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Sad, Good boy. (part 1)

a/n here’s the beginning of my crossover story. I hate Joby Taylor and haven’t seen any of the resource material but have a good lead and encouragement from an angel @danobrainrot

MINORS DNI!! This isn’t for you. Sub/Dom dynamics.

Joby was experiencing some sort of existential crisis, he had his band , was writing songs (good ones) and the custody agreement finish but he felt like something was missing from his life. He hadn't engaged in one night stands for he grown weary of it, he didn't want to do that forever. He needed something with promise, trust and acceptance. He had stop looking for awhile after being ridiculed or he'd shy away and take control. The thought of finding something like that left his mind ,he gave up and ready to accept that he had to keep that part of him hidden away forever, this was months ago. Now, Halloween weekend was here he and his mates were asked to play a show at one of the local bars parties and only being paid full if they dress in costume. Joby was in a store looking at what was left in the temporary costume aisle. He figured a vampire would be simple enough to count as a costume over his casual clothes. Grabbing stick on fangs so he could still sing with them on and a black/red lined cape he was ready. Going back to get black make up for dramatic effect. Standing in line, what he didn't know at the time was you in front of him innocence playing in the dress you wore.. He wasn't paying attention to you as you weren't the type of girl he usually goes for only gaining his attention briefly when you spoke to him. "Going for a vampire I see?" 'Yep playing a show.' "Oh you're in a band?" eyeing him up and down." You look the type." 'Yea we're called Snake Trouble. You can come if you want.' Reaching in his back pocket handing you crumbled up flyer. 'If you dress in costume you can get in free.' "Thank you I'll think about it." Not taking the chance to miss some self promotion even if it was some shy girl at the grocery store ,there wasn't any harm in inviting you even if you looked like you didn't listen to the type of music he played. Paying for his costume he stepped out, catching you examining the flyer more closely before driving away. You were cute enough maybe one of his bandmates could take you home, Joby didn't know he would be eating that thought later that night. He was in costume rehearsing before the crowd got bigger he had to admit he would scan the crowd every now ad again looking for you but it was time to officially go on and you still haven't showed. 'Oh well...' shrugging his shoulders.. ' We're Snake Trouble you already know who we are!' It wasn't until the third song of his act he scanned the crowd again as the door opened lighting up the room temporarily blocking his view from your figure. His eyes lit up as he watched you take a seat at the bar your outfit in such a different contrast then what he saw earlier. 'Holy shit..' You were wearing red bell bottoms and a black lace top, long silk gloves covered your arms, your neck adorn with a bondage collar and black costume horns on your head. Your pronounced cleavage and body taking the room eared a few gossip of disapproval and girls hitting their boyfriends for their gaze being taken from them. He was drawn to you, his eyes stayed on you, as you tap your foot to the music, nursing your drink. He had to make his approach before someone else did, thankful of his break coming up. He watched as men approach you but you would wave them off and point towards the stage, he knew it wasn't directly at him but a part of him hoped you were there to see him. Joby ended the set, walking off as the announcer welcomed the next band. Thinking of his approach, he wasn't shy but for some reason he felt nervous mostly cause he had brushed you off earlier, it wasn't that he didn't find you attractive by any means you had a look of innocent and he didn't want to corrupt you. Realizing to never judge a book by it's cover became his philosophy of the night. Taking the seat next to you he had to act casual, keep his excitement at bay. 'Hey you came! ' shouting over the background noise. 'So what are you suppose to be?' "A succubus." 'A what?' disappointed he could barely hear you, decided to take you backstage to talk. 'Want to go somewhere we can hear each other?' offering his hand you ignore it letting him take the lead in going backstage, sitting on a big leather couch. 'The yelling was straining my voice and I do enough of that. So what's a succubus?' "It's demon who portrays a beautiful woman and sucks out the souls of men." 'Holy shit that's scary. Am i in any danger?' "Not if you're a good boy. Which i hope you are." He knew you meant it as a joke but that part of him kept hidden away triggered it to resurface again. His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest and his throat grown dry. "I didn't catch your name earlier.." getting back to reality of your presence 'I'm Joby. Joby Taylor.' "Nice to meet you Joby. Officially." shaking hands, he noted it was soft and imagined if your body was as soft as your hand. He could barely contain himself, his submissive side overtaking him like it was waiting for so long to finally break free. He was quiet, gears grinding in his head all the doubt he had before making themselves known.'What if she makes fun of me? what if she laughs? what if she gets creeped out?' what ifs screaming at him as he somehow manage to have light conversation with you. being able to finally breathe when his bandmate found him.."We go back on in 5mins." 