.:Author's Note:.

Please excuse any mistake.

Reminder: Winston has an undetectable viral load. He cannot pass the virus to someone else. Also, Jonathan takes HIV prevention medication.

Let me know what you think at the end!

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Jonathan's POV:

"Did you lock the door last night?" Winston questioned between moans as he rotated his hips, grinding down slowly on my cock.

"I hope so - fuck! Just like that, sweetness," I groaned in response. Gripping the bars of the headboard tightly, I lifted my hips to match Winston's rhythm. His head was thrown back in ecstasy and his hands were planted flat on my chest as he bounced and clenched around my length. "Fucking hell."

"You like that, Daddy?" My boyfriend asked teasingly a moment later, looking down at me with eyes dark and filled with mischief.

"Fuck me. Work that dick, baby," I drawled, making him smirk. "You're gonna make me cum."

"Yeah? Do you want to cum inside me?"

"Please," I begged shamelessly.

Waking up this morning to my hands tied to the headboard and Winston being ten times more dominant than I was used to was not at all something I was expecting. However, now that I was here, I wasn't complaining either. My boyfriend was being too sensual for words, and a large part of me didn't mind the role reversal.

Winston leaned forward to connect our lips together, moaning softly into my mouth as he continued to move. I struggled in the ties he used to hold me down, wanting to at least get a hold of his plump ass.

"You're going to break the headboard if you keep doing that, handsome," he grinned after breaking our carnal contact. I grunted in frustration.

"I want to touch you."

"No can do, love," he replied as he sat down firmly, allowing me to reach balls deep in his tight heat. My stomach clenched in surprise. I knew I was practically leaking inside him. "You're always so in control, letting me get off before you do. Unfailingly putting me first. I want to make you cum just like this. Let me make you feel good."

I have never seen this side of Winston before, and I silently wondered if it was because the fear of us not staying together kept him from being completely authentic with me. Since steadily moving in, I've noticed the little things that my boyfriend had never felt comfortable enough doing around me – the most obvious being burping and farting in my presence (we all do it).

However, as he tapped into his suppressed power bottom personality, I couldn't help but feel like we were on a whole new adventure. I was almost too excited to explore the unknown with him.

Focusing back on the moment at hand, all I could do was nod in response, causing a blinding smile to spread across Winston's face. How could I ever think to deny him such a selfless request?

He laid down on top of me so that his own cock was pressed between our taut bodies and wrapped an arm around my shoulders as he began moving his hips again. He pressed his lips against mine once more, but before I could slip my tongue into his mouth, he directed his kisses to my cheek and then my earlobe, giving it a sharp bite a second later. A pain-filled grunt left my lips, but my dick jerked in excitement.

"I love you so much, baby," he whimpered hotly against my ear along with other sweet sayings that had my emotions shooting to an all-time high. I bucked my hips when his lips peppered the sweet spots on my neck before he started sucking – likely leaving behind a trail of hickeys. His hand came up to my throat where he gently ran his thumb over my Adam's apple. In the next second, his fingers were wrapping tightly around my neck once I had lifted my head in order to avoid having him crush my windpipe. My head was already spinning with pleasure, but as his thumb and middle finger pressed down firmly on my carotid arteries, all common sense was wiped cleanly from my brain.

"Winston," I moaned as my mind turned fuzzy. My boyfriend leaned up just a little to gaze heatedly at me. My body felt completely electrified despite the lack of blood making its way to my head. There was no way I was going to last another ten minutes if the little minx didn't let me go soon, which, by the way he stared down at me so arrogantly, I had a feeling that he wasn't. With his fingers still pressed on my arteries, he thrust his tongue into my mouth, coaxing my own to play with his for a short while. Every part of me was itching to grab him, but with my hands tied, I was left at his complete mercy. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum."

My boyfriend let go of my throat then, causing me to take in a much-needed breath of fresh air. He continued to watch me as he sat back up and increased the pace of his bouncing ass. Taking his own cock into his hand, he began jerking himself off, putting on a show that I'm sure I would never forget. We were both hot and sweaty, and Winston's precum had also made us sticky, but none of that mattered as we both chased after our climax.

I groaned low in my throat, signaling to him that I was ready, but I'm sure the twitching of my cock in his hole was indication enough.

"Fill me up, Daddy," he grinned with hooded eyes, causing the mental restraints I was holding on so tightly to, to snap. My release knocked the air straight out of my lungs and made my toes curl from the intensity of it. Winston didn't even pause. I felt like I was being milked with how much tighter his hole clenched around me as he continued to work his hips. "It feels so good, Jonathan! So hot."

"Jesus fucking Christ," I murmured as I moved with him, needing those last drops of release to leave my balls. When they eventually did, the muscles that had tensed up in my body finally relaxed, and I suddenly felt like I was melting into our silk sheets.

I could no longer move anything except my head and eyes. When they shifted to look at Winston, it was to find him panting despite another blinding smile resting on his face and his now soft cock pressed against my stomach. I had missed when he came, but judging by the fluid that covered most of my abs, I was at least glad to know that I wasn't the only one who got off so intensely this morning.

