Kai grunted in acknowledgment, rubbing more of his precum into the skin. “But good?”
“Really good,” Sascha sighed. “Really weird but really good.”
“My coital fluids have slightly venomous properties,” Kai informed him.
Sascha’s muscles stiffened once again under Kai’s hands. “Excuse me?”
Kai pressed in the tip of his finger, humming his pleasure when it slid in easily. “It works on the nerves, relaxing the muscles,” he said, his tone conversational as he rubbed against Sascha’s inner walls with more of his precum. “Like a mild paralytic. Was your mouth not numb when you sucked me?”
“I thought—” Sascha groaned as Kai crooked his finger. “Just—Spicy…”
Was his talkative bargain having trouble finding his words? Kai added a second finger. “Mm. It does have a spicy flavor, I’ve been told.”
“Don’t—Don’t talk—Oh God! Don’t talk about other people tasting your cum.”
“As you wish, pup.” Kai had a third finger in now, the glide smooth as silk. “How does it feel? Still good?”
Sascha’s answer was a long, drawn-out wail.
Kai paused, cocking his head. “Did you come, zaychik?”
“Of fucking course I did!” Sascha’s words were muffled, as he was now pressing his face firmly into the comforter. The tips of his ears were a bright pink.
“Good.” Kai continued with his task.
But Sascha immediately let out a weak, strangled moan. Kai paused. “Is it too much? Should I stop?” Perhaps his human’s fragile constitution couldn’t handle multiple orgasms.
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Sascha’s words came out in a slur this time.
Mm. So many new and interesting ways to trip up Sascha’s tongue.
Kai slipped in a fourth finger, the squeeze enough to make his cock pulse with need. He stopped to assess. It would still be a tight fit. But itwouldfit. And there would be ample precum to ease the way.
He stayed where he was for another moment anyway. He’d never seen such an enticing sight as this—Sascha sucking his fingers in like he was made for it—and Kai’s cock was acting accordingly, his ridges pulsing in a steady rhythm. He was eager to sheathe them in his human, to feel those inner muscles clench around them, milking him for all he was worth.
“Are you ready for me, zaychik?”
Sascha’s voice was faint, but his words were firm. “Get on with it already.”
Just as Kai had told him—he was a fierce creature at heart.
Kai took his cock in hand, gathering more of his natural lubricant. One last push of his fingers to coat Sascha’s passage, and then he lined himself up. Even with the substantial height of the bed, he had to keep his knees slightly bent to get the right angle. It would perhaps have been more practical if he were to revert to human form, but for his first time claiming Sascha, it was—for some reason he could not name—important to be in his true state.
He notched the head against Sascha’s entrance. “Relax, pup.”
Sascha mumbled something about “yourelax with a baseball bat trying to fuck you,” but he did loosen his muscles.
Kai pressed in, excruciatingly slow, Sascha bearing down to take him in. His human was full of pants and grunts and muffled curses, but his bottom remained tilted up, pushing back against Kai, giving as good as he got. Kai stroked his lower back, soothing him as he’d once soothed riled horses during a siege.
He smiled to himself at the thought—Sascha would hate that comparison.
When he was fully sheathed, he took a moment to admire the sight—Sascha’s hole a bright pink, bordering on red, stretched around the dusky blue of Kai’s cock. It was a thing of beauty, really.
He pulled out in a tight but surprisingly smooth glide, the venom of his ejaculate having done its work quickly, relaxing Sascha’s inner muscles.
Sascha turned his head to the side, revealing cheeks that matched the bright pink of his entrance. “Ohfuck. I can feel the ridges.”
“Mm,” Kai answered distractingly, his attention caught once more by the sight of his glistening cock sliding in and out of that stretched hole.