'Guess that's my queue.. Will you still be here when I finish?' "Yes I came to see you after all. I'll wait for you." He watched as you made your way back to your assign seat at the bar. 'Thank you hope ya'll had fun tonight, there's tee shirts in the back and don't forget to tip your waitress!' Coming off the stage he was exhausted, the crowd slowly dispersing and last call announced. Putting away his guitar and mic He came back to you sweaty and breathless. 'So what'd you think?' "Pretty good I guess. If i sleep with you do I get a free tee shirt?" Looking a little offended at the thought.. "I'm joking. Besides I'd still sleep with you free tee shirt or not." 'When I first saw you I didn't think you were so...How do I say this? Bold?' "I'll take bold." He realize he liked making you laugh, but the thoughts still linger. "So do you want to get out of here, I'd like to get to know you better if you like? I don't know what is it but you intrigue me. There's something about you.." Joby was taken aback he hadn't been ask if someone wanted to get to know him, they mostly just fucked and that was it. 'I don't really do one night stands anymore.' "Oh. We can just hang out if you're more comfortable with that. My place isn't far from here and you can leave any time." He looked around as if to process his options. He could go back to his hotel alone and masturbate and be a self loathing pity party or he could go home with you hang out and if things go well he would have a possibility of making you his owner. "If it's all the same to you I don't usually ask people to come home with me but you looked like such a cute puppy and couldn't leave a sad stray behind." Did Joby hear you right? or was it his desperate submissive mind tricking him? Did you really call him a puppy? 'Okay we can hang out,um it'll be nice to get out of that hotel room for a night.' He had to stay cool and collected but he was giddy on the inside god he was excited. Was this it? 'I'll go let my band know I'm leaving with you.' walking away from you with a pep in his step and a cheeky grin, he was set to brag about getting to go home with you. "Goin home with the devil woman I see?" 'We're going to hang out saw an opportunity to get out of that loud hotel. I'll see you guys tomorrow.' He walk back to you as his band mate yelled.."Don't let her steal your soul!" Throwing up a middle finger over his shoulder as he met you at the door, grabbing your coat. "Would you mind helping me with this? it's hard with the horns." Without hesitation he helped you with your coat he's never done that before but for you. You ask so soft and sweet like. "Here it is, just make yourself at home and I'll get us a couple drinks." He took his cape off sitting it on the chair forgetting about the fangs. Taking a seat on the soft pink couch, he took his time to look around at the art and objects around your home. Music quietly started playing to fill the silence of the place, making it more intimate. When you came back to him gloves and the rest of the outfit gone apart from the horns ,corset top and a robe with black slippers, sitting the wine glass down in front of him. 'Nice place you have.' "Thank you. Glad you like it." 'So you said you wanted to get to know me better, what would you like to know?' "Why did you get so nervous earlier?" 'When?' "When I jokingly told you I hope you were you a good boy? Did I say something wrong?" 'Uh no not exactly..' "What is it? It's just us. You're safe here okay?" 'I can't tell you, you'll laugh at me. it's stupid anyway.' "Joby..you can tell me. I won't laugh I promise." you held out your pinkie for him. Joby did feel comfortable with you ever since you gave him an out if he was uncomfortable, he also didn't expect to be called out and he had this new nervousness about him. Lacing his pinkie with yours. 'Okay,Ill tell you. I have this thing about me I haven't been able to express, I don't know what it is but I've always wanted to be a submissive.. a puppy in particular. But I've always been laughed at or shamed for it when I try to mention it. I want acceptance, trust and promise that comes with a dom/sub dynamic and I thought if I didn't think about it I wouldn't want it anymore until you told me to be a good boy. It came creeping back up.' Apart of him felt relief in finally expressing his feelings but he was scared when you didn't respond right away. 'I told you it was stupid, I'm just gonna go. Act like this never happened okay?' he got up to leave until he felt your hand on his pulling him back to take a seat. You looked so softly to him as he hung his head in shame. "Joby please look at me.." He felt you grab his chin, his sad puppy eyes looking at you with hope of no judgment. "You have nothing to be ashamed of with me. I think it's cute and I'm proud to be the one you can open up to with this. Can I ask something of you?" nodding his head eagerly. "I need to hear words." 