"Good?" He questioned cutely as he began to untie me, reverting back to that shy and adorable man I had fallen in love with.

"Amazing," I answered with a sated sigh, causing his cheeks to tint. He gently massaged my wrists, getting the blood to properly flow through them before lifting himself off of my softening length and crashing in the sheets beside me. If I could actually feel my body, I would've wasted no time snuggling up to him, but every part of me was experiencing that staticky feeling you get when a part of your body falls asleep and then you try to move it. "I think you broke me."

"I did not!" Winston laughed heartily as he cuddled up to my side, throwing a leg over my own once he was comfortable. "I just wanted to make you feel good."

"Trust me, you more than succeeded, sweetness. I've never felt this incredible."

"Good," he grinned before pecking my lips. "Condom next time?"

"Hell fucking no," I speedily replied, making him laugh again. "I got the okay from my doctor the last time I went for a visit. Condoms are out the fucking window, sweetness."

"Are you sure?" Winston questioned seriously, leaning forward to look me in my eyes. "You're absolutely one-hundred percent okay with this?"

"I love you," I answered, making his bottom lip tremble. "In sickness and in health. I'm absolutely one hundred percent okay with this. Okay?"

"Okay."

***

Once Winston and I got cleaned up, we headed to the kitchen where my girls and Macy were already waiting for us with breakfast prepared.

"I figured you two would be famished after your housewarming party," my sister teased as she dished out two plates of eggs and bacon that were surprisingly still warm. I chuckled as Winston waved her off bashfully. After kissing my girls' heads in greeting, I took Macy's once occupied seat and grabbed my boyfriend so that he rested comfortably against me between my legs.

"Why weren't we invited to the party?" Alyssa asked sadly, making Winston choke on his spit. I gently knocked his back as Macy laughed while pouring us separate cups of coffee.

"It wasn't that kind of party, princess," I replied simply before digging into my plate.

"What kind of party was it then, Daddy?" My daughter pushed.

"They were having sex, Issa," April cut in assuredly. It was my turn to choke, feeling my breakfast foods fly into my throat without being chewed properly. Winston moved from in between my legs, needing to get behind me in order to pat my back so that I didn't die from shock.

"April!" Winston, Macy, and I all shouted unanimously once I had gotten my bearings.

"What did I do?"

"Where did you learn that, young lady?" I questioned after I had gotten over my initial moment of surprise – and the seconds that had followed after that. It fell silent in the kitchen as we all stared at her, Alyssa included since she seemed highly confused about the situation.

"Timothy told me," my daughter shrugged like it was no big deal.

"Who's Timothy?"

"He's my friend from school," April answered. "He said that his daddy has sex with his two mommies all the time. That's what people do when they're in love, and you're in love with Winston, Daddy."

I was stumped.

Winston was stumped.

Hell, even Macy was stumped.

I didn't want to have this talk with my daughters yet, especially since they were just barely pushing seven years old. However, I couldn't control any information they received in their school setting. I knew the talk would come eventually, but this was too soon for me. Way too soon. I looked to my sister and boyfriend for help as both April and Alyssa looked over at me expectedly.

Macy was the first to come out of her state of bewilderment. "Well, Timothy is kind of right, girls," she began. "When two or more people are in love, sex sometimes becomes a part of their lives, but it is not true for every relationship."

"But what is sex, Aunty Macy?" Alyssa questioned confusedly.

I can't do this.

"Well, princess. You know that people have private parts; a vagina, a penis, and an anus, yes?"

Alyssa nodded. The appropriate names for the different body parts were something I needed my girls to know so that whenever they weren't feeling well, I would be able to understand what the issue was. The knowledge of the terms helped tremendously when April had gotten a UTI for the first time.

"During sex, those private parts come together in order for the participants to receive pleasure."

I can't do this.

"Oh, okay," Alyssa nodded, albeit still confused.

"But those participants are only supposed to be adults who have given each other permission," Winston joined the conversation. It was then that I knew I needed to say something so that my girls understood the importance of what my boyfriend had said.

"Yes, adults with permission," I voiced gruffly, making my girls turn to me. "Sex is not for children, okay? If anyone touches your private parts, you tell someone. Me, Winston, Macy, another adult; you let someone know."

"Why, Daddy?"

"Because touching young children is bad and wrong. It hurts them significantly. No one is supposed to lay a hand on either of you or any of your friends down there. If someone does, you let us know so that that person can be punished."

"Aren't babies created by having sex, Daddy?"

"Yes, that's true. There are many consequences and risks when engaging in sexual intercourse. That's why you leave it to the adults."

"So, when I'm older and in love, I can have sex, Daddy?" April asked seriously.

I can't do this.

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there," I said after a lengthy silence. "For now, you just focus on kid things like going to school and doing things that children do."

"Okay, Daddy, but I have another question," Alyssa stated. I steeled my muscles, not at all sure of what to expect. Winston did his best to massage my shoulders, wanting to get me to relax."When do you know you're in love?"

I can do this.

"You'll just know, princess. It's one of the best feelings in the world," I told her with a grin, casually sending a wink over my shoulder at my blushing boyfriend. "Let me tell you all about it."