Gauntlet is thrown

Getting a hold of yourself, you smirk at him. Sitting up, you reach for him with your right hand grabbing his chin as you pull him closer to you while you lean close to his face.

"Is this your version of your agreement to what I am offering? Or a challenge for that 'right'?" You whisper at him with a voice still hoarse from sleep as you stare straight at his eyes, raising an eyebrow. Leaning closer you give his lips a peck, "but before you answer I would love to learn your name."

He gives you a coy smile, as you feel his thumb giving your tip a sweep, making you hiss in return. His smile turns into a smirk at the sound.

"Why? You want to know whose name you will be screaming against the sheets when you cum as I claim you?"