'Yes. Ask me anything.' "Do you trust me to be able to explore your submissive side? I'd love to be your dom.. I know we just met but I knew the moment I saw you.. You were such a good puppy. Only if you're comfortable accepting my offer we can come up with an arrangement." stress melting away at your words, his shoulders relaxed and it felt like a weight was lifted from his mind.. Joby had found his dom. 'Yes!' It came pouring out, he couldn't stop himself. 'I'll be so good for you. It's all I want to be!' sliding off the couch onto to his knees submitting himself to where he always dreamt to be, taking a chance to nuzzle his face against your thighs. "Baby, baby. I know you're excited but we have to discuss our arrangement okay?" Taking his place back on the couch. "Now this will go as far as you're comfortable with always and it doesn't have to be sexual. Would you like to be submissive in certain settings?" 'Umm i kinda like to be told what to do in a firm way and be embarrassed in front of people.' "We can do that. Would like to establish a safe word for us puppy?" He had to think on this one..'Can we come back to it? I want think on it.' "Yes. Ready to hear rules?" 'Yes mistress.' "You can't touch yourself without permission, no touching me unless I say so, No talking back or I will issue punishment the type will be up to you and you will address me as Mistress from now on. Understand?" 'Yes mistress. Oh I pick my safe word. Pillow.' "That's cute. I like it." Joby was beside himself with excitement he wanted the affection he always crave.. 'Can I lay my head on your lap while you pet me please? I want comfort.' "Aww yes come here." sure Joby wasn't one to show his feelings, he smoked like a freight train and had this I don't give a damn attitude but you. You had softened him in one night, you had made him give a damn, especially as his new mistress. Now he was laying in your lap being pet like the good boy he tried to be, but he crave more. Turning his head he wanted to test the waters by planting a innocent kiss on your thigh. Once he did he smile to himself when he felt you stop petting him. "What was that?" 'A kiss..' "Did I say you could kiss me?" 'No Just got caught up with the moment. I--I couldn't help it mistress.' Biting his lip to hide his sneaky smile. "Do you want to be punished already?" 'Maybe..' He was feeling mischievous and playful with the excitement, probably the wine he had made him feel kinda fuzzy but good. Joby couldn't help it, he's been hiding this part of himself for so long and he deserves to be punished for all the bad stuff he's done aside from kissing your thigh. In his mind you were going to punish him for those bad things and it's all he wants. Now that he has you to dish it out to him. "Get on the floor puppy." 'Like on my knees?' "Did I say ask questions? I don't like repeating myself.." dropping to his knees, he loved the angle of you standing above him.. "On your hands as well and I want you to crawl to me to the bedroom." He watched as your shoes left his field of vision leaving him in the living room where he could have his time to bask in the embarrassment of the situation he love so much. "Don't keep me waiting, come." He began the motion of crawling to you , thankful of the somewhat plush carpet in his path. He peered up to see you sitting on the bed, robe open and red panties exposed. Sitting back on his knees eye level with your spread legs, mouth salivating at the visual in front of him. "Such a good puppy for crawling to me but can you tell me what you did bad?" Leaning his head into your soft touch of your hand on his cheek, then feeling you tug on his hair when he didn't answer right away.. 'I--I kissed your thigh without permission.' "Are you sorry for it?" 'Not in the slightest.' "Wrong answer." Taking your grip firmly out of his hair, internally he felt lucky and good, cherishing every moment of this. "I want you to lay on the bed, hands above your head." Joby took his position on the light green bedsheets, noting he was still fully clothed when you climbed on top of him and you took to tying his wrists to your metal headboard. Your tone changing to check on him.. "Are you still comfortable with this Joby? Remember our safe word?" 'Yes, I'm still comfortable. Would it be okay if we kissed please? For my comfort.' taking a small break from the scene about to unfold Joby wanted reassurance that he was really safe and not going to be left tied there. "Yes. I'd love to." Bending down from on top of him giving a gentle little kiss, before looking into each others eyes, giving into a deeper one. "You can trust me okay? You're everything I wanted too, Joby." Feeling you caress his cheek again he felt light, like he could float away if he wasn't bound. "Are you ready to continue?" 'Yes mistress.' The more firm dominate side coming back in your tone towards him. "Want me to take your pants off? Is my puppy uncomfortable." tone teasing. 'Please mistress.' Joby thrusted his hips extenuating his desperation for relief. The sound of his belt being unbuckled clouded his mind, he kept his eyes locked on the ceiling still in disbelief of the situation he got himself into. He caught you breaking character for a moment.."Oh my. That's impressive." whisper to yourself, but he heard you. He lean his head back against your pillows in sweet relief when he felt your hand wrap around his cock, spreading his precum around him. "Now I thought about your punishment and I think I'm going to sit myself on top of you without giving you the satisfaction of being rode until you've proven you learned your lesson." 