Xavyn groaned, and fell back, watching his partner step ever closer to him, and place his hands on Xavyn's hips, sliding up his sides, and making the extra effort of keeping his shirt on. "Gaara, suck my cock will you?" "Yes, Daddy." It was getting unbearably hot under all his clothes, and it made Xavyn squirm as Gaara inched his pants down, then off. The elder leaned down, and kissed at Xavyn's exposed hips, and his inner thighs, the touch feather light, and breath close enough to send goosebumps all over the younger's skin. "Gaara, please." "Patience, Daddy. I want to savor this." Gaara kissed his way to the base of Xavyn's cock, watching it jump as he pressed a gentle kiss to it. Xavyn waited as patiently as he could, but he started to squirm, and writhe from the endless teasing. His cock ached, and dripped pre, he threw his arms over his eyes, and bit into his sleeve as he caved. "Gaara please, please suck me. I can't take it anymore!" "Daddy I love when you beg like that, it gets me so hard." He whimpered, and thought he might cum from that, when his cock was enveloped by Gaara's mouth, and massaged by a velvet soft tongue.

He grunted, and struggled to stay still, for his partner's sake. "Fuck, fuck so good." Gaara moved slowly, pressing his tongue flat against the underside, and working his way down as far as he could. He gently held, and rubbed his partner's hips, knowing the struggle the younger was putting himself through. "Hahh, hng! G-Gaara it's so good!" The elder chuckled, and shifted a bit, coming down at a slightly different angle, able to take him past his gag reflex, before swallowing around Xavyn. "Oh no, oh dear gods if you do that again, it'll make me cum." Gaara pulled back, and released him with a soft 'pop', wrapping his around the organ to jerk Xavyn to orgasm. The youngest moaned, and reached to Gaara, but gripped the bedsheet at the last second, his legs trembled as Gaara rubbed at the tip of his cock. He gulped in air as he came down from the high, squirming away from the hand that continued rubbing. "Gaara stop, please." The hand retreated, and Xavyn sighed as the oversensetivity fueled pleasure finally started to fade away. Gaara climbed over him, and peppered his face with kisses. "What a good boy you are. You ok?" "Y-yeah I'm good. Get the toy."

Gaar gave another peck to his lips, and hopped off, grabbing the present box which contained the dildo, and a new bottle of lube Xavyn didn't see before. "Was that there before?" He asked as Gaara threw a leg over his hips, and settled on his waist. "Yes, we were running low so I got more. Help me get my panties off? Please, Daddy." "How am I supposed to say no to you?" Gaara chuckled, saying, "You're not." Xavyn, finally allowed to touch his partner, put his small hands on Gaara's waist, and rubbed his thumbs along the area, feeling the soft, unscarred skin, and feeling for the cloth in question. Gaara leaned down, and kissed Xavyn's lips, sliding a hand up, under his jaw. He found the cloth, and slipped a hand into it to grasp at Gaara's ass cheeks. "Your ass is amazing, Baby. I ever tell you that?" Gaara moved to kiss, and nip his neck, humming a bit. "Not today. What's so amazing about it?" "It's so soft, and so...round." He gave a gentle squeeze, and Gaara moaned behind his ear, making Xavyn shiver, and close his eyes, hoping the sound will burn into his memory.

"And it's so tight inside, a perfect fit for my cock, like you were made to be fucked in a maid's outfit." "Alright, alright. I get the picture. Get this thing in me already." Gaara rocked his hips, and Xavyn saw his cock straining in the blue lace panties. "Gods that's so hot. Do you need to be stretched out or did you do it in the shower?" "I took care of it, but I don't mind you making sure," Gaara nipped at the outer shell of Xavyn's unpierced ear, "Daddy." Xavyn never knew his partner could be such a tease, and it drove him mad, dick already filling again; nearly at half mast. He fought the dominating part of himself, not wanting to hurt his boyfriend in any way. "Lift up for me." Gaara raised his hips, and his panties were tugged down as far as they could go, then Gaara had to shift to get them down to his ankle before settling back on Xavyn's waist. "You want me to do it like this?" Gaara nodded, and opened the citrus scented lube to squeeze some onto Xavyn's fingers, spreading them around the first two digits. "Daddy, see if I'm stretched out enough for you. I don't know if I did good enough."

Xavyn pushed the skirt up a bit, to Gaara's tailbone, and pressed a wet finger to Gaara's hole, slowly pushing in. He took his time, feeling the walls that clenched around his finger. It was tight, both inviting, and rejecting the intrusion, and Gaara grunted quietly as his most sensetive spots were brushed against. Xavyn pushed the next finger inside as well, and heard a delicious moan as he nudged Gaara's prostate. "Daddy..." He whined, and his voice wavered as he pushed back, against the hand. "You feel so good inside, Baby. Even just on my fingers. You really love this, don't you? Get off on Daddy touching you like this? Knowing only I can make you feel good?" "Yes I love it. I love when you touch me like this." The elder started to pant against Xavyn's shoulder, and he rocked his hips in time to the thrusting of the hand. "Yeah, you're stretched out enough. Lube up that toy, and put in you." Xavyn's hand moved to plant on Gaara's hip as his boyfriend shakily obeyed the order. He started to push it in, and bit his lip to stifle a moan; the toy was thicker than either of them, and it took some time to get used to.

