Page 123 of Praising Haru

As the rays of dawn light up the sky, we make love facing one another, staring into each’s other’s tired eyes.

“Fuck, I love you,” I hiss right before I come. It’s only my third orgasm of a long night, so I’ve got plenty of cum to fill him up with.

“I love you too.” Haru’s final orgasm is quiet and trembling and the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I untie him and hold him as I massage his wrists and ankles. I clean us up and carry him into the spare room, where the sheets are clean and not covered in cum.

“I’ll take care of you, beautiful,” I promise.

“I know you will, Sir. Why else do you think I trust you with my body, my orgasms, and my heart?”

I let out a tired chuckle. “I can’t decide if that statement was sexy or romantic.”

“I was trying for both.”

“Both is good.” I kiss his forehead. “I’ve got you, baby. I love and adore you. You’re my whole world. Don’t ever forget that.”

“I won’t. How could I when you shower me with praise and affection every day?”

I nuzzle his jaw. “Those sound suspiciously like wedding vows.”

He closes his eyes and smiles. “Maybe they are.”

“Do you need to write them down?”

“No. They’re ingrained in my heart.”

I sniff. “Damn. I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired or not, but those words hit me hard.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. Do you know why?”

“Why?”

“Because I’m with you. My wonderful, perfect boy.”

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