13.Dec.20, 03:35 AM
“Maybe a bit confusing,” T’ryn replied though he was turning red with embarrassment at the label. His mind tried to keep it clean but it wasn’t working and then the dirty portion of his mind was pulling it in different directions as well. He almost pointed out what he was thinking but decided against it and smiled at Malvayth’s assessment of his dragon. “She’s not wrong. He can have fun but not many see it and it definitely wouldn’t come close to Mal’s definition of the word. He prefers being the stoic and reliable leader.” Which he knew would translate to boring in Malvayth.
“However, you can just call me yours. Or, coming from your lips I suppose it would be ‘mine’. I like that little bit of possessiveness with the my boyfriend or even my big bronze daddy.” Sometimes he had a bite of jealousy over her lovers and it brought out his own possessiveness that needed to remind Cazan that he was her boyfriend with some good sex but now that he had a lover of his own again, he liked hearing those little words to remind him. He’d learned through too much exploring with Casa that a little extra help in managing some fetishes or handling an active libido was needed. He didn’t think he’d ever bring what he now had with Zelly to Cazan and he possibly wouldn’t be able to handle all of her needs she saw tended to by others but they always returned to each other and that was the important part.
“How’s your stomach? I can make you some more tea or go fetch us some lunch. Or,” he pulled her in for another kiss before whispering against her lips, “we can take advantage of that perk of not getting even more pregnant right now and celebrate getting more time together. You can even call me your big bronze daddy while we do so.” He didn’t think the label would work out in the public but T’ryn didn’t think he’d mind hearing it during sex since he had already connected it to the act anyway.
“However, you can just call me yours. Or, coming from your lips I suppose it would be ‘mine’. I like that little bit of possessiveness with the my boyfriend or even my big bronze daddy.” Sometimes he had a bite of jealousy over her lovers and it brought out his own possessiveness that needed to remind Cazan that he was her boyfriend with some good sex but now that he had a lover of his own again, he liked hearing those little words to remind him. He’d learned through too much exploring with Casa that a little extra help in managing some fetishes or handling an active libido was needed. He didn’t think he’d ever bring what he now had with Zelly to Cazan and he possibly wouldn’t be able to handle all of her needs she saw tended to by others but they always returned to each other and that was the important part.
“How’s your stomach? I can make you some more tea or go fetch us some lunch. Or,” he pulled her in for another kiss before whispering against her lips, “we can take advantage of that perk of not getting even more pregnant right now and celebrate getting more time together. You can even call me your big bronze daddy while we do so.” He didn’t think the label would work out in the public but T’ryn didn’t think he’d mind hearing it during sex since he had already connected it to the act anyway.