'I understand mistress.' You got off of him stripped his pants away completely as Joby peered up through hooded eyes at the show you were giving him with the removal of what little else you had on. Lastly going to remove your horns you gotten used to, he spoke up. 'Please mistress leave them on. I like them.' Accepting his simple request, you made your way back to him..."Ready to accept your punishment?" 'Yes mistress.' He didn't care if you didn't move or not he was ready to feel you it had been so long since he let himself be with a partner, patience really is a virtue. He watch himself disappear within you, the two of you moaning covering the music temporarily. Joby's desperation grew with each passing minute as you kept his cock warm,and scrolled through your phone, taking a picture of him tied up to look at later. 'please I've learned my lesson. Please ride me, I promise I'll be good for you. I'll be your good boy!' "Promise?" you state in a whisper , bending down to get close to his face. 'Promise mistress.' "I knew you were my good boy." He felt you start slow to gain pleasure at the right angle for you, going faster he pulled on the restraints as you moaned on top of him..'Thank you mistress thank you.' From all the cock warming he was already getting close. He was desperate for release but didn't want to until you came undone first. He felt you constrict around him and he was done for, spilling inside of you with every ounce of energy he had left. "You did so well for our first night, I look forward to keeping you for as long as you'll let me." untying his tired wrists even with ribbon he was still tender. "You're okay you can touch me." Joby felt shy and playful as he grabbed your waist to hold you close, he felt like he can finally be himself and not have to act like a dickhead all the time. "I have to go to the bathroom okay?" 'Hurry back please.' He hadn't even taken his shirt off yet until now and the fangs finally coming out of his mouth (they were in there pretty good). 'Can I smoke in here?' "Yea. Open a window." Opening up the window, the cold breeze causing a shiver upon him. He enjoyed the hell out of his cigarette. "Can you hand me your lighter? You don't mind incense do you?" He flicked his cigarette returning to the soft bed, realizing this was your first time seeing his tattoos to their full extent. "Oh that's one of hell of a snake you got there." 'Yea...what about it?' "Nothin' caught me off guard. I like snakes." You were quick to turn off the light and snuggle into him, it was your turn to be soft. 'You like being held after all that don't you?' "mmhmm. I feel comfortable switching it off with you, every heart could use some tenderness sometimes." Joby took in what you said, realizing no one really showed him any tenderness. Was that why he was a jerk all the time and push people away? The thought lulling him to sleep. The ring of his phone awoke him a smile on his face as he realize he wasn't in a dingy hotel room, taking in the light green sheets and blue floral duvet that covered his waist, it was pretty. Looking at his phone it was one of his bandmates probably wondering where he was at.. "Hey man still have your soul intact? we were beginning to worry about you." 'Yea yea still here for the most part. I'm not far from there, want me to meet you at the diner close by?' "Yea that'll be good, starving." 'Okay see you.' Joby put on his shirt and found you at your desk, writing intently not taken notice of his presence til he planted a kiss on your head. 'Morning.What chu writing?' "Nothing just my pen pal. Nearly finish and I'll meet you in the living room." 'The guys called and I was wondering if you wanted to go have breakfast with us? If you hadn't eaten yet..' "Yea sure. I have to mail this letter anyway." He could see you getting a clean page of stationary, the pen moving with intention if only he could write lyrics as fast as you wrote your words. Finish it off with a spray of your perfume he wondered who you were writing to but it wasn't his business although he felt a twinge of jealousy as you sealed the evelope with a kiss. "Okay, I'm ready." He took your hand as you walked out in the brisk morning air, bundle up in his leather jacket, his hat covering his greasy hair. You stop at your usual blue letter box dropping it in.. "They'll be happy to recieve that one." 'Can you tell me about your pen pal?' "They're in prison if that's what you were wondering." 'Don't you think that's a little dangerous?' "No he doesn't know what I look like." 'Oh so it's a HE?' "Aw is Joby Taylor the guy I just met last night jealous of my pen pal?" stating sarcastically. 'No..Well kinda only cause he got your attention first.' "Well who I am having breakfast with now?" He open the door for you with a new sense of accomplishment at getting to enjoy you, he certainly wasn't taking his freedom for granted after this. "Hey! there he is. And you brought someone." as Joby sat in the booth with his mates, while you went to the counter to order a coffee. "What's this? You never bring the people you sleep with around." 