Warning: sexy time. I find it sexy anyway, you might not. I am sorry if it's too kinky for your taste - oh wait, I am not, not really 😇 Seriously, though, you don't have to read it if that kind of things makes you feel uncomfortable. To those who will read the chapter, I hope you'll enjoy it!

MALIK'S POV

"So you don't hate our kind, then ?"

Sighing, I turn my head to face the tall man who is currently laying by my side, too shy to ask me to cuddle him but too affectionate not to be thinking about it.

"Can't we talk about something lighter, for once?"

He looks a bit hurt and I immediately regret my words.

"I am sorry, baby boy" I tell him truthfully, gently putting my arm around his waist to pull him closer. "I will tell you all about my story with werewolves in due time, but not now because it's a particularly painful topic for me and right now I just want to enjoy having my mate back by my sides, in the safety of my bedroom. There's one thing I don't want you to forget, though: I could never hate you, baby boy. Never"

"Okay, I understand, no harm done. We will talk about it later" he mutters against my chest, before adding "can't you think of more appropriate nicknames for your mate, though? I am a couple of years older than you, remember?"

Mate. He said it. Oh, maybe it was just a slip of the tongue, but he said it nonetheless. A simple word shouldn't make me so happy, but it does.

"Come on, we both know you love the sweet nicknames your genius of a mate is giving you" I can't help to tease him, secretly loving the way his ears are turning a nice shade of pink.

"I do not!" he protests with such a lack of conviction that I can feel my smirk growing wider.

"Yes, you do, little Alex! You totally do, baby boy! You love your nicknames so much, my puppy!" I sing, earning me a punishing slap on the chest.

"Ouch! Are you sure I am the one who deserves to be punished right now, Alex?"

"I- maybe not" the grown-up man who, despite being in his late twenties, recognizes with such a sheepish tone that I want to eat him up alive.

He might always be insisting that he is older than me, yet he is so adorable that most of the time I completely forget about our age gap. He IS a baby. MY baby.

I am really becoming too soft nowadays. Good thing he can't read my thoughts, because then the image of the intimidating yet protective Master would be completely destroyed.

"Maybe now is a good time as any to proceed with the punishment, don't you think, Alex ? Especially since you're already half-naked. Let's not waste anymore time"

He blushes but to my greatest surprise and satisfaction, he quickly nods, his gaze turning more determined.

"Words, babe." "I need you to say it, and I need you to mean it" I tell him while turning him around so that he is now laying on his stomach, in my laps.

"Ok. Yes. Now is a good time. You can- you can punish me"

"Good boy" I purr, making him glare at me which, let's be honest, isn't as intimidating as he probably wishes it to be. "Now, a few things before we start - "if, at any point, there's something you don't want to do, I need you to tell me. I promise I would never get upset if you don't want to do something. I don't want you to say yes to something you don't want, understood?"

He turns back at my words, giving me a soft smile that warms my heart to the core.

"I will tell you if something feels wrong, Malik. Don't worry"

"Good."

"Are we done talking now?"

"Oh, I see. Someone is getting impatient"

I grasp the edges of his brief and start slowly undressing him, shivering at the sight of his pale round ass, which makes me think of the moon. So poetic, I know. I should have studied literature instead of history.

"God, why can't you always be in your birthsuit" I moan, before running my finger up and down his spin.

I frown. He's tensed. That won't do. I need him to relax first.

Putting both of my hands on his back, I start massaging him, smiling when he lets out à surprised gasp.

"What?" I ask innocently. "Did you think I was about to start spanking you ?"

"So you're not spa-spanking me?" he asks back a bit hesitantly, sounding both relieved and disappointed about it.

"Oh I am, don't worry about it." I assure him, as my hands keep descending further and further down his back without actually touching his backside. "But where would be the fun if we were just rushing into it? I want you to think about it. I want you to think about this young, disrespectful vampire spanking his elder for being a disobedient little wolf. Youngsters nowadays... I want you to imagine how it will feel like to be slapped on the bum like a naughty child, and when you're no longer expecting it, I will strike"

He shivers at my words, unconsciously raising his ass higher in the air.

Ha! I am sure he will love it. I have been blessed with a naughty mate.

"Tell me, little Alex. Why are you going to be punished?"

"B-because I tried to run away from you! Because I chose to flee rather than talk about my feelings like a grown up"

"Precisely"

He lets out small moan when my hands finally touch the globes of his ass, fondling and squeezing them greedily.

He may not have the perfect body, but it doesn't make him look any less appealing in my eyes. I love how soft his skin is. I love how openly he reacts to the smallest touches, from the little shivers to the loud moans and whines he isn't able to hold back. Good thing my room is at the furthest part of a very large corridor, so nobody can hear us.

You think I chose this room on purpose? Do you really think so little of me?

Well - you're not wrong.

Actually, the only thing I Don't like is this ugly brand he has on his left ass cheek. He only told me that it was from someone he used to like but who didn't treat him well, but I can sense there's more behind it. I won't press him to give me the whole story though, especially since I have my own secrets.

