"A New Morning"

Regulus slowly opened his eyes to find himself in the midst of a gentle, soothing touch. He was met with the sight of Mr. Blackwood's large hands cradling his hips, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on his skin. But it was the precise and intimate touch on his clit that made Regulus's eyes snap fully open. He gasped, his body jolting slightly as he arose from his slumber. Mr. Blackwood's eyes locked onto his, a tender smile gracing his lips. "Good morning, baby," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. Regulus's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink as he realized the intimate nature of their position. Mr. Blackwood's fingers continued to dance on his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Regulus tried to speak, but his voice caught in his throat. He was still disoriented from sleep, and the gentle, yet insistent touch had left him breathless. Mr. Blackwood's eyes sparkled with amusement as he noticed Regulus's reaction. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against Regulus's ear. "Sleep well, my little princess?" he whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down Regulus's spine. Regulus nodded, his voice still caught in his throat. Mr. Blackwood's fingers continued to tease him, building a slow-burning fire within Regulus. As Regulus's senses came online, he became acutely aware of the intimate nature of their position. Mr. Blackwood's large body loomed over him, his chest hair tickling Regulus's skin. The giant's eyes seemed to see right through him, and Regulus felt a sense of vulnerability wash over him. But instead of fear, Regulus felt a sense of trust. He knew that he was safe with Mr. Blackwood, and that the giant would never hurt him. Mr. Blackwood's fingers continued to dance on his skin, building a crescendo of desire within Regulus. As the minutes ticked by, Regulus found himself becoming lost in the sensation. He arched his back, his hips bucking slightly as Mr. Blackwood's fingers continued to tease him. The giant's eyes locked onto his, and Regulus saw a flash of desire and hunger there. "Good morning, indeed," Regulus whispered, his voice barely audible. Mr. Blackwood's smile grew, and he leaned forward, his lips brushing against Regulus's. The kiss was gentle, yet possessive, and Regulus felt himself melting into it. As they broke apart for air, Mr. Blackwood's fingers slowed, then stilled. Regulus whimpered, his body craving the gentle touch. Mr. Blackwood chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Patience, baby," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "We'll get there." Regulus nodded, his body still humming with desire. He knew that he was in good hands, and that Mr. Blackwood would take him on a journey of discovery and pleasure.