[BL] Obsessed with Him, Surrendered to His Voice

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: The Words Reynold Longed to Hear

~Third- POV~

Frederick’s grip tightened. He thrust upward to meet every drop of Reynold’s hips, forcing himself even deeper. Reynold cried out and slammed down harder, pinning his ass tightly against Frederick’s body so he was completely impaled.

”Fuck me, Daddy—” Reynold screamed, voice raw and needy. ”Harder, please—”

That sound pushed Frederick right to the edge.

He sat up suddenly, wrapped one arm around Reynold’s back, and yanked him down into a deep, filthy kiss—tongues sliding, teeth scraping, saliva mixing. At the same time, he started fucking up into him hard and fast, the wet, obscene slap of skin on skin filling the room as he hammered that sensitive spot over and over.

With his free hand, he reached between their sweat-slick bodies and wrapped his fingers tightly around Reynold’s leaking cock, stroking him in rough, perfect time with every brutal upward thrust.

”I’m going to cum, baby,” Frederick growled against his open mouth, voice strained. ”Your tight little hole is going to make me cum—”

”Daddy, yes, fuck...” Reynold murmured into the kiss, bouncing desperately on his cock, taking every hard thrust. ”Don’t stop, please don’t stop—use me—”

Frederick’s fist flew over Reynold’s length, thumb swiping hard over the sensitive, dripping head on every upstroke while his hips slammed upward without mercy. The dual sensation, cock stretching him open and the tight fist working his shaft, was overwhelming.

Reynold’s third orgasm ripped through him with a broken, high-pitched cry. His body convulsed hard, back arching, cock pulsing violently in Frederick’s hand as thick, hot ropes of cum spilled over both their stomachs and chests, painting their skin. His hole clenched and fluttered tightly around Frederick’s cock, milking him in desperate, rhythmic squeezes.

Only then did Frederick lose control.

He locked both hands on Reynold’s waist, held him firmly down, and fucked up into him in short, powerful, punishing strokes, chasing his release. The wet, filthy sound of their bodies colliding filled the room along with their ragged moans.

”Fuck, I’m coming,” Frederick groaned, voice breaking into a deep, guttural sound. ”Baby...fuck, take it—”

His hips stuttered. He buried himself to the hilt and came hard, a raw, shaking moan tearing from his throat as he pulsed deep inside Reynold. His whole body trembled with the force of it. He kept thrusting through every intense wave, grinding deep and rolling his hips, forcing every last drop out until the tremors finally began to fade.

Only then did his movements slow. He stayed buried completely inside Reynold, both of them breathing hard, chests slick with sweat and cum, holding onto each other tightly as the overwhelming intensity slowly drained away into a peaceful quiet.

After their heartbeats finally began to settle, Frederick slowly and carefully pulled out. Reynold winced slightly at the sudden, aching sense of emptiness, a small gasp slipping past his lips.

”Sorry, baby,” Frederick whispered tenderly, his voice low and gravelly.

Reynold shifted on the mattress, turning onto his side to rest his head directly on Frederick’s arm, looking up into his dark, watchful eyes.

Frederick leaned forward, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Reynold’s warm forehead.

”Thank you for taking me so well,” Frederick murmured against his skin, his hand stroking a steady, gentle pattern over Reynold’s back.

A soft, content smile touched Reynold’s lips. He leaned in closer, pressing his face into the crook of Frederick’s neck. ”I would do anything for you... as long as it makes you happy.”

Frederick smiled, his gaze drifting toward the window as bright morning sunlight streamed through the heavy velvet curtains. ”It’s daylight already,” he noted softly. ”Do you still want to sleep?”

”Yes...” Reynold admitted, wincing as he rubbed his temple. ”My head hurts a little bit.”

”Don’t worry,” Frederick soothed, running his fingers through Reynold’s dark hair. ”Before we go shower, I’ll have the maid prepare some hangover tea and breakfast for you, so you can eat, take something for the pain, and go right back to sleep.”

Reynold looked up, gazing straight into Frederick’s eyes with absolute, unshielded vulnerability. ”I love you so much, Daddy.”

Frederick stared down at him for a quiet moment, his expression softening into something so warm and deep it took Reynold’s breath away.

”I love you more, sweetheart, ” Frederick answered softly.

