bellandherbeast: yessiraustralia-again: I hadn’t seen her in months. It was an on again / off
bellandherbeast: yessiraustralia-again: I hadn’t seen her in months. It was an on again / off again, long distance relationship. Our latest break was because she started seeing someone. I was ok with that. I mean, I wasn’t, but I tried to be the bigger person and recognize that she needed someone local. Someone who could be there one hundred percent for her. I couldn’t be that. Without getting into the details, things didn’t work out for them. She messaged me to tell me. Mostly to let me know she was ok. Safe and well again. It stirred up feelings in me. I liked that she’d let me know. We talked every day. I liked being there for her as she recovered. In about a week she was calling me Daddy again and I was calling her every pet name I could think of. “Argh! It’s so frustrating,” I said. “What?” “We are so connected,” I told her. “Um. Sorry?” she replied. I laughed. “I just mean, despite any better judgement, we just sync back up so easily.” “I know. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to assume I can walk right back into your life,” she said. “It’s ok. I like it.” “I like it too,” she almost purred. “You know you’re my girl forever, right? Even if you find someone else. Even years down the track. No matter what happens. We are linked. I’m here. And you’re mine,” I said. “I love that,” she said, with a sigh. “And it’s kinda hot.” It was hot. Our call turned into phone sex. She came twice for me. It was so good to hear that again. I planned a trip to go see her. I organized some work as well but it was to go see her. The moment I walked through the door it was as though we’d been seeing each other the whole time. Kisses and cuddles and sweet talk. She updated me on all the other things that had been going on in her life. She asked me about my work and training and everything important to me. She made me dinner, we snuggled in front of the tv, then we made out, took it to her bedroom, and made love. The next morning, I awoke to the sound of her in the kitchen, making me breakfast. “Good morning,” I said, when I walked out. “Good morning, handsome,” she said. “You don’t have to do this, you know.” “I know. But I love it,” she said, grinning at me, before I gave her a hug and a kiss. We stood there, wrapped up in each other’s arms for a few more moments. “I’ve missed this. All of this,” she said. “I’ve missed it too, baby.” “Go take a seat,” she said, pointing to the table. I sat there and she cooked for me, came over to give me kisses, then served me, then kissed me some more. When I was finished, she cleared away the plates, then walked back over, climbed on the table and crawled to me. She kissed me again. “Now take your girl to bed again, please Daddy?” she whispered. [Like? Think I should develop this story and post it on my patreon?] Absolutely keep working this story. Beast -- source link