Pitbabe S2, Chapter 30 pg 6
Pitbabe S2, Chapter 30 pg 6
Clear liquid trickled from the corners of his eyes, and having made this beauty cry so many times before, I can confidently say these weren’t tears of pain or sadness—just his body’s automatic response mixed with overwhelming satisfaction.
“You okay?” I whispered when I saw his gorgeous face flush red down to his neck. “Need a break?”
Despite how he looked like he was at his limit, Babe didn’t let go of his pride for a second. He shook his head, tilting his face up at me like a challenge. And, as it happens, I’m the competitive type too. Why would I let him provoke me and do nothing?
The hand that had been cradling his head now gripped his dark hair almost forcefully. Babe’s face tilted back, but not a single whimper escaped him. His teary eyes stayed on me, his full lips working fiercely, unyielding. A surge of pleasure shot from my core, spreading through every nerve. I threw restraint out the window when I saw he didn’t want it either. After that, our familiar bed was consumed by nothing but raw desire covering every inch.
I groaned low in my throat, while Babe let out only muffled sounds. Nothing could be more satisfying than this. I hissed through gritted teeth, moving with the rhythm of my need, knowing my talented partner could handle it. The more I indulged, the closer I got to my limit. The finish line flashed bright ahead, just a short distance away. I was almost there.
“Shut up,” I said as I moved to straddle his chest. This position might seem a bit disrespectful to an elder, but trust me, this particular elder doesn’t mind this kind of rudeness. “I told you to wait, but you didn’t… so here we go.”
Not only did he not mind, but Babe also flashed a pleased smile when his cheek brushed against the warmth. His red lips parted, tilting to seek his favorite thing until I had to feed it to him before he could complain. In moments like this, we worked together seamlessly. Babe gave his all, and I did everything to make it easy for him. One hand braced against the headboard, the other slid down to cradle the back of his head. Babe’s mouth was soft, burning hot as if fueled by flames. Even when I got too eager and made him choke, he didn’t utter a single complaint. He gazed up at me with watery eyes, his pretty brows slightly furrowed. The sight before me made him look more adorable than pitiful.
Clear tears streamed from the corners of his eyes. Having made my beautiful one cry so many times before, I could confidently say these weren’t tears of pain or sorrow—just an automatic bodily response mixed with overwhelming satisfaction.
“You okay?” I whispered when I saw his flushed face spreading down to his neck. “Need a break?”
Despite how he looked like he was at his limit, Babe didn’t let his pride slip for even a second. He shook his head, lifting his gaze to challenge me. Lucky for him, I’m the competitive type too. Why would I let his defiance go unanswered?
The hand that had been cradling his head now gripped his dark hair with nearly full force. Babe’s head tilted back, but not a single whimper escaped. He stared up at me, his full lips working fiercely, refusing to yield. A surge of pleasure shot from my core, spreading through every nerve. I tossed restraint aside when I saw he didn’t want it either. From then on, our familiar bed was consumed by raw hunger, covering every inch.
I groaned low in my throat. Babe let out only muffled sounds. Nothing could be more satisfying than this. I hissed through gritted teeth, moving with relentless need, knowing my capable one could handle it. The more I indulged, the closer I got to my limit. A bright destination flashed before me, not far now. I was about to reach it, where my lover had already gone ahead to wait.
“Babe…”
His name was the only thing in my mind, so it was the only word that slipped from my lips as waves of pleasure coursed through me, exploding like a massive firework. My mind went blank, my body trembling. I accidentally pressed Babe’s head down hard, drinking in the dreamed-of peak. But I snapped out of the haze when his nails dug sharply into my thigh.
“Sorry.”
I quickly let go, pulling back. Babe collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air, coughing until his face turned red. His lips and chest were a mess because I’d gotten too carried away. Looks like I’d have to make it up to him with extra care after this.
“You okay?” I asked, reaching for tissues by the headboard to wipe his mouth, neck, and chest, feeling guilty.
“Okay,” Babe replied in a hoarse voice. He lifted a hand to lightly pat my cheek, as he always did when he knew I was overthinking. I wanted to stop thinking like this too. We both knew each other’s likes and dislikes, what was okay and what wasn’t. I had no issue enjoying it in the moment, but once my senses returned, I’d always curse myself for going too far. Even though Babe never once blamed me.
“Did I bust your lip?”
“No…” I grabbed Babe’s chin, forcing him to stay still, but he turned his face away with an annoyed expression. “What’s the big deal, Charlie?”
“Stay still. I need to check.”
“Hey!”
“Babe.” He really likes it when I use a stern tone, even though I want to be gentle with him all the time. But it’s him who keeps being stubbornly defiant, forcing me to act like a mean guy when I don’t want to at all. “If it’s not a big deal, let me look quick so we can be done with it.”
Finally, the stubborn one stopped resisting. Babe lay still, letting me examine his red lips closely. Even though he made grumpy faces and rolled his eyes a bit, at least he didn’t interfere with the “officer’s duties.” After a thorough inspection, I confirmed there was indeed a small cut at the corner of his mouth.
I did it again.
When will I ever get a grip? So annoying.
“The corner of your mouth is cracked,” I sighed, exasperated with myself, before leaning down to place a soft kiss on the corner of Babe’s mouth as an apology. “Sorry.”
“A cracked lip won’t kill me, you know that, right?” Babe narrowed his eyes, looking just as exasperated, though for a different reason.
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