"Malik-"

"Please don't hold back, Alex. I love the sounds you're making »

There's so many ways to be sexy, and allowing oneself to feel pleasure is certainly one of them.

Spank

He startles as my hand lands on his ass, before his body relaxes again. He whines then, squirming a bit in my laps.

"See, now it's not that bad, isn't it?" I shush him, as I caress the cheek I have just slapped.

"It's a bit humiliating" he admits in a soft voice the spunky werewolf definitely hasn't get me used to.

"But you enjoy a bit of humiliation, right, pup?"

Of course he doesn't reply, so I take my sweetest voice to ask him:

"Tell me, Al. How many time should I spank that perfect little ass of yours?"

"Maybe fif- fifty times?" He suggests.

My eyes widen at his answer.

"Oh my Lord, Alex, you're perfect! And here I was about to suggest twenty!"

"I - I meant twenty! Twenty is fine of course! The less the better" he corrects immediately, his blush now creeping down his collarbone.

"Too late, baby boy" I smirk devilishly, before smacking his other ass cheek with a little more force.

I hit him ten more times in succession after that, loving how his ass is slowly becoming rosy under my ministrations.

"Malik" he calls my name when we've reached twenty-five, making me stop.

"Yes, my sweet boy?"

"I feel weird"

I don't comment how by "weird" he probably means "horny" since I can feel his member becoming harder against my tight.

"Tell me, little Alex. Is it a good kind or a bad kind of weird? Please say the truth"

I look around at the bedroom, patiently waiting for his answer. Maybe I should put more pictures. The room still looks welcoming enough, thanks to the light orange wallpaper my sister has chosen for me. Yet, you could believe it's an hotel room by the lack of pictures or any personal items really.

"Good kind of weird" he eventually admits with reluctance and a hint of vulnerability I don't think he is even aware of but who makes me want to hold him tight.

"Just enjoy it, then. Don't think about anything. You have nothing to be ashamed of"

As I resume with the spanking, I think about how it is actually much more than a simple punishment. I am glad he likes it so much. I like that he trusts me enough to be open about his desires. Above all, I like how relaxed is body is becoming, as he slowly reaches subspace.

As I mindlessly caress his ass, I suddenly feel something wet against my finger. It seems to be coming from his ass.

No.

Could it be ...?

Oh my God, yes.

"Why are you stopping? We're not done yet" my mate whines, making me laugh a bit at his blunt question. He must really be feeling too good to think, otherwise he would never say something like that.

"Alex, my boy, I think you're really enjoying yourself. Want to know why?"

"No, not reall-"

"Because you're squirting!" I exclaim excitedly. " I didn't know werewolves could squirt. This is the best day of my life! No, wait, maybe the second best day. The first day was when-"

"Oh my God, it can't be, I am so sorry!" he interrupts me, not listening to me.

He turns on my laps and I am startled to see his eyes glistening, like he is on the verge of crying, while his cheeks redden in shame.

"What? Oh no, don't be sorry, you have nothing to be sorry or ashamed of." I quickly reassure him. " Is anything, I should be the one apologizing for being a little insensitive sometimes. Believe me, I find all of your reactions incredibly hot."

He slowly nods, looking half convinced and that's when I remember that actions speak louder than words.

" Can I - now I hope you won't find me weird but can I taste you?"

"You mean-"

"Rimming you, yes."

"You're not making fun of me, right?"

I sigh. "Oh, Alex. You should know by now that I want to taste you, I want to open you up nicely with my fingers, tongue and cock and I want to do so much more."

"Maybe another time. I find it - it's too embarassing. I am so wet down there I feel disgusting" he whispers and I nod, successfully hidding my disappointment.

"No problem. Is sucking your dick okay, though?"

This time he agrees, and I take him in my mouth, licking and sucking while my hands are gently playing with his full balls. He is so hard already that it doesn't take too long before he is on the verge of cumming. I let go of his hard member with a satisfied smile.

"Nggh - Malik, why did you stop?"

"This is supposed to be a punishment, remember? I am not letting you come today."

"But, Malik, please, I am begging you, you can't-"

"Nuh-uh. Well tried, baby, but I am not going back on my decision. Come on, time to sleep. Your erection will go down by itself."

He sighs but doesn't protest further, even climbing up on top of me and hugging me like a koala.

Although I didn't let him come, he actually looks very relaexed now. Pliant. Trusting. I like it that way, when his face isn't grim, when he's not frowing with an ever-present self-depreciating grin.

Traitor. Such an horrible word, who doesn't fit at all with his caring, loving nature he lets me see glimpses of sometimes. I will never let him call himself by that name again. I won't even let him think of himself this way, if I can.

"You're making it very hard for me, Malik. How is my thing supposed to get soft if I can feel you all around me" he complains.

I laugh at this. "Well, technically you're the one who decided to cuddle this time"

"Shut up! This isn't the point!"

Mmh, sounds like my submissive little pup is gone.

Oh, well. I know it will appear again very soon.

A/N:

I have a little surprise in the next chapter that some of you have been asking me countless times ! You will have to guess what it is, though, cause I ain't spilling the beans ! 😘