Alpha's Pet
his fingertip nudges my chin up further as he leans down and that grape lollipop is hanging from his mouth, just begging me to take it, "you wouldn't be lying to me, would you?"
“Would you be able to tell?” His eyes flash a little brighter for a moment before he takes the lollipop out of his mouth and holds it where his hand is propped up against the doorframe. Does he even realize what kind of torture it is being this close to things I can’t have?
“I’ll make you a deal, Sweetness,” the answer is yes. Yes he does. Because he’s tracked my movements, “You tell me what made you dart in here, and this," he pulls out another lollipop, "is all yours."
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