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"Hi, Dally." a voice purred as the blonde awoke slowly.
"Hhh, Ehm-mee.." Dallas struggled around his gag. He shifted against the ratty bed Tim had been keeping him on.
Tim laughed softly, he eased into the room, sitting down on the bed near Dallas' bear thighs. The milky, plush skin was so gorgeous. Tim doesn't remember how he ever contained himself knowing people were allowed to see his Dally. To see any inch of his perfect body. Things were better now; Dally was safe now. He thought happily as he stroked the soft, sensitive skin of Dallas' inner thigh, pulling a soft mewl from the younger.
"So good for me.." Tim commented, looking down into Dallas' confused, foggy eyes. Dallas was up in the clouds, directly where Tim liked him. They stared up at him with need, dependent on him. Tim loved it.
"Ehm-mee.." Dallas whimpered, Tim only smiled at him. Then, slowly, Tim manhandled the blonde into sitting up, and he couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the blonde's hands flex uselessly from where they were tied tight behind his back. Tim couldn't trust him enough to not hit or scratch or hurt yet.
Tim ignored Dallas' whining and opted for the dripping heat between Dallas' soft thighs. He stroked Dallas' clit, obsessively watching the younger mewl with big eyes. Dallas' gag was soaked with his drool, and only became more and more drenched each time they played this game.
Dallas' slick only coated his thighs as he tried not to squirm. Tim didn't like it when he moved too much, unless he was fucking himself onto Tim's fingers. Tim trained him well, Dallas was addicted. He needed Tim, he "loved" Tim.
Tim didn't waste time, he knew how his beloved liked things. Two fingers split Dallas' insides, stroking his sensitive walls. The younger wailed, unable to keep his hips from jerking towards Tim's fingers. He felt so needy every time Tim touched him, it was electric and he couldn't help himself.
As Tim's fingers pumped in and out, he whispered in the blonde's ear. How much he loved him, how glad he was to keep him safe, how good it'd feel when Dallas eventually got to be used on his cock, that Dallas should be happy, that Dallas should feel loved. Dallas nodded along, letting Tim infect his brain while he moaned and clenched from just two fingers. Tim made him sensitive in ways he couldn't handle. His thighs would shake like a broad's and he couldn't shut up.
Dallas moaned Tim's name the best he could as Tim sped up, drool seeping down his chin. He needed it, he needed Tim bad. To the point where Tim's stupid cock appeared in his dreams some nights, and he'd wake up wet and wanting.
if only Tim would let him beg, let him prove how good he could be so Tim would just let him ride it for once. He hated feeling so needy, but.. Tim would handle him so nicely, get him to cum so hard each time that he felt loved in a way he couldn't understand. Maybe, the wait would be worth it.
His thoughts cut short as the pleasure built so high, and he squirted all over Tim's fingers, moaning and sobbing as he squeezed around them. Tim only hummed and laid Dallas back down. He kissed the younger's cheek, watching as the needy haze consumed him.
Suddenly, the soaked gag was pulled from Dallas' mouth.
"Say, I love you."
"Wuve you.. Timmy.."
"Love you too, pretty boy."