Reynold offered a sleepy nod, but his brain froze mid-smile. It took a few long seconds for the words to register through his foggy, exhausted mind. Suddenly, he snapped awake, his eyes widening in shock.

”Daddy... what did you just say?”

Frederick looked down at his stunned face, a small, genuine smile curving his lips. ”I love you so much.”

Reynold stared at him, his mouth slightly open as a sudden wave of emotion washed over him. ”Did you... Did you just tell me you love me back?”

Overcome by the sudden realization, Reynold didn’t wait for another word. He shifted closer and threw his arms around Frederick’s neck, hugging him tightly, holding onto him with all his strength as if afraid he was dreaming.

”I... I never thought I’d ever hear you say that back to me,” Reynold whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. ”Do you really love me?”

”I love you a lot,” Frederick confessed, wrapping his arms securely around Reynold’s waist and holding him flush against his chest. ”So much that it drives me absolutely crazy.”

Reynold squeezed his eyes shut, burying his face deeper into Frederick’s shoulder, holding him with every ounce of strength he had left.

Frederick kissed his hair gently, rubbing comforting circles into his lower back. ”You really have nothing to worry about anymore, okay?”

Reynold nodded against his skin. ”Okay, Daddy...”

”Just focus on your studies and make me proud,” Frederick said softly, his voice full of steady belief and support. ”And if you ever think of anything you’d like to pursue, a business, a career, anything at all, just tell me. We are going to figure it out together, okay?”

”Okay,” Reynold agreed softly, feeling a lump form in his throat from the pure warmth in Frederick’s voice.

Frederick tightened his hold slightly, looking down into Reynold’s face with fierce sincerity. ”I love you so much, baby. And it’s not just because of what we just shared... I’ve felt this way about you from the very first day. Please, Reynold... don’t play with my heart. If one day you feel like I’m too old, or if you want someone else—”

Before he could finish the painful thought, Reynold leaned up and pressed his lips against Frederick’s, cutting him off completely.

When he pulled back just an inch, Reynold looked straight into Frederick’s eyes. ”How about you let go of your fears, and I work on my insecurities first? There is no such thing as me leaving you or getting tired of you... You are everything I have ever wanted in a man. I just want you to love me for me, because I will never be that person from your past. I know what I want, I know what my heart chooses, and that person is you, Frederick. I just want you to trust me, and I promise I will do the same.”

Frederick stared at him, deeply moved by the quiet strength in Reynold’s voice.

”Then trust me,” Frederick promised, his voice firm and reassuring. ”Stop worrying so much whenever Eva comes around or you hear her name. She’s in my past—not because of you, but because everything between us had already ended long before I met you. You’re the only one I love. You and Lily are the most important and precious people in my life right now, and I love you both so much. Okay?”

Reynold’s heart swelled to bursting. He nodded eagerly. ”Okay, Daddy.”

He reached up, pressing a lingering, sweet kiss to Frederick’s lips. ”I’m so glad I met you.”

Frederick kissed him back deeply, pouring all his affection into the touch before pulling away with a soft smile. ”I’m glad I met you too, my sweetest being.”

Reynold beamed, a soft blush spreading across his cheeks as he hid his face in Frederick’s chest.

Frederick chuckled softly, rubbing Reynold’s back. They stayed like that for a long moment, holding each other close and smiling softly. Reynold whispered against Frederick’s chest while Frederick murmured sweet words to him, making him feel even more loved and cherished.

After a while, Frederick patted Reynold’s hip gently. ”Come on, let’s go take a shower.”

Reynold looked up with a playful, completely spoiled pout. ”Carry me... I can’t walk on my own.”

”Alright, baby,” Frederick agreed with fond amusement.

Frederick sat up and climbed out of bed, his tall, imposing figure completely unbothered by the request. Before lifting Reynold, he picked up his phone from the nightstand and called down to the kitchen, instructing the housemaid to bring a tray of warm hangover tea and a light breakfast up to the master suite.

After setting the phone back down, Frederick turned and stepped over to where Reynold was waiting at the edge of the bed. He leaned down, slipping one arm behind Reynold’s back and the other beneath his knees before effortlessly scooping him into his arms.

Reynold instinctively wrapped his arms around Frederick’s neck and rested his head comfortably against his chest as Frederick carried him toward the steaming bathroom.

Frederick glanced down at him with a teasing smile. ”What do you say, baby? Should we go for one more round before that shower?”