“You told me to.” Chaos shuffled closer on his knees. “Turn onto your stomach now, puppy. It’s time to play.”
Cooper rolled over for him. He still had the pillow under his hips, which put his perfect bottom right in Chaos’s face.
Splendid.
Chaos held the beads in front of him, studying them. They weren’t like a necklace, all laid out on a string. They were firmer than that but still a little bendy. Silicone, Nix had told him once about a toy like this.
“Ready, puppy?”
Cooper made a vague sound of confirmation, his head pillowed on his folded arms. The nervous energy that had disappeared when Chaos was eating him out was back again, but Chaos was sure it would disappear again in no time.
He was going to take such good care of his puppy.
He went slowly with the beads, watching his progress so very closely. Cooper would bear down with each new bead, his rim stretching to take the width before swallowing it inside him. He’d make a little breathy groan, like he was relieved and turned on at the same time. Until the next one came along and the whole process started again.
It was fascinating, especially when Chaos tried to hold the bead there at its widest point, his finger tracing the stretched skin of Cooper’s rim, Cooper whining at him to “hurry up, please.”
When Chaos had pushed all but the last two beads inside him, Cooper was shiny with sweat, his muscles trembling again.
“How do you feel?” Chaos asked curiously.
“Full.”
Cooper made it sound like a good thing. Chaos slid his hand under his puppy to check. Yes, his cock was still hard, all slick with precum too. Cooper ground against Chaos’s palm, making a little gasping sound as his hips moved.
“How does it feel inside you, when you move like that?” Chaos asked.
“Strange.” Cooper moved again, and he made a funny, mewling sound. “Oh fuck. Feels—feels good. They press against—” He let out a gasping breath. “Jesus.”
Chaos laughed. This was just as much fun as putting them in had been. He palmed Cooper’s ass cheek, kind of massaging the muscle around, loving the way Cooper moaned at his touch. “Rub yourself against my hand more,” he ordered.
Cooper obeyed right away, as if he wanted nothing more. He started rocking, sliding his cock against Chaos’s palm, the last two beads sticking out of him like his own little tail. It was captivating to watch—made heat curl in Chaos’s belly the way Cooper’s back and ass muscles flexed and writhed. Cooper seemed so soft at first glance, but there was strength there.
Judging by his sounds, and by the amount of precum coating Chaos’s hand, the beads were making him feel very good.
Very, very good.
“Puppy.”
It took Cooper a moment to speak. “Y-Yeah?”
“I was right.” Chaos shuffled even closer, slapping his hard cock against Cooper’s ass cheek, right next to the remaining beads. “I’m getting jealous,” he whined. “I want in. Let me in.”
“Oh.Oh.Shit, okay.” It seemed to take Cooper a considerable amount of effort to still his rocking hips. “You’ll need to—to take those out first.”
“Yes,” Chaos hissed, still rubbing himself against Cooper’s fleshy cheek, his viscous precum thick and sticky against Cooper’s skin. “We’ll take them out. Just me inside you. Only me.”
“Right. I’m, um— Well, I’m probably going to come when you take those out. I’m too close.” Cooper sounded apologetic, like he thought he was disappointing Chaos.
But Chaos thought that was a wonderful idea. “And then you’ll come again. With me. Just me.”
Cooper let out a weak laugh. “Well, I’ll try.”
“No,” Chaos decided. “You definitely will.”
Cooper let out another laugh, like Chaos was being ridiculous. “Okay, so don’t completely yank them, but you can take them out kind of quick. It feels good that way. Can I, um, keep rubbing against your hand?”
Chaos was feeling very gracious, now that he knew he was going to be filling Cooper soon. “You may,” he said magnanimously. “You may rub against me and come all over the bed. And then you may turn over and let me mount you.”
