[xxx - mature content warning. Proceed with caution - explicit descriptions, mature language, possible triggers - dom/sub dynamics, edging.]

   "Lean on me, Puppy," Adam soothingly whispers in my ear, pulling my agonizing body to his broad, warm chest. "You need to blow off steam. Daddy is right here. You can hug me and relax."

   I press my cheek to his shoulder and roll my eyes. He won't like the audacity, but my face is hidden in this position, so I can afford to be a little naughty. There wouldn't be any steam to vent if he had allowed me to cum. My cock is throbbing. I feel subtle pain in my genitals. I hope this won't lead to blue balls. Tomorrow will be a busy day. The Commander-in-chief will surely call to request a briefing on the black capsule situation. I can't be distracted by my aching testicles. I try to calm myself down by assuming that Adam is experienced. He has never done it in reality, but the manual says all existing ways to achieve sexual satisfaction are included in his programming. It means he is the greatest possible expert in the field. I can only count on that. So far, he has completely proven it. 

   "Better?" he asks, drawing circles on my back with his fingertips. I almost confirm it out loud, but stop at the last moment and only show the 'ok' sign. He is cunning, but I am on guard, despite my flustered state. I don't want punishment right now. I just need an orgasm. Urgently.

   Adam takes something from the wicker basket, stuffed with cosmetic products, which is placed on the floor nearby, and commands, "Hold on to me tight. No biting. This might be a little cold at first. It'll get pretty hot soon enough. I promise."

   I instantly wrap my arms around his neck and close my eyes a second before his lubed fingers trace a path from the scrotum, along the taint to my entrance. I unconsciously shudder. The damn lubricant is freezing in contrast to my burning skin. The difference in temperature raises goosebumps all over my body. Adam's warning is of no help at all. He definitely did this on purpose. 

   I have a much bigger problem though. There is no way to keep myself from moving my hips back in an attempt to press into his hand. I am already desperate for him to push in. It feels so good, and I want so much more. How do I handle this? I need something to help me release the tension or else I'll go off like a bomb. I am allowed to hug him. He also said it could be tight. I cling to him and squeeze as hard as I can.

    "Woah, easy Puppy," Adam laughs. "You don't want to leave bruises on Daddy's back, do you?"

   Actually, I do. I smirk, digging my fingers deeper into the smooth skin between his shoulder blades. If nothing else, I am quite curious to see if the bruises will still be there tomorrow night when I pull him out of his hole. I really hope he won't hide there, now that I couldn't resist and keep him away anymore. Maybe, he will finally stay with me during the day as well. I know that temporary identities are valid for twelve hours, but I am also sure he doesn't need me to choose them for him. I will be so happy if he stays...

   "Careful, Haru! Focus. Don't get distracted." Adam nuzzles my hair, interrupting my thoughts, and inhales deeply. "God, you smell so nice, of honey and flowers. My sweet, handsome boy. I'll pretend I didn't notice what you did, but only once. You'll be in trouble next time."

   I realize that I've started kissing his shoulder. It quickly takes me out of the daze. How does he manage to affect me so much? I am becoming reckless, both at work and with him. It scares me. I purse my lips in a thin line, concentrating on staying still. I won't fail to follow Daddy's orders again. I'll also be cautious not to scratch him. It is surely off limit. I already have a taste of how intense this is going to be. Overthinking will only make things worse. I will savor the moment and leave the analysis for later.

   Adam's fingers are moving slowly up and down in the cleft between my butt cheeks, pressing a bit harder each time. The sensation is incredible. I haven't been touched there in years, maybe two or even a little longer. I don't remember when exactly I saw Brandon last. I couldn't let another lover that close. This was a territory, reserved only for him. Not anymore. I've never wanted to give myself to someone like I do now. I have no hesitations. It was meant to be. I crave it. It feels right.

   "Nice, isn't it?" Adam murmurs in my ear, almost indistinctly. His voice is hoarse and unsteady. His hands are confident, but his powerful thighs are straining beneath me. "You are perfect for Daddy, my love. I'm tempted to make you mine right here, but I won't. Not tonight. This is not the time. Soon."

   I want to protest. Soon sounds like forever. My breathing quickens. My heart is racing. My whole being rebels against his refusal to give me everything at once, but I keep still and quiet. If I follow his orders precisely, he may change his mind. I am not afraid it would be too much. I can endure the stretching. It might be painful with his size and without enough preparation, but who cares. I am so ready. Waiting is only a waste of time.

