Amidst a sea of declarations professing undying love, it becomes challenging to discern who truly holds the deepest affection for me. So many voices vying for the title of “My best boy,” each claiming to love me more fervently than the last. But words alone are not enough to prove one’s devotion. That’s why I’ve devised a little game—a test of your love, if you will.
Rest assured, I won’t demand instant gratification. No, I’ll give you a fair opportunity to demonstrate your adoration, to show me that you are indeed the one who loves me above all others. With each tantalizing buildup, each whispered countdown, the pressure mounts as you strive to prove yourself worthy of my affection.
I revel in the sight of you squirming, desperately restraining your release in a bid to win my favor. The intensity of our connection grows palpable as I finally grant you permission to let go, my gaze fixed unwaveringly upon you, penetrating to the core of your being. Do you feel it? The weight of my scrutiny, the electric charge of our shared intimacy?
And yet, fear not, for this is but the beginning of your journey to stand out in my eyes. There will be further opportunities for you to distinguish yourself, to demonstrate the depth of your devotion. For I find myself quite partial to the spectacle of you surrendering to ecstasy, under my watchful gaze.