'They're different. We have an understanding.' "If you say so. She doesn't look like the usual type you go for." Both their eyes turned to give you a look over, turning back before you noticed. You made your way back to him as he offered you a seat.. "Something came up and I can't stay, call me later?" Joby pulled out his phone for you to type in your number, his sad puppy dog eyes seeming to beg for one last caress. "Aw such a sweet face." grabbing his face by his chin to lay on one last kiss before rushing out the door. "Whoa..This one really did steal your soul. You okay there buddy?" 'Yea better than ever.' smiling to himself at the prospect of having a dom, a secret only the two of you share. He had to leave you and move on to the next city only a few hours away as much he wants to stay and play boyfriend. He couldn't. So on his last day in town he took the opportunity to lay up with you and enjoy a home feel before he was to stay in a motel again, he needed this relaxation before the stress of the road came. Currently in his new favourite position, his head on your lap while you paint his nails. 'I want to give you something to think of me while I'm gone, I'll be back by Thanksgiving.' briefly lift his head to take one of his necklaces off. "Oh no I can accept this. We're not like that." 'What are we like then?' His heart heavy reacting to your statement. "Just an arrangement..where we meet our needs and i take care of you." 'I want you to have it okay? Please take it.' You took it from his hand, a little hurt you didn't put it on as you laid it on the coffee table, continuing with the task of painting his thumb. "There. How'd I do?" As you lightly blew on his wet nails to dry. He didn't want to show he was hurt, with you being happy to just spend time with him, he knew he shouldn't have opened his heart up so quick. 'They look good, thank you.' Tears almost welling in his eyes, as he coughed to cover up the break in his voice. He moved to make his retreat.. 'I gotta go, one more rehearsal before we leave.' "It's in the middle of the night on a Sunday? Something bothering you?" 'No, no I have to go.' Putting his jacket on, about to open the door.."No kiss?" Sighing he turned back to face you now his back to the door, as you grabbed his necklace, unlatching it. "Do you mind fastening it for me?" He close the clasp.. 'There you go..' Putting your hand over the new show of affection around your neck. "Thank you, it'll be nice to have something to remember you when I get lonely." leaning up to give him a soft kiss on the lips. Barely kissing you back as hurt still in his heart, he didn't understand where you were with him. but you were right this was an arrangement not girlfriend/boyfriend situation. "Text me when you get to there." 'Yea sure thing.' When he arrived at the motel, thoughts fill his head of you and the power ballads on the radio weren't helping. He shrugged his duffle bag off his shoulder, plummet on the bed, fidgeting with his phone. 'They told me to text when I got here. Who are they to tell me what to do? She's not my girlfriend..' He was doing it again..Why did he let himself get like this? He thought the same affection would be shown back for him, this was different. He couldn't do this to you..Mostly himself. So without texting you or anything he went on with the old routine, check out the venue, make set list and rehearse before the main event. He was on auto pilot for the most part. It made him feel a little better you weren't texting either, had you not care? You had your pen pal you didn't need his necklace to cure your lonliness. He got finish performing (subpar), relax with a game of pool. He was minding his business when a woman approach him.."You were great up there. What's a girl gotta do to get a tee shirt around here?" 'Go to the merch table in the back, could use the gas money.' "How about we work something out?" She touched his arm in a flirtatious way, metaphorically burning his skin as thoughts of you rushed back. "You seeing anyone? Got a girl back home? She doesn't have to know." His attention taken away from the door not noticing... "Oh honey but she does have to know." He's caught off guard with your apparence. Your dominating persona peeking through in your voice. "Who are you?" "None of your concern. Joby get behind me. Now." He cowered away behind you not looking towards the scene unfolding in front of him. "I'm not one to shame a person who enjoys sex but if they go out of their way to sleep with someone else's property we got problems." "Oh he's not your boyfriend or husband but property?" "That's right, there's plenty of others here who would happy to take you home. Please do yourself a favor and go on." You stood straight firmness in your voice as you defended him. She had the audacity to still try and make a move as if Joby needed saving from your clutches. "Honey are you okay? You need to get away from her." "I said Go on, the only person he need saving from was you." The woman retreated to the ladies room to gather herself from the situation. You now faced your puppy. Your voice soften "I got worried when you didn't text me and you left so abruptly the other night.." Joby took your hand leading you to a booth so you could talk. "Is something wrong?" You nervously fiddled with necklace he given you. "You can tell me." 