Duke held him steady. “Kick off your shoes.”
Nat tried; Duke leaned down and helped. On his way back up, Duke caught Nat’s pants and pushed them down, leaving Nat in his shirt, briefs, and socks.
“Gorgeous,” Duke growled.
Nat blinked. “You—You like this?”
“Yes.” Duke squeezed his ass. Then he scooped Nat up and sat more comfortably on his desk, arranging Nat on his lap. This left Nat’s legs splayed wide open, his inner thigh pressed against the big, hard line in Duke’s pants. “Do you feel how hard you make me?”
Nat whimpered, rocking himself against Duke’s bulge. Duke groaned.
So Nat decided to be braver, reaching down to squeeze Duke with his hand. Duke was hard behind the layers of fabric, thick like a promise.
“You’re so big,” Nat moaned.
“Open my pants,” Duke growled. “See how much precum I’m making? My cock is ready to push into your tight little hole.”
Nat shuddered. He fumbled Duke’s pants open. He thought Duke might say something about how clumsy he was with his missing fingers, but Duke waited patiently for