Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 20

I offered Morgan another fry and he easily accepted it, munching happily as I added some finishing details on his stomach. "I'm almost done and then I just have to take some pictures."

He stared down at his torso, probably unable to make it out from the angle. "What is it?"

"It's the inside of a clock tower."

"Really?" He tried tipping his head up to see but I pushed it back down.

"Don't move. You can see it in a little." He relaxed back into the pillow and sulked. "It's supposed to be a broken clock tower so it's crumbling and it looks like your skin is peeling off to show the gears inside."

"Oh, sick." I made a soft noise and leaned over to make the shadows more hazy. "Do you body paint a lot?"

"On myself, yeah. I don't really have a chance to do it on other people though. It usually takes a while and I'm too broke to pay someone."

"You can use me anytime~"

My ears shot up. "Really?!"

"Sure, if you sit on my lap and feed me every time."

I'm sure he was teasing but I still nodded quickly, making my ears flop back and forth. "I'll even put on a movie next time."

His lips twitched up. "Deal."

When I was finally done, I set my brush down and leaned back to stare at it, running my eyes over every little detail. I was worried the paint might crack since it wasn't specifically meant for skin but it was holding up nicely. It helped that he didn't move around too much.

I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures just to show him and keep for memories. "Oh s**t," he blinked at my phone after I held it out, "that's really good." He looked back and forth from my phone and his chest. "How'd you do that?"

My tail started to wag. "It's good?"

He nodded, still staring at my phone. "It's kind of disturbing but in a good way? Like, I can't look away."

I set my phone back down and grabbed the camera I borrowed from Declan. "I'm gonna turn these photos in. I won't get your face so don't worry about that." He nodded, though he didn't seem to care if I did or not.

Holding the camera up to my eye, I quickly realized I didn't know how to even work it. "Um," I smiled sheepishly after lowering it, "do you know how to use this?"

After showing him, he nodded. "It looks like a Nikon D5. The button should be in the front, yeah right there. Twist the lens to see which focus you like the most."

"Ooh, you're techie."

He chuckled. "I'm a film major."

I brought it back up to my eye and he gave me a few more suggestions that I gratefully took, tail wagging when I realized I could take them in different focuses to highlight certain areas. "Like this?" I turned the camera around for him to see the picture I took.

"Mhm," he nodded, "good boy." I felt like I'd been punched in the gut but still brought the camera back up to my face, only to hide just how much I liked the casual praise.

After taking a few more pictures from his lap, I stood up and almost toppled over from how numb my legs were from sitting for so long. He laughed when I almost stepped on him, making me whine. "Don't laugh~"

Tipping the camera down, I stood over him and took a few more pictures for good measure.

Looking through the lenses, I caught his heavy gaze staring up at me. Earlier, he had me take his hair out of his bun so now it was fanning his face messily, gentle waves rustling every time my fan rotated in our direction.

Lowering the camera, I stared at him before making a split second decision and held my hand out firmly. "Stay." He let out a soft, questioning noise while I carefully stepped off the bed and started to dig around in my desk.

Once I found what I was looking for, I slid my desk drawer closed and lowered myself on his chest. His eyebrows raised in surprise when I sat on the painting but he still looked interested as his eyes gazed up at me. "Hm?"

I focused on his face through the polaroid lens before the flash went off, making him blink.

Morgan's smile was slow and easy when he realized I was taking them for myself. He stared up at me as his hands slid along my folded legs and cupped the sides of my thighs. His eyes were soft and seductive as he tilted his head. "Well?" He mused softly. "Do you think I'm pretty?"

I set the printed polaroid aside, not even bothering to look since I had the real thing in front of me, and took another picture. When the flash went off again, he didn't blink. "You know you are." And rightfully so.

His hands slid under my shirt. "But I wanna hear it from you."

Click. "Yeah," I breathed out, "you're really pretty."

His thumbs rubbed slow circles into my hips. "I take it I can touch you now?"