'I got scared is all.' "what? Did I do something to make you feel that way? It wasn't my intention.." The lump in his throat grew noticable as he took your apologetic tone. 'No it wasn't you more than myself. I shouldn't have given you something so meaningful when we barely know each other. You're right I'm not your boyfriend and I did what boyfriends usually do.' "I thought it was a nice gesture. I can give it back to you if you want." 'No no I want you to have it. It means a lot to me.' "How about when you get back we do something special?" sliding across the booth to get closer to him. 'What'd you have in mind?' "I want to make this up to you. You were such a sweet and brave puppy giving me this gift. I want to reward you for being so thoughtful to me. Can I do that for you?" 'Yes Mistress you can.' Kissing the taste of mint, beer and cigarettes between the two of you. 'Since you're here can I take you to my room?' "The Joby Taylor taking me back to his room? I'm so flattered." 'Yea.. Let's go before I change my mind.' "Watch your mouth." The two of you left laughing together. His hurt dissipating with the feel of his owner at his side. 'Here's my humble abode' checking his watch 'until 11 o clock tomorrow morning.' "Well what do you want to do?" 'I was thinking maybe I could take care of you.' Taking your place next to him after removing most of your clothes. Joby was gentle in putting his arm around your torso and got cozy in bed. "You want to make your mistress feel good?" his lips eagerly on your neck, kissing lightly. 'Yes. Let me please? Let me make you feel good.' Peering up at you with hopeful eyes and a cute smile on his face. "Okay Joby." 'I'll be gentle I promise. Want to show how much I love you being my mistress.' Kissing a trail down your tummy and inhaling your scent through your panty covered pussy. "You can take them off if you want." 'No I don't think I want to yet. Did you pick these out for me?' "Yes." Lightly feeling the pink lace with his finger tips enjoying the gift spread out for him. Shoving off the bed to remove his clothes he was fully exposed to you.. "You really got that fucking snake all the way down to your dick? It somehow suits you, you look so sexy." He crawled back to you, taking your panties in his teeth, sure to make a show of pulling them off of you. Hair fallen in front of his face as he came face to face with your pussy. "You going to eat your treat or just stare?" Joby took his time.. 'Consider this pay back..' "That was punishment there's no pay back in that." His hands spreading you wider as he taste your sweetness. 'You taste so good mistress.' he felt you grab his hair tenderly. He kept good work of you noting your moans of praise for him. But as he felt your body get closer to cumming he stopped. Pulling away from you... "That's not very nice pet." He picked up your panties, smelling them once again and tossing them in his open duffle bag.. 'Hope you don't mind me keeping those.. So I have something to make me think of you.' "You little devil."Joby smirked making his way back on top of you. 'You're one to talk my bandmates think you've sucked the soul out of me.' "What I did?" 'Let's say I more so gave it to you.' Kissing you again, he love he could be playful with you. 'Turn over for me, show me that ass.' "Joby Taylor.." 'Please show me that ass.' Moving out of the way so he could watch you present yourself to him. If he was religious he would be thanking the gods for giving him such a delightful gift. "I'm waiting.." shaking your hips to give him a tease. Taken hold of his shaft, lining up with your entrance he thrusted in one fluid motion, held your hip to keep himself steady, as he was overwhelmed with the feel of being inside you again.But he was in control sorta speak. His length hitting you just right had you dumb on his cock, as his pace got harder. He watched as you snaked your hand under you cradling his balls, it was a sensation he never felt before like this. 'Holy shit.' breathless. 'I'm close mistress.' He got sloppy chasing his high as he felt you come undone in front of him, admiring the way his cock looked with your essence. He held your hips close to him spilling deep within you, watching how it dripped out of you. He was out of breath laying next to you, smiling to himself. You rolled over on your side, taking him in as he caught his breath, tracing the snake tattoo along his body in a act of comfort. 'Did I do good mistress?' voice in a shallow tone. "Very good. You made me feel amazing!" He beamed at your praise.. 'I appreciate you recusing me back there.' "No problem. Had a sense to come to you, the drive was nice to clear my head." 'Was I the reason you needed to clear your head?' "No. Personal things I don't want to talk about it while I'm here, you're my safe space." As Joby settled in bed, pulling the blanket over your bodies, wrapping his arms around you. He didn't know that what was on your mind would change the tie between the two of you.

A/N hope you enjoyed part one let’s see where it goes.

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