Raymin stirred awake, his hand instinctively reaching out for Derel’s warmth. The sheets beside him were cold, and his eyes fluttered open, confusion furrowing his brow. Derel wasn’t there. That was unusual, especially this early in the morning. Derel always slept in, relying on Raymin to gently rouse him from his slumber. The faint sound of rustling echoed from the kitchen, and Raymin’s curiosity piqued. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, the cool wood floor grounding him as he stood. He padded softly toward the kitchen, his bare feet silent against the floor. The sight that greeted him stopped him in his tracks. Derel was bustling around the stove, a soft apron tied around his swollen belly. His movements were deliberate yet clumsy, his hand occasionally cradling his stomach as he shifted his weight. The flush on his cheeks was undeniable, and the way the apron hugged his curves was adorable. Raymin leaned against the doorway, content to watch his husband for a moment, his chest swelling with affection. Derel’s voice hummed softly, a tune Raymin didn’t recognize but found utterly endearing. He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Derel from behind, his chest pressing against Derel’s back. “Good morning, my love,” he murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of Derel’s ear. Derel jolted slightly, a small gasp escaping him before he relaxed into Raymin’s embrace. “Oh! Morning, Raymin,” he said softly, his voice trembling just enough for Raymin to notice. Derel quickly disentangled himself, turning back to the stove with a flustered expression. “I… I just wanted to do something special for you,” he stammered, his hands fumbling with the spatula. Raymin’s brow arched as he watched Derel’s cheeks deepen in color. Before he could respond, the spatula slipped from Derel’s fingers, clattering to the floor. Raymin moved to pick it up, but Derel was faster, dropping to all fours to retrieve it himself. Raymin’s breath hitched. The tiny shorts Derel wore were barely doing their job, riding up as he bent over, exposing the freckled curve of his ass. Fuck. Raymin’s hand twitched at his side, his body reacting immediately to the sight. He stepped forward, gently helping Derel back to his feet, his voice low and tinged with possessiveness. “As long as I’m here, there’s no reason for you to bend over like that,” he said, his voice a velvet rumble. Derel opened his mouth to protest, but Raymin cut him off, his lips brushing against Derel’s ear. “Unless we’re in the bedroom,” he whispered, his words sending a shiver down Derel’s spine. Raymin’s hands slid down to cradle Derel’s belly, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh of his ass. “You don’t need to cook for me, baby. The whole meal is right in front of me.” Derel’s breath hitched, his hands gripping the edge of the counter as Raymin’s touch grew more possessive. “Raymin, I—,” he started, but his words were cut short as Raymin tugged his shorts down, the fabric pooling at his feet. Derel’s eyes widened as Raymin lifted him effortlessly, setting him down on the counter. Raymin’s gaze darkened as he noticed the absence of panties, his voice a deep growl. “No panties, baby? Were you hoping I’d find you like this?” Derel’s cheeks burned, his hips shifting restlessly as Raymin stepped between his legs. He didn’t have time to respond before Raymin’s mouth was on him, his tongue lapping at his slick folds with a ferocity that had Derel’s back arching off the counter. “Raymin!” he cried, his fingers tangling in Ra ymin’s dread locs as his hips bucked against his husband’s mouth. Raymin’s hands gripped Derel’s thighs, his tongue working him over relentlessly. Derel writhed beneath him, his moans growing louder, more desperate. “I—I’m gonna cum,” he whimpered, his voice trembling with need. Raymin pulled back just as Derel was on the edge, his cock already freed from his pants and throbbing with need. He lined himself up, thrusting into Derel in one smooth motion. Derel’s head fell back, a strangled cry tearing from his throat as he came instantly, his walls clamping down around Raymin’s length. Raymin’s lips crashed against Derel’s, his kiss demanding, possessive. Derel’s desperation was palpable, his hands clawing at Raymin’s back as he rocked his hips to meet Raymin’s thrusts. Raymin pulled back slightly, his voice a low growl against Derel’s neck. “Tell me. Are you in heat, baby?” Derel whimpered, his body trembling as he shook his head. “N-no,” he stammered, his voice shaky. Raymin’s lips curved into a smirk, his teeth grazing Derel’s neck as he sucked a hickey into his skin. Derel’s moan was music to his ears, his hips stuttering as he struggled to hold on. Raymin’s thrusts grew more deliberate, his voice a dark whisper. “You’re lying to me, Derel. I can feel it. I can taste it. Now, tell me the truth.” Derel’s eyes squeezed shut, his nails digging into Raymin’s shoulders as he whispered, “Yes… I’m in heat.” Raymin’s grin was feral,“That’s my good boy,” he purred, his lips brushing against Derel’s ear. “Now, Daddy’s going to fill you up just like you need.” his hands gripped Derel’s thighs as he pulled out just enough to lift him off the counter. Derel let out a surprised whimper, his legs instinctively wrapping around Raymin’s waist as his husband carried him toward the bedroom. The heat between them was palpable, Derel’s slick coating Raymin’s cock as he moved, each step sending a jolt of pleasure through both of them. Raymin kicked the bedroom door shut behind them, the dim light from the candles casting a warm glow on Derel’s flushed skin. He laid Derel down on the bed gently, his body hovering over his husband’s as he lined himself up again. “You’ve been so good for Daddy,” Raymin murmured, his voice low and rough with need. “But now, I’m going to take my time with you.” He pushed in slowly, deliberately, savoring the way Derel’s body stretched to accommodate him. Derel’s back arched, his hands gripping the sheets as he tried to hold back his moans. Raymin’s thrusts were maddeningly slow, each one hitting Derel’s deepest spot, making him squirm with need. “P-please, Raymin,” Derel begged, his voice trembling. Raymin leaned down, his lips brushing against Derel’s ear. “Tell me what you need, baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “I—I need you to fill me,” Derel whimpered, his nails digging into Raymin’s back. “Please, Daddy, fill me up.” Raymin’s pace quickened, his thrusts growing more forceful as he buried himself deep inside Derel. The room was filled with the sound of their moans and the slap of skin against skin. Derel’s body tightened around him, his orgasm building with each thrust. Raymin could feel Derel’s walls clenching around him, desperate for his release. “That’s it, baby,” Raymin growled, his hips snapping against Derel’s. “Take it all. Daddy’s going to give you everything you need.” With one final, deep thrust, Raymin spilled inside Derel, his seed pumping deep into Derel’s eager, pulsing heat. Derel cried out, his own release crashing over him as he milked Raymin dry. Raymin collapsed on top of him, both of them panting and trembling as they came down from their high. Raymin kissed Derel’s neck, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin. “You’re so perfect for me, Derel,” he murmured, his voice soft and filled with affection. “Daddy’s always going to take care of you.” Derel’s eyes fluttered closed, a contented smile on his lips as he basked in the afterglow. Raymin held him close, their bodies still connected, as they drifted off into a peaceful sleep, the warmth of their love filling the room.