I shook my head and leaned back, making his hands fall from my sides. "Uh uh, you have to take a shower first."

He propped his elbows under him and tilted his head. "It's almost like you're trying to test my self control."

"All you have to do is shower~"

"Take one with me?" I shook my head and he groaned. "You're trying to kill me."

I slid off his lap to let him get up but he started to manhandle me against his chest, making me squirm around and laugh as his hands tickled my sides. "Stop!"

"Give me a kiss."

My body twisted this way and that, trying to get away so he'd stop tickling me. "I can't-!"

He stopped for a moment, letting his hands rest on my sides while I caught my breath. "Too long." And then he was tickling me again, making me curl over and laugh desperately.

"Pl-please!"

"Give me a kiss."

"I'm trying!" He stopped again so I turned against his chest and gave him a quick kiss.

When I went to turn away, his hand caught my jaw and tipped my head up. "That's not a kiss." He dipped down and pressed his lips to mine, giving me a kiss that left me breathless and panting.

He looked more than satisfied after I rolled away and covered my mouth. I glared at him while protecting my mouth. "Stay back." It was muffled but he still chuckled and stood up.

"Don't worry~ I'm going to shower, alone." He peered down at me, "Unless-"

"No." I was quick to shake my head and press my foot against his chest when he got too close. He wrapped his hand around my ankle and let his fingers lightly scratch my foot, making me squeak and quickly pull it away. "Definitely no."

"Awe, you're starting to hurt my feelings." I shooed him away, eyeing him for any sudden advancements until he was in the bathroom and safely away from me.

While he showered, I put away all the scattered art supplies and neatly tucked my art sheet away to wash later. I set out a pair of clothes for him to wear since he didn't bring any and I might've spilled some paint on his shirt. He wasn't that much bigger than me and most of my clothes were oversized so I'm hoping they'd fit.

When I was putting the leftover food we didn't eat in the fridge, Morgan came out of my room while drying his hair. "Where's the shirt?" I asked after seeing he'd only put the sweats on.

"Didn't want it." He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, gently pulling me against his naked chest. I shivered when he pressed a kiss to my shoulder, where my shirt had slid off and exposed the smooth expanse of skin. "I felt bad washing the paint off. It was so nice."

I turned in his arms to find him gazing down at me with hooded eyes. "It's okay." My head tipped up. "You wanted to touch me, right?"

He hummed lowly. "I remember you promising."

My breath hitched when he slowly guided me back before lifting me on the counter. He slid his hand up the nape of my neck, letting his fingers tickle at my hair, while he guided me forward.

His lips were soft when he kissed me, mouth hot as he parted my lips with his. His other hand rested on my hip and guided me towards the edge of the counter, pressing our hips snuggly together. My legs wrapped around his waist while he slowly slid my shorts up and cupped my thigh.

My mind felt fuzzy as I wrapped my arms around his neck, filled with nothing but thoughts of Morgan. How good he was at kissing, how much I liked his hands roaming my body, how nice it felt to have all his attention focused on me, knowing he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Just him.

My legs tightened around his waist when he picked me up by the back of my thighs and started walking towards my bedroom. He surprisingly didn't run into anything, even as I cupped his cheeks and directed his attention solely on me as we made out.

I felt one of his hands let go to lock the door, making my stomach fill with giddy anticipation, before he laid me on the bed. He got on top of me and slid his hands under my shirt to pull it off before leaning back down to connect our lips.

I was left breathless when he pulled back and started kissing down my neck, softly sucking and nipping at my skin. Audrey's words from earlier lingered in the back of my head, give your asshole a break.

I chewed at my lip nervously. "Morgan?" He hummed against my neck. "Um..." Hearing my hesitance, he lifted his head and pressed his fingers into my cheek when I tried looking away.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" I let out a strangled noise, still not used to the pet name.

