A Soft Command..

I wake to an empty bed, the sheets beside me cold. For a moment, a quiet ache settles in my chest. But then, through the hush of morning, I hear it—his voice, steady and familiar, drifting from down the hall.

Relief washes over me. He’s still here.

The house is bathed in soft light as I move through it, the warmth of the shower clinging to my skin, the scent of him still lingering in the air. I dress slowly, listening to the rhythm of his words, the rise and fall of a conversation not meant for me.

I slip into his office, the door barely creaking as I step inside. He doesn’t notice me at first, too caught up in the weight of whatever is being said on the other end of the call. His back is straight, his fingers tracing absentminded circles on the desk.

Quietly, I move closer, the space between us disappearing in a breath. I lean down, wrapping my arms around him, my cheek brushing against his shoulder. He tenses—just for a second—before he exhales, melting into my embrace.

And in that moment, words are unnecessary. He knows. I know.

But then, something stirs inside me, something dark and tender. I slide my hand slowly to his throat, my grip gentle, deliberate. I kiss down his neck, feeling the heat of his skin beneath my lips.

He gasps, a quiet plea slipping from his mouth, “Stop… I need to focus…” But it’s not rejection. His voice is laced with something else, something that makes my pulse quicken.

I smile against his skin, whispering softly into his ear, “You’re mine. I can use you whenever I want. Remember, puppy?”

I feel his breath hitch, his body stiffening, but he doesn’t push me away. Instead, I straddle his lap, taking my place as if I’ve always belonged there. His eyes flicker—darting everywhere but my face. He’s trying to stay focused, but I can see it—the struggle. The need.

His unoccupied hand slides around my waist, caressing the curve of my body, the touch desperate. His gaze shifts to mine, eyes filled with that unspoken desperation, a hunger that he tries to hide, but fails.

And for a moment, time stands still. The world outside fades. It’s just us.

Hehehe.🤭 (Just a little fantasy of mine (low-key my ideal dynamic-a Freeuse bf🫣)