I have the power!!

You picked up your hair brush, sliding the bristles through a section of your hair. A moment later, Adam speaks up.

"Baby?"

"Yeah, Adam?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"You just did," you jest. "But, yes."

"Can I...can I brush your hair?"

You paused, the brush halfway through a strand. "Really? You want to brush my hair?"

He smiles sheepishly. "Well, your hair is so pretty and soft...I just thought it might be nice."

Your heart melted at how sweet and shy he looked. You walked over to sit beside him on your bed and handed him the brush. "Okay. Here."

A grin splits his face so quickly that you couldn't help but laugh as he takes the brush from you. "Really??"

"You look so excited."

"Well, I am!"

You laugh again, completely endeared by your sweet boy. You turn around to put your back to him, crossing your legs as you settle down on your bed.

"Start from the bottom and work your way up. You'll break the strands if you start from the top."

"Okay." He carefully gathers a section of your hair, bringing the brush to the ends and slowly working upward through the tangles, taking his time.

"Yeah, just like that." You closed your eyes and relaxed as he continued to work the brush through your hair. Each pass was gentle, with Adam being incredibly careful not to snag a knot and hurt you. You could feel the tension of the day slipping away with each soothing pass.

He eventually puts the brush down, having worked out all the tangles. Now he's combing your hair with his fingers, simply enjoying the feeling of the silky strands between his digits.

You leaned back until your were resting against him, turning to nuzzle into his neck and sighing in pure relaxation.

He chuckles and wraps his arms around you, holding you against his chest. You both sit there for a little while, enjoying the closeness and contact with one another.

You break the silence. "Thank you, baby. That was really nice."

He grins and presses a kiss to your temple. "I'm glad. I liked doing it."

"Really?"

"Mhmm." he mumbles.

"What do you like about it?"

"Well..." He blushes a bit as he squeezes you. "I like taking care of you."

Warmth bloomed in your chest, a wave of affection for your boyfriend washing over you. You shifted until you were facing him, still in his arms. "God, you are so sweet, you know that?" You smiled at him, reaching up to run your fingers through his golden blonde hair. "You did a good job too. Very gentle."

He looked adorably pleased, happy to have done something nice for you and to receive your praise. "Well, thank you."

You looked at each other for a moment, his puppy brown eyes looking at you with such adoration. You couldn't take it anymore. You had to kiss his adorable face, so you did.

He hums when your lips press to his, holding you close to him as your lips moved together. He's immediately all over you, unable to contain his affection. You make out for several minutes, your hands in his hair as your tongues intertwine.

You pull away first, sucking his tongue as you pulled back. He whines and chases after you, panting softly with his brows furrowed.

"My sweet prince. You take such good care of me." You coo at him. "Now, we're gonna move to the couch, turn on the TV, and we're gonna cuddle and make out for the rest of the night. No roommates to distract us."

"Oh god, Adam!"

The sound of moaning and skin slapping skin echoed in Adam's royal chamber. You're sprawled on your back in a nest of luxurious blankets and cushions, the powered-form of your boyfriend looming over you as he ruts you into the mattress.

Your gorgeous man pants above you, using all the strength in his godly muscles to fuck you with long, hard thrusts.

"Ffffuck...baby, baby you feel so good!" he says in that gorgeous deep voice of his, breathy as he gasps out the words between moans. "Are you...are you feeling good?"

You wonder why he even needs to ask that when he's between your thighs, making you cry out every time his cock slams home.

"Mm so good, baby. Harder, please!"

He obeys, grabbing the ornate headboard with one hand to stabilize himself as he uses every godly muscle in his body to thrust into you how you need.

You don't know how long the two of you keep going at it. He continues to thrust into you, not letting up one bit as he feels his orgasm build. He grips the headboard tighter, grounding himself as the pleasure explodes within him, feeling so good good good.....

CRACK!

He stops dead.

You blink up at him as your pleasure fades away with the lack of movement. Adam is hovering above you, an absolutely bewildered look on his face as he looks at the crushed remains of the ornate headboard in his fist.

You burst out laughing.

"Did you just break it??? With your hands???"

He finally makes eye contact again, his own grin splitting his face as he laughs. "Uh, yeah! It seems I have!"

He tosses the crushed material to the floor, caging you in his arms as you both laugh together.

Eventually the two of you calm down, reducing the small breathless giggles. Adam strokes your hair as he smiles down at you.