"Nothing's wrong, just, uh," I patted his sides awkwardly and tried to force the words out, "I'm kind of- um, sore? And my butt kind of- y'know..." I trailed off quietly, feeling my face grow hot.

Morgan listened to me patiently and let out an understanding noise. "We don't need to do anything." He was already sitting up. "We can watch a movie or something."

I caught his hand and could already tell my face was burning. "We can still..." I trailed off. "Just not penetration."

I stole a glance at him, feeling like I was gonna die of embarrassment any second now. If he says no after I had to muster the courage to say that- I'm ending it all.

"Do you wanna f**k me?"

I felt like I lost my breath, unable to breathe as I stared up at him. "Huh?"

"You can f**k me." He repeated. "I'm a switch, I don't really care what position we're in."

I stared at him dumbly. "But- don't you like topping more?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter. I still like bottoming too, and I can dom from either position so it's not a big deal. Plus, you're sore."

I blinked, still unable to comprehend what was going on. "Huh?"

His lips twitched up before he was reaching out to ruffle my hair. "Did I break you?" He poked my head. "What's going on up here?"

He wants me to f**k him? Me? f**k him??

I suddenly sat up, almost knocking heads with him and making him lean back, slightly startled. "Yes." I nodded quickly before adding on a, "Please."

Morgan chuckled softly and reached out to scratch under my chin, the touch was somewhat ticklish. "Eager, aren't you?"

"I've never f****d someone." I confessed shyly.

"I had a feeling." He hooked his fingers in my shorts and started to slowly pull them down, eyes seductive as he stared down at me. "It's okay, I'll help you."

-

Now that I was kneeling between his legs, both now naked, I started to feel nervous. "Um," I gently ran my hands over his thighs, still somewhat in disbelief that he'd let me f**k him, "what should I do?"

"You need to prep me first." I felt like my heart was gonna beat out of my chest but Morgan couldn't look anymore relaxed than he did now, head lulled onto the pillow while a content smile played at his lips.

"Okay." I tore my eyes away from his half hard c**k and reached down to run my fingers over his rim.

He caught my hand before I could push a finger in and let out a quiet noise. "I'm not a hybrid, I don't have slick like you. You're gonna need lube, baby."

"Oh." I blushed and then slowly realized- "I don't have lube."

"No?" He sat up and reached around me. He watched my lips part in a surprised moan when he slid his fingers over my rim and gently pushed a finger in my hole. "It can't be helped, hm?"

He only fingered me for a moment before pulling them out to reach down between his legs. I felt like I was in a trance when he pushed his own finger past his rim, coated in my slick and scent.

He glanced at me and chuckled, a little strained and breathless. "You're awfully hard." I glanced down at my c**k to see it standing tall and proud, even beading with precum.

I chewed at my lip when he pushed another finger into his hole while I just sat there. "I can do it."

"Yeah?" He pulled his fingers out so I hesitantly reached down, almost afraid I'd hurt him as I touched his rim. He laid back down and spread his knees wider, having me shuffle closer while he covered my hand with his. "Gentle, like this."

Morgan pushed two of my fingers inside him, unfazed even as he pushed them all the way in. He's tight. He pulled them out and subconsciously clenched around me. Really tight. "It's warm."

He dragged his eyes up to me before letting out a soft huff of amusement. "Is it?" I nodded while watching my fingers disappear inside him over and over again.

After a few minutes, he had me pull them out. "That's enough." And then he was tilting his head while letting out a thoughtful noise. "I'm assuming you don't have condoms either?" He smirked when I shook my head. "Caesar's gonna be jealous~"

"Why?"

"I don't let him f**k me without a condom but he wants to."

"Oh." I mumbled, liking that my scent would linger inside him- probably more than I should have.

"Mhm, so you have to pull out before you cum." My lips parted while my ears lowered sadly. "Don't look at me like that." He laughed when my tail stopped wagging. "You want to c*m inside me that bad?"

