"Stay with me.. don't go all floaty on me now.." he whispers in your ear right before biting down into your neck. It sends you right back up into space, you're floating. His command echoes somewhere through the thick clouds you're floating in and you fight the urge to let go, you force yourself to come back down. You're trying to keep yourself grounded in his arms, but he's got you pinned to his chest and your feet are off the ground. Your eyes flutter open just in time to catch him sinking his teeth into your bicep. Your mind falters- you're back in the clouds. "Come back to me", you hear faintly, it's almost muffled. You're sure he was just in your ear, and you fight to come down once again. When your eyes open, it's kind of hazy, but you can see the grin on his face. You blink, and try to force yourself to focus. He's holding back a chuckle as he grabs your throat and your eyes close again.
"I thought I told you to stay with me?" Your eyes snap open and you become aware of the fact that you're pinned up against a wall. His hand being the only thing holding you there. You feel the pressure on your throat tighten and you really have to fight off the fog in your brain. Your eyes are fluttering open and shut because your silly little mind can't focus. You blink hard to combat spacing out, but it becomes even harder when you feel him press his entire being to you. His knee comes up between your legs, rubbing against you ever so gently, and you let out a shuttering breath.
"You're trying so hard not to give in.. so cute," he breathes into your ear. It's true, you are, it is becoming increasingly difficult to not let go. "You'll get punished if you do, you understand?" You nod. "Words, baby." You attempt to stutter out your reply, but it seems you've lost your voice. All that comes out is a whimper and some shakey breathing. He grabs your chin, "words." It's firm, and demanding. You're trying desperately to say something but you can't. You're in just a little too deep, and can barely think to make up the words.. what are words?
Suddenly you're scooped up into his arms and laying against his chest. He's not rough anymore, he's sweet and calm. He curls you into him and pets your head. "Good boy, sweet boy, come back to me now.." he coos gently into your skin. Your mind is starting to stir and the brain fog begins to clear. "Daddy needs you back now, baby.." Your ear twitches and you shakily take a breath. He strokes your back, between your shoulders, softly; so softly. "Breathe with me, okay?" You can hear him take a deep breath in through his mouth, a pause, and then him exhaling through his nose. You follow suit when he repeats, until your breathing is no longer shakey and shallow. "Good boy, you've done so well for me", he whispers into your neck.
"thank you, daddy" you respond softly.