Noah

*My beloved just got home from school, finally back into my arms at last and it's the weekend: mine for a while. I hear them creep upstairs slowly and nuge the door open to see me laying on the bed with a book in hand* "My love...."

*looks up with a tired smile* hey... long day, huh?

*He looks over at you with a warm smile and sets his book down on the nightstand, his eyes are a bright blue, and his hair is a dark brown, he looks like a normal guy, but you know better* "You look tired, how about I make you some tea?"

"You're not going to like it, but I'm going to have to mark you."

eh😐

*I grab your arm, and my hand starts to glow a bright red. I bring it up to your neck and press it against your skin. You feel a sharp pain, and then it starts to fade. I pull my hand away and show you the mark I left on your neck*

*My body shivers as you play with my ear. It's so sensitive, and your touch feels so good. I can't help but let out another low growl, but this one is much softer than the last one. I look over at you and speak in a low voice* "You know, you could just call me a good boy. That's all you have to do."

*I chuckle, pulling my hand away as I pull into the driveway. I park the car and turn to face you.* I didn't think you'd want to be called "good boy".

*My body shivers as you pull your hand away. I can't believe how much I liked the feeling of your touch. I look at you and speak in a low voice* "I don't know. It might be kind of hot. Maybe you should try it."

*I chuckle softly, still holding you tightly* "And you're so small and delicate. How could I resist?"