It wasn't because I was a bottom through and through that made me have my heart swayed once again, though it's true that I don't take pleasure in me topping not that I ever practiced on anything else other than my hands but, I'm never one to break my own promises even the ones that I made in my head.
No exceptions.
To make a long story short, I couldn't go through with it at the end of my thoughts because, it wasn't about me. Not in the least, It was all him. I couldn't go through with it because of him.
It wasn't sex what he needed at the moment. I get the fear of losing something, it's maddening, threatening, heart pounding, guilt filling and anything horrible one can come up with, all felt at the same time though, I may never get specifics on what's he was feeling at the moment but, all I knew is that what he needed was assurance.
On why he chose me to be the top of all things? Was still a mystery. Human mind works in mysterious ways.
I remembered once teasing him about owning his ass, days before and what he replied stuck in my mind to the point where it gave those second thoughts more power.
I had to stop.
Due to my awesome and wise brain, I decided to let him sleep through all the stress and adrenaline rush for the night. I'd be there, of course and If he would still say the words when sober then maybe I'd do him, then.
"Please..." He pleaded with a grunt after I ended the kiss.
We were already on the bed after he was thoroughly dried and gorgeously naked, tempting under me. I had to put a stop to all that.
"Shhhh, Damon you need to rest" I told him with a rough voice playing with his full lips by my fingers before I pinched on the lower one. Hard.
"But, I don't want that!" He said it like an aggrieved child after a hiss of pain.
"That's why I used 'need' in the mixture, Baby Dee" I retorted, amused at his pouting self. I was so rewinding that part when I get to see our recordings someday.
"Love, why...?" He whined pitifully.
"Because, I don't want to feel like I've taken advantage of you when morning comes. Plus..., where's my phone?" I asked as an after thought feeling proud for finding something to get me away from the current Damon.
"Cloakroom" He informed softly with a sigh.
"Did I tell you that I love the house?" I asked him in awe. I was so in love with it that, I already baptized it into my home just like the one that Monica and her husband made feel like home until it wasn't anymore.
"Yeah? Then, don't you think I deserve a little bit of a physical kind of 'thank you'?... I promise that it's not a heat of the moment kind of thing... I won't regret this decision" Said Damon eyeing me up seriously.
"...How about, we talk about this tomorrow morning?" I asked as I walked back to sit on his bed from the cloakroom.
"You're the boss... and I really had to put your phone in silent mode last night, It wouldn't stop buzzing" Damon said as he pulled me to lay down with him.
"These many calls? Was last night live broadcasted? can't believe just how much of a celebrity I am!" I exclaimed when I saw just how many calls and texts from everywhere.
"Or maybe, it's because you're too free for just anyone to call you anytime for the sake of burning time" Explained Damon briefly upsetting me unknowingly.
"Ouch, that hurts" I said dryly turning to him after I pushed myself to sit.
"What are you doing over there? I miss you here with me" He whined coming up to sit next to me, his hands on me, breathing me in.
"You should've thought about that before killing my vibes!" I scolded him sternly.
"I'm sorry. It was a very bad joke" Apologized Damon rubbing his face on my neck.
"Look at you... Who would stay mad at you? ...We'd cuddle after I make sure you're already fed, okay?" I said before kissing his forehead lovingly.
"I've already eaten though" Mumbled Damon tightening his hold on me like a paranoid child.
"When? Was it between flights or car rides?... You're not a robot, Damon!" I told him with a slap on his hold on me.
"It's just that..., I'm not hungry" He said the last part in a muffled whisper but, due to my antenna for ears, I heard him loud and clear.
"...Let me just charge my phone while I go make up something for you in the kitchen" I said after sighing helplessly and went on to connect my phone with it's charger.
"Stop! I can ... there's a maid for that here" He said still holding onto me.
"Ceci, I know that but, I want to cook you a welcome home dinner. It's a new house or is it only to me?" I asked feeling betrayed somehow.
"Only if you let me tag along" He said in a defeated tone making me smile at him.
"So, I can have you laugh at my attempts? Not a chance!" I teased hopping down the bed.
"Who'd dare? I love my marriage more than my spleens functionality" He replied with a chuckle before he went to the closet butt naked.
"Whatever, I'm going" I said after gulping down my saliva greedily. He was very beautiful and very delectable.
"Behind you!" Yelled Damon in the cloakroom.
"Never needed a tail, Damon" I yelled back at him.
"I could be your butt..." Teased Damon dryly.
"What an ass!" I exclaimed with a laugh.
Just like that I found myself with a professional chef as an assistant and I gotta admit that it was fun all those teasing, light banters, sweet touches, nibbles, kisses...
"Damon, stop!"
"Sybil, please..."
"We're not having sex today!"
"Oooh! I'll take the left couch, don't worry"
"In the dog house tonight?"
"We call that 'security duty' nowadays"
"You and who?"
"Other dogs outside?"
"Such bullies! Florence is out of this world angry tonight... but, she will never turn down a late snack... Anyone who can help me with it?" Pleaded Devin batting his eyelashes at us.
"Don't you have hands?" Reprimanded Damon seriously.
"I don't know shit about kitchens!" Explained Devin convincingly.
"And yet you're here" I cornered.
"I heard voices..." He trailed off with a sigh eyeing us desperately.
"Fair point, Damon will" I concluded with a shrug. It was Damon's fault that we were heard to begin with.
"Why me?" Asked Damon confusedly turning to me.
"Because you got some energy to burn!" I told him in a command.
"You're not playing fair!" Complained Damon.
"Do I ever?" I retorted proudly before I felt his teeth biting on my neck making me gasp in surprise.
"What kind?" Asked the unfazed Damon to the wide eyed Devin.
"The simplest to make and Anderson I'm glad you got together with that blockhead" Said Devin eyeing at us as if we are aliens.
"Don't call me that, Devin" Commanded Damon with his teeth gritted.
"Is it wrong to call him that?" Devin asked me but his eyes were solely to Damon with a mischievous expression.
"On a scale of one to ten, how much do you hate being called that?" I asked Damon
"Six?" Replied Damon hesitantly.
"Shoot him on his toes the next time he calls you that" I told him before kissing him on the back of his neck.
"Oh,come on Anderson I thought we'd be together bullying him...!" Complained Devin making me laugh because, it went without me saying.... 'Always team Damon. No retreat no surrender'