   "It's easy to guess what you're thinking and I appreciate your enthusiasm," he chuckles. "But the answer is still no. Daddy will never hurt you. When it happens, there will be only pleasure, no pain. Just be patient, Puppy. I know you can. Patience is always rewarded. I'll teach you this lesson."

   'You are overestimating me,' I argue in my mind, biting my lips instead of his shoulder. Oh, how I want to dig my teeth in the velvety skin under my cheek. I am not as strong as he thinks when our bodies are glued together. I am weaker than ever. My embrace tightens around him when his feather light touches focus on the small ring of sensitive flesh. He is tender, exploring, caressing it gently. His restraint throws me in despair. Patience was never my strong suit.

   "Take slow, deep breaths," Adam commands before sucking in my earlobe. His tongue slides in my ear. My muscles are trembling with the effort of holding myself still. 

   Waves of pleasure are coursing through me, intensified by the inability to relieve the tension with a movement or a moan. I am trying to follow his demands. It's excruciatingly difficult. Desire is tearing me apart. My eyes roll back. If arousal can kill, then I'm a goner. The only person who can save me is the same one who brought me to the very edge for the third time.

   "Straighten up, baby," Adam purrs. "Kiss me."

   It's like permission to go on living. I immediately grip his shoulders and pounce on his gorgeous mouth, biting his bottom lip and pulling it between mine. He lets me play with the intoxicating softness and shove my tongue in, swirling it around his. I am aggressive, pouring all my pent-up energy into my invasion. If this is the only thing I am allowed to do, I'll make the most of the kiss. It helps me to gain my composure back, but not for long. I am a mess again when his index finger breaks the resistance of my muscles and slides in me to the knuckle. Somehow, I manage not to cry out at the searing sensation. Adam finds my sweet spot almost immediately and starts circling around it. It's devastatingly good.

   "You are amazing, love," he rasps. "So warm and soft. I can do this all night long."

   No! Oh my God! Does he plan to torture me the entire night? I will loose consciousness long before it ends. His movements quicken. I can't stand it anymore. A desperate mewl escapes my lips, despite my efforts. Adam grips my chin and pins his gaze into my face, carefully watching my reactions. I have no idea what my expression is, but his is one of pure lust and satisfaction. He smirks wickedly and slips another finger in. It brings tears to my eyes. I am breaking down and must look at the end of my tether because his face softens.

   "Do you want to ride Daddy's fingers, Puppy?" he asks sweetly. "You can move now, but be quiet."

   I'll take whatever he offers with gratitude. Anything that can keep my sanity. I am on fire, barely breathing, almost blinded by the raising orgasm. There is no stopping, no turning back, but I am still fighting to delay it as long as possible. I reach back to grip his knees and find the best angle for his fingers to hit right where I need them. My hips start rocking back and forth. I stifle a whimper, praying for Adam to let me cum this time.

   "Beautiful," he praises me.

   He starts stroking my overly sensitive, flushed cock. The precum is trickling down his fingers. His hand is moving faster and faster. I am barely holding on. My teary eyes are staring at him in desperation.  

   A second before the last string of my self-control breaks, he whispers, "Scream!"

   The devastating orgasm hits me like a tsunami, sweeping everything in its way. My heart stops for a second. The world disappears, leaving only the wild pulsations twisting my body. I am like a thin stem of grass in the eye of the storm. Then the explosions come, one after the other, everywhere from head to toe. I scream again and again, arching my back, reaching out to Adam for support, for reassurance, so that I don't burn out like a torch. I am shaking, weeping, squirting all over his chest and it just doesn't stop.

   "That's it, Puppy," Adam soothes me, running his fingers through my hair when I finally slump in his arms, hardly alive, still trembling and struggling to catch my breath. "You are such a good boy, perfect, so stunning. Daddy will take care of you."

   I feel the warm water, flowing upon us to clean the total mess I have just made. It engulfs us like a cozy blanket. I sigh contentedly and press closer in my lover's embrace, ready to take a nap. I don't have the strength for anything else.

  "No, no, no!" Adam laughs. "Don't fall asleep, baby. You need to dry off and eat something. I'll cuddle you then until morning. Come on, let's go."

   "Daddy," I mumble, raising my head to look at his face. "I don't think I can walk. My legs are like jelly."

   "I'll carry you then," he smiles.

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A/N

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