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One Saturday you wake up, as you so often do, with Steve's hard length hot against the back of your thigh. His head shifts to join yours on your pillow as he snuggles into your space, his warm breath cascading over your skin as he kisses your cheek and ruts into you gently, quietly whispering about how beautiful you are.

You hum and squeak a little as you try to fully rouse yourself, feeling him smile against your neck; you know he finds it adorable when you’re all tired and pleasantly fussy. You turn, still humming, and he presses into your front now, his thick chest hair brushing delightfully against your stiffening nipples and his athlete’s thighs and taut abs tensing with every gentle thrust. You boop your noses, and he pokes out his tongue, tickling your lips with the tip. Moving in closer, smiling, you open your mouth and allow him access. Your tongues languidly dance together as you run your hand over his toned flank, his muscled back, the solid globes of his ass. His mouth barely leaves yours as he mumbles,

“Good morning, sunshine.”

Your lips curl into a cheeky smile as you answer,

“Morning, handsome.”

This seems to rile him up even more, and he presses his lips to yours with increased fervour. You give his ass a firm squeeze, and you feel his cock kick against your stomach in the space between you. 

You love this liminal period between sleep and real life, it seems so far removed from time and space and schedules and reality, and you savour it at every opportunity. The devil in you has clearly woken up faster than the rest of you however, and this morning she's decided to exploit this precious moment to try something new. You find yourself hooking an ankle behind one of Steve's knees, encouraging his leg to nestle between your widening thighs. You trap it there, applying delicate pressure to your most sensitive areas and eliciting a groan from your still-dozy boyfriend. 

Much as you’re enjoying that alone, you have an ulterior motive, as this has him opening his legs for you. Tracing your hand over his ass again, you slip your fingers down into the space between his cheeks, feeling the fuzz there and the softness of his taint and balls. He shivers a little but doesn't pull away, and his thigh tenses, pressing him further against you. A soft groan leaves you as you feel a wave of heat in your core and your wetness beginning to coat his skin. Breaking your kiss, and keeping your face close to his, you peck at his lips and chin as you ask him something that’s been on your mind for a few weeks now.

“Baby? Has anyone ever, y’know…”

“Mmm? Has anyone what, honey?”

Slipping your fingers further into the crease of him, you breathe in, and, more confidently than you thought possible, ask, 

“Have you… ever done anything… here?”

He stiffens a minuscule amount, pulling up and away slightly to look at you with a look of mild consternation.

“Baby… Are you asking me if I’ve had a gay awakening?”

“No. I mean, not necessarily.” 

The solid erection currently pressing at your belly illustrates this nicely, 

“And even if you were, or you were bisexual or pan or whatever, it wouldn’t matter to me. No, what I mean is, have you ever tried, I dunno, putting anything here? By yourself, or with anyone else? Y’know, out of curiosity, or for pleasure, or anything?”

To your great relief he visibly relaxes, and rests his head on your pillow again, his golden hair flopping adorably over his forehead and into his eyes.

“In all honesty, no. I guess I’d be open to it though, with someone I trust. I have heard it can be.. invigorating.”

You both giggle at his choice of words. Face becoming more serious for a moment, his eyes search yours as he asks,

“Why? You wanna try something with me, precious?”

You admit to him that you’ve thought about it, telling him you've fantasised about wearing a strap and using it to give him as much pleasure as he gives you. 

You didn’t think he could look at you with any more adoration, but he somehow manages it. You can feel his heart beating fast in his chest as, flushed and pink-cheeked, he responds,

“Fuck, honey. When you put it like that, how could I say no?”

He kisses you again now, deeper and more intense, full wakefulness drawing closer as you move together and your desire to consume each other burns hotter. But just as he rolls you into your back and you think he's about to slide home into you, Steve pauses again.

“You know, seeing as we're chatting, there's something I've been wanting to ask you about too.”

You raise your eyebrows and give him what you hope is a gentle smile, but you both know how hard it is to keep your emotions hidden from him, and he chuckles at the obvious excitement plastered all over your face.

“Yeah, it's just… Uhh…”

He looks bashful for a second.

“I dunno… I guess I'm just so used to being the one calling the shots. Y'know, in the past. And that's great and everything. But with you, I feel like I could try new things. Like, I kinda wanna know what it'd be like if… if you took control.”

“So, I choose what we do?”

He nods, but his perfect teeth softly chewing at his bottom lip suggest that's not all. 

“Yeah, but I think… more. Like, a lot more.”

“Steve, are you saying you want me to dominate you? Do you wanna be a sweet little sub for me?”

He shudders almost imperceptibly.

“Yeah, exactly that. Like, not all the time or anything, just for a little while. But only if you want. I just thought, if you wanna play a little, maybe we could combine the two?”

You talk about it further, each asking questions and establishing each other's curiosities and boundaries. You’d assumed you’d perhaps spend more time mulling things over, maybe experimenting a little before committing to any particular scenario. But to your surprise Steve suggests you go shopping straightaway, this very morning in fact. His enthusiasm is infectious and you’re always excited to try something new with him, so you readily agree.

“Okay, let’s do it! But, could we maybe try a little groundwork first..? Confirm whether it's as… invigorating as people say?”

Your hand drifts down between his cheeks again, and at the same time you grasp his length, which seems even harder now if that’s at all possible. He gasps as your soft pads nudge at his delicate flesh, probing gently as you start to tug on him, slipping your tongue into his mouth again…

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