You were naked, completely exposed to his dark gaze. He licked his lips, smiling maniacally as he eyed you up and down. He let out an audible sigh, a mixture of lust and love in his tone as he placed his hands around your waist, soft exposed skin making the urge to squeeze it a little irresistible.
You couldn’t help but moan a little at the contact, making him laugh out loud.
— You look so beautiful, angel. I just wanna kiss you all over.
He leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead and then the tip of your nose, hands still roaming around your body incessantly. He placed a kiss on your lips, slow and passionate as his tongue explored your mouth. His hands got a hold of your thighs, massaging and squeezing the doughy flesh under his large and slender fingers. His lips traveled down your jaw and neck, then your clavicles and shoulders, leaving a trail of wet kisses as he went down that zone, making you shiver. You couldn’t help but arch your back when his hot wet tongue circled around your nipple, his hand pinching and playing with the other one, he smiled at this, softly humming as he suckled on it. He switched positions, now his mouth playing with the other one. You couldn’t help but moan softly at this, if you could you would’ve tugged at his soft blonde locks.
He let go after a while, and continued kissing down your chest, another trail of wet kisses down your abdomen and tummy, until he reached your lower abdomen, where he stopped to look at you. Once he reached your intimacy, he smiled, his eyes clouded with lust as his fingers toyed with it. You now let out a loud moan, biting your lip when you felt him kiss down there.
— I’m gonna make you feel so good, angel. Better than anyone has ever made you feel. You’ll fall in love with me when I’m done, I’m sure of it.
He was loyal to a fault. You knew he was mixed in with dangerous people, but he kept you safe. He never wanted to put you in danger, and more importantly, he never wanted to share you with the rest of the Yakuza. You missed him while he was off with the gang, but you trusted your baby boy to come home to you safely.
He showed up a few days later than expected, not too hurt, but in desperate need to be coddled. His plague doctor mask clung to his dirty face but he didn’t care. He made himself comfortable in your lap.
Your hands rake through his tangled blonde hair, carefully removing the mask to have a closer inspection of his face.
“Mommy I missed you.” He looks up at you, his eyes barely open. You could tell he was exhausted, but he would never tell you all the things that had happened while he was away. Based on the way he would come home all beaten and bruised, you didn’t want to know what went down.
“I missed you too. Let mommy take care of you. I will get you all cleaned up, sound good?” You swipe a streak of dirt from his face.
“Yes mommy. Take good care of me.” He nods, letting himself relax under your ministrations. Pulling away from him, you find a cloth and wet it with warm water, bringing it back to gently swipe at his skin.
Once you are content that he had no cuts or injuries to address, you figure it was time to take care of his other needs. He hadn’t been gone for more than a week or so, but he was a good boy and wouldn’t touch his cock until you gave him permission.
His breath instantly turns to pathetic whimpers when your hand slips under his waistband. Your hand grips the soft cock, feeling the heat as blood floods to it.
“Is mommy’s good boy ready for me to take good care of you? All wiped down and free of the dirt. Now I can make you cum. Is that alright?” You ask, easing the fabric down enough to free him.
“Yes. Please mommy. Spoil your baby boy. I need it!” He begs, voice sounding close to tears already, without you having to tease him.