I gave him a meek nod and he rolled his eyes but looked fond. "I'll think about it." He slowly ran his hand up my stomach. "It depends how well you f**k me, so do your best." He flicked my n****e. "Alright?"

My tail started to wag again as I nodded quickly. "Okay."

-

He's so pretty, it was almost unfair.

Morgan stared up at me while letting his hands roam my thighs, squeezing the supple skin and guiding me forward. "All you did was enter me, why do you look like you're about to c*m?"

My cheeks flushed before puffing out. "I'm not." He's so tight and it's so warm, I feel like I'm gonna c*m any second.

I slowly pulled out of him and bit my lip as I stared at my c**k slowly disappearing back inside him. He let me f**k him at my own pace, uncaring as my thrusts were sloppy and uncoordinated.

He pulled me down at some point and pressed his heel into my ass, driving my c**k deeper while I let out a strangled moan. "You're so noisy~" I panted against his lips when he kissed me, unable to focus on kissing him and keeping a steady rhythm. He didn't seem to care as he licked into my mouth when my lips parted dumbly.

"Feels so good." I whimpered into his mouth.

"I can tell." He nibbled at my lip before pulling back, but kept his arms around my neck. "You're f*****g me like I'm just a hole to breed." A moan tore from my throat. "Is that it, pup? Am I just a hole for you to breed?"

I shook my head and whimpered when he tightened around me. "You're so sloppy, going fast one second and slow the next." He reached down and grabbed my ass before pulling me in deeper. "Can't be a pillow prince when you're on top, can you? Poor baby."

I stuffed my face in his neck and panted while my hips seemed to move on their own, just chasing the delicious heat as they pleased. "You- it's good? Feel good?"

"Hm? Did being inside me turn you dumb? Does my ass feel so good you can't talk properly?" He turned his head and kissed my cheek. "Yeah, it feels good, baby. Am I being too quiet, you want me to moan some more?"

The moan he let out against my ear had me whining and kicking my hips into him. "Fuck." This moan seemed genuine as he tightened around me and squeezed my ass. "You're so easy to please."

"'Wanna f**k you more." My mind felt hazy as I mumbled into his neck.

"You are f*****g me."

"More."

Morgan grabbed my hair in his fist and pulled my head up. He stared at me as I panted before letting go. "You're out of it, huh?" He gently pushed at my chest until I was laying on the bed, and straddled my hips.

My mouth fell open when he sank down on my c**k and started riding me. He moaned softly and pressed his hands against my chest. "You're so cute. Got so worked up after only f*****g me a little."

My eyes were hooded as I watched him ride me, slamming my c**k so deep inside of him just to pull out and repeat it again.

His face scrunched up for a moment when I grabbed his hips and started f*****g into him. "Shit."

My mind felt hazy and all I could think about was making him smell like me, how I could make my scent linger for days so nobody else would touch him but me.

I leaned up and hugged his body to me while still pumping my c**k in him. He let out a low curse when I bit his neck before pulling me back by my hair. "What's gotten into you?"

I blinked slowly and leaned back in to bite at his neck again. "Mine." He looked down at me as my hands tightened on his hips.

"Hey." He patted my head repeatedly. "Are you in heat or something?" I let out a noncommittal noise that meant nothing and continued to f**k into him.

He's so warm. I wanna drench him in my scent.

Morgan's back arched and he let out a groan when I rolled us over and started to f**k him hard. "f**k, when did you suddenly learn this?"

"Feels good." I moaned into his neck. "Wanna breed you." He cursed lowly and scratched down my back.

"I know it's your first time and you're excited, but holy f**k-" he groaned and tightened around me, "can you maybe slow down a little?" He tried pushing a hand against my lower stomach but I grabbed it and pinned it against the bed. "No? Okay, that's fine." He tipped his head back and moaned breathlessly. "Just do whatever, I guess."

I bit his shoulder, digging my canines in and licking over right after. "Feels good?"

