat, squeezing gently to slow the blood flow to her brain, wanting him to feel fuzzy and relaxed. "You’re a mess, love," he teased. "But fuck, do you look hot like this." |
Ptem’s hair was half out of his braid and her lingerie was still stained from the previous night’s activities. Vim’s shirt slid off her narrow shoulders, revealing the bronze collar around his throat and Vim wanted to make even more of a mess of him. He wanted her ruined and covered in his marks. |
"Do you want my hand around your cute little cock or filling your empty ass, love?" he asked her. |
"I need your hand on my cock," Ptem said, trying and failing to conceal her desperation. "Please?" |
"Go fetch your butt plug, love," Vim said. "Then I’ll give you what you need." |
Ptem stretched his wrists and conjured her floating hand again and had it retrieve a butt plug from her bag. The toy was at its smallest size and he could take it without preparation. He placed the plug in Vim’s open palm. |
"Good, love," Vim praised him. He lifted Ptem into his lap and pulled her back to his chest. He hooked his legs over his knees and spread him open. "I know how greedy you are," he said in his ear. "You wouldn’t be satisfied if I left you empty, would you?" He ran his hands up and down her sides. |
Ptem whimpered and shook her head. "Fuck!" he swore. He crooked her fingers to conjure lube for her ass and the plug. "Please, Vim, touch me!" |
Vim ran his hands up Ptem’s inner thighs and gently pushed his toy into her, chuckling at the sounds he made as she was filled. "That feels better, doesn’t it, love?" he asked. He pushed the base of the toy with his knuckle, nudging it against her prostate. |
"Y-yes," Ptem stammered. "Much better." |
Vim pulled his shirt open, revealing Ptem’s throbbing cock. "Oh, sweetheart," he cooed, "that looks like it hurts. Let me take care of you." He wrapped one hand around her throat, slipping a finger through the ring, and closed his other hand around her cock, nuzzling against the side of her face. He tightened his grip ... |
Ptem cried out, her voice shrill with need. He slicked her cock and Vim’s hand, gasping as the plug shifted with her movements. |
Vim slowly dragged his hand up and down her cock, brushing his thumb over his sensitive head. "You look so good like this," he said. "I love you dirty and desperate and wearing my clothes. You’re my favourite toy to play with. I want to spend the day enjoying your body." |
Ptem moaned loudly with every stroke of Vim’s hand. He leaned back against him and rested her head on his soft chest and closed her eyes in pleasure. He fisted the bedsheet with one hand and brought the other up to caress her nipple. Ptem whined as he gently twisted the piercing. |
"Oh, are you going to put on a show for me, love?" Vim asked. He loosened his grip on her neck and pushed his thumb into her open mouth. He lowered his mouth to his shoulder and kissed him before using his breath weapon to send a low level spark of lightning through her. |
The lightning pulsed through Ptem and she let out a muffled cry. The sudden rush of blood to his head amplified the gentle current rippling through him, making her nerves buzz with pleasure. When Vim did it again, Ptem bit down on the thumb in his mouth and clenched around the plug in her ass. She kept her mouth closed... |
Vim sped up his hand on Ptem’s cock and pressed down on his tongue so her mouth felt full of him. He hit him again and again with gentle bolts of lightning up and down her throat and across his shoulders. |
"This is what you need, isn’t it love?" he asked between zapping him. "You need me to ruin you. You need me to make it impossible for you to think. You need to be so overwhelmed, you forget who you are. Let me give that to you." |
Ptem’s body went rigid against Vim. The tension that had been building since she closed her lips around Vim’s cock that morning finally broke and Ptem screamed as he came, the thumb in his mouth stifling the noise. He coated Vim’s hand with her spend and continued to vocalize as Vim stroked him through his orgasm. |
Vim slowed his hand as Ptem began to tremble in his arms, wiping his hand off on his now-dirty shirt. He pulled his thumb from her mouth and adjusted him so she was sitting across his lap, his face buried in Vim’s neck as he came down. |
Vim struggled to keep his eyes open and he held him, slowly stroking her hair. His body was confused and wanted to fall back asleep but they were both absolutely filthy and it’d be better if they bathed first given that they hadn’t cleaned up after last night’s event. He sent a silent prayer to Erathis, asking her to f... |
Vim gently began stripping Ptem’s clothes off, careful not to jostle him too much so she could enjoy his afterglow. When he was naked in Vim’s arms, Vim stood and walked into the washroom. He asked Ptem to heat the water and when she did, he climbed into the tub with her and cleaned them both off, methodically washing ... |
After a few minutes of bathing, Ptem blinked her eyes open, finally registering his surroundings. "Hi," she said languidly. "I love you." He pressed a kiss to Vim’s snout. "Are you having a good morning?" |
"Mmm?" Vim blinked sleepily at Ptem. "Love you too. We’re going back to sleep after." His accent was thick with his exhaustion and he was barely awake enough to finish Ptem’s hair. |
"But it’s breakfast time," Ptem said. "I can get us pastries from downstairs without having to move. I also need to brew my tea." |
Vim made a grumbly sound in response and finished rinsing Ptem’s hair. He struggled to his feet and stepped out of the bath, wrapping himself in a fluffy towel. He lifted Ptem out and wrapped him up as well. He was practically swaying on the spot as he tried to comb and condition her hair. |
Ptem gently pried Vim’s fingers off her hairbrush and took it from him, finishing his haircare routine herself. Vim’s half-awake attempts were adorable and Ptem smiled to himself at how cute he was. She hadn’t expected him to be so tired again so soon. His heart swelled with pride as he admired the outcome of sucking h... |
When he’d finished with her hair, Ptem took Vim’s hand in hers and led him back to the bed, hastily casting Prestidigitation before they got back in. Ptem shoved her now-clean lingerie and Vim’s shirt on top of the dresser. |
"Sleepy time?" Vim asked. He curled himself around Ptem, purring loudly as he nuzzled as close to him as he could. His eyes slid shut and he let himself relax against her. |
"Breakfast time," Ptem replied. "Which pastries would you—" Ptem turned to ask Vim about his breakfast preferences to find him already fast asleep and snoring. She smiled and conjured her floating, spectral hand to retrieve her stone from his staff. He turned it over in her palm to summon her unseen servant, ordering i... |
He chose two pastries to have with the tea and left the coffee and the plate on the bedside table for whenever Vim woke up. After she was done, Ptem cleaned the crumbs off the bed and snuggled beside Vim to drift back to sleep. |
Vim awoke properly when the sun started filtering through the curtains in the room. Ptem was pressed against him, half-sitting, half lying on his stomach. He eased himself upright, careful not to jostle Ptem too much and gently laid her head in his lap. Ptem had left him coffee and a plate of pastries on the nightstand... |
The coffee had cooled to room temperature but Vim didn’t care. He needed the caffeine and he didn’t want to get up and leave her alone. He felt bad enough for passing out before finishing her aftercare. He drank it quickly and ate a couple of the cheese pastries. When he was finished, he picked up his book to read whil... |
After he’d read a couple of chapters, Ptem stirred and blinked her eyes open. "Good morning, love. Did you put me here because you wanted another round?" he joked, her head still in Vim’s lap. |
Vim stashed a scrap of paper into his book and placed it back on the nightstand. "If you’re up for it, love, I fully intend on having you as many times as you’ll let me," Vim said. "Neither of us have anywhere to be today and I want to keep you in my bed." |
"I like the sound of that," Ptem said. "I really enjoyed waking you up this morning." |
"I really enjoyed you waking me this morning," Vim said. "Sorry I fell asleep in the middle of aftercare." Vim felt bad for doing that but Ptem didn’t appear to have been harmed by it. |
"You don’t need to apologize," Ptem said. "You still did a great job of taking care of me. Thank you for squeezing my throat and using your lightning on me." |
Vim stroked Ptem’s hair, smiling at her. He considered what he wanted to spend the rest of the morning doing to him. He had plenty of options. He could ask her to put on a show for him with a few of his toys or lay her out and eat his ass. He could bend him over his lap and finger her or slowly fuck him into the mattre... |
"I want you to kneel in front of me, love," he said. "I’m going to collar and blindfold you. Then I’m going to tie your arms behind your back and finger your ass. Then you’re going to ride my cock until you can’t anymore. How does that sound?" |
Ptem grinned at him. "That sounds perfect." |
Ptem hummed softly as he woke up from yet another nap, shifting in Vim’s arms. When Vim blinked his eyes open, Ptem nuzzled the tip of his snout and kissed him. |
"Good evening, love," Ptem said, smiling. "Did you have a good sleep?" |
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