He had leaned back so Xavyn could watch his expressions change as he got filled with, and stretched by the toy. "You look real good like that. How does it feel?" Gaara grunted as he took it to the hilt, and leaned forward again, putting his weight on his arms on either side of Xavyn. "It feels good, better...better than I thought it would. I-it's not even moving, and I f-feel like I could cum just from it being there." "Wow. That good, huh?" Xavyn already knew he wouldn't use the toy, he didn't want to feel anything inside his body that wasn't attatched to his partner. He pulled Gaara down for a hard kiss, one hand grabbing, and moving the toy for him. He started off slow, and carefully, the object foreign to both of them, and his other hand moved from Gaara's hip, under the top of the outfit, to his nipple to give it a tiny twist. Gaara moaned into his mouth, and couldn't keep his eyes open. "Harder please. F-fuck me harder, and p-pinch- ah fuck! Yes...like that, yes, oh gods." Xavyn paused to grab the toy from an angle to better attack Gaara's prostate, and thrusted it deep, and hard to grind, and drag against that spot.

He gently pulled Gaara higher up on his body, tugging the outfit top up to Gaara's neck. He resumed thrusting the toy, and leaned up to capture Gaara's untouched nipple in his mouth, nibbling, and sucking at it. He wrapped his free arm around his partner to keep him pressed tightly against him, feeling Gaara's cock throb between them, and the sounds Gaara made were new, lust filled, and desperate, climbing in pitch, and being pulled from somewhere deep in his core. He couldn't stop rocking his hips, meeting the toy as it bottomed out, and dragging his cock against Xavyn's shirt in a form of friction. "Daddy, Daddy I'm close! Can I cum? Can I, please?" Xavyn pulled back from his partner's sweat-shiny chest, and glanced up at his face to see his jaw slack, eyes glossy, and swallowing so he didn't drool. "Yes, baby. You can always cum." Gaara leaned down to kiss Xavyn's lips, cupping a hand over his cock to make a tighter space between the shirt, and his hand for him to fuck into. Xavyn took the chance to switch from long, drawn out thrusts, to quick, and short jerks of the wrist.

Gaara whined into the kiss, and curled in on himself, digging the nails of his free hand into Xavyn's shirt as he painted the material with his seed. Xavyn slowly fucked him through it before removing the toy, and continuing the kiss. He moved his now free hand to rub at Gaara's lower belly while his body shook with the fading pleasure. When his partner was more relaxed, Xavyn still didn't let go, hugging him tightly, and nuzzling at his neck. "Are you alright, Cupcake?" "Yes, Baby. I'm ok. What about you? That looked intense." Gaara chuckled, and sat back, holding Xavyn's wrists, and tracing old scars with his thumbs and fingertips. "It was intense, and it was really good, Xavyn. Do you want me to get rid of this for you?" Gaara felt Xavyn's erection poking at him as his partner got harder by the minute. "Uh..." Gaara tilted his head, and scooted a little higher, seeing the eternal struggle in his partner's eyes. "Want me to look away so you can do it?" Xavyn nodded, face, and neck burning with shame. "Alright. It's ok, Xavyn. I'm not mad at you." That helped a little, and Gaara eased his way off the bed, standing with the help of holding the bedpost, legs not quite ready to be used yet.

He turned away from Xavyn, peeling his clothes off slowly to give him the time, and privacy he needed. He listened as Xavyn took himself in hand, and paid attention to the frequency of noise to judge when it was ok to turn around. He heard the smallest of whimpers for a while, then a muffled cry, and a strangled moan, then nothing. Gaara carefully put his new outfit away, and got his pants on before turning to see his partner take his own ruined shirt off, tossing it in the direction of the closet. "Are you really ok, Xavyn? Was it too much of a surprise?" He sat next to his partner, and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him tight against his side. He kissed Xavyn's temple as he waited for a response; Xavyn wanted to lie, but he felt like Gaara deserved the truth. "I just...wish I could fit into the role you want me to have." "Cupcake...if you don't like it, then tell me. Don't do anything you don't like for my sake. Please." "No, no, I do like it. More than I ever thought I could. It's just that...I never what to do. Being dominant, and controlling...isn't in my nature."

"If you want me to help, all you have to do is ask. You don't need to guess, and hope you do it right." Xavyn turned, and buried his face in Gaara's shoulder. "I'm sorry. I don't wanna ruin the mood by all that, I want to do it right for you." Gaara pet Xavyn's hair, and kissed his head. "I would rather have you ask for help than to go on a journey alone. If you need me to slow down, I will. You just have to talk to me, ok?" "I'll try...I just feel like a useless moron for not knowing what my boyfriend likes done to him." So that's what it was. The realization made Gaara chuckle. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh. We've never done this before, it would be ludicrous for you to immediately know what I like if I didn't even know." "Oh yeah. Pff that's a good point." It made them both laugh, and the tension slipped from Xavyn's body. "I'm such an idiot." Xavyn joked, nuzzling at Gaara's arm before he looked up at his face. "Promise you still love me even though I'm an idiot?" Gaara turned, and gently gripped Xavyn's jaw to kiss his nose. "I'll always love you no matter what."