"Yeah, f**k, feels good." My stomach clenched, I'm making him feel good. I lifted my head and licked from his jaw to his cheek, making him let out a noise of protest as he tilted his head away. "Oh yeah, you're definitely out of it." He tilted his head back and grabbed my jaw to keep me in place. "You better not be embarrassed later."

I nodded dumbly, not fully understanding but agreeing to anything he said.

As I continued to f**k him, he had to keep pushing my face away when I wouldn't stop biting him. He held my hair in a tight grip, making me whine. "Stop whining." He groaned. "You didn't listen."

He eventually let go when my orgasm was quickly approaching. He slid his fingers inside my mouth instead while I panted and coated them in drool. "Gonna breed you."

"Jesus," He breathed out as my hooded eyes followed his every movement, "you look like you wanna eat me."

"Can I?"

"Eat me?!"

I shook my head, jostling his fingers, and whimpered. "Breed you."

"Now you ask?" He wrapped a hand around his c**k and quickly jerked himself off. "You've been using me as you please, go ahead."

When I came inside him, it was with a sharp whine and my fingers digging into his hips. He tightened around my c**k, making me moan in sensitivity, and eventually came onto his stomach. "f**k, you came a lot." He sat up and cupped my cheeks, tilting my head down so I'd look at him. "You okay? What happened?"

"You smell like me."

He raised an eyebrow. "You don't look like you're in heat. What was that?" I stared at him and he must've realized asking these questions was pointless.

He had me pull out of him and grimaced when my c*m started sliding down his thighs. He sighed and looked back to me as my tail wagged slowly, feeling satisfied since I marked him. "You're gonna feel embarrassed later~"

-

I huddled further under the blanket and held it firmly over me. "Don't ever talk to me again."

Morgan laughed and tried peeking under the blanket but my grip was deathly. "C'mon, it wasn't bad, I was just confused about what happened."

"Leave me here to die. I'm never coming out again."

"Baby boy." He cooed, laughter clear in his tone. "It's okay. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want, okay? So, come out." God, please just take me now.

Breed? Breed?? I said I wanted to breed him?!

I can't ever look him in the eye again. I'm too mortified.

"Listen," He patted the lump, me, under the blanket, "It was good, I promise. We both came, didn't we? Honestly, it was pretty hot, I wouldn't mind if you did it again."

"No. Never again."

"It was just your animal instincts, it's fine. You're a hybird so I'm sure it's normal." He rubbed my back over the blanket while I was curled over. "And even if it wasn't- it was pretty hot."

"You're just saying that." I sniffled.

He laughed again and hugged me. "No, I'm not. I would've kicked you away if I didn't like it. You were acting just like a puppy, it was so cute."

"Don't say it!"

"Okay, okay." He patted me. "We'll never talk about it again, alright?"

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"You won't even tell Caesar?"

"..."

I wailed at his silence. "You promised!"

"I can't not tell him. What if it happens again?"

"You're gonna jinx it!"

"Baby." He laughed and peeled the blanket off me, making me whine. "It's seriously fine. It's not a big deal." He squished my cheeks together while my ears pressed into my hair.

The bite marks on his neck made me even more mortified. "Leave me here to die."

He poked my cheek. "You're being dramatic. There's nothing to be embarrassed about." I could write a ten page essay about how many things there was to be embarrassed about.

I covered my eyes with my arm so I wouldn't have to look at him. "...Just hold me or something." His arms wrapped around me a few seconds later when he pulled me against his chest. I stuffed my face in his neck and wrapped my body around his. His soft pets eventually calmed me down until I was lax in his hold.

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um this wasn't supposed to be 4.2k words but it was ????

this took me all day to write hh. i hope you liked it tho~ feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ?

harrison is a gemini so he has many different personalities <3 we can't help it. one second he's assertive, the next he's whining for d**k, it's a disease luv ?

maddie~