I pulled up his shirt, tossing it to the floor.
“Too many fabrics,” I growled. “Why do humans need so much to cover up with?”
“Take it off,” he gasped, wiggling against me.
I unbuttoned his pants and yanked them down, his cock springing free. I immediately grabbed the two of ours together, letting out a dark chuckle.
“So small next to me,” I said.
He moaned a little, his cheeks blushing again. I loved the way he looked when he was humiliated, and planned to see that blush many more times over the next week.
Already, my restraint was crumbling at the hands of lust and need. I started to stroke the two of us, enjoying the way his head tipped back and eyes fluttered.
“Yes, Daddy,” he gasped. “Please don’t stop.”
There was nothing in hell or earth that could make me.