Caius looked at me with his helpless-looking eyes and smile then he sighed heavily. He then answered, "As my father always said, being henpecked runs in the family, in the blood." He then chuckled to himself in a self-mocking manner.
While he is busy having a moment pitying his future henpecked self, I slowly went on the bed, placed my knees on either side of his hips and sat on top of his cute butt to keep him in place. As he felt the sudden weight on his back side, he started to fling his limbs again telling me to don't ride him like a war horse.
Instead of hearing out his complaints, I kneaded my own butt on his in a circular motion and used my hand to feel the wide of his back gently. He gasped as he felt the texture of the cotton robe rubbing on his skin and the softness of my butt. As the heat of my palms touched his back was added on to the mix, I felt him shiver under my hands. The whole series of actions I did has successfully silenced Caius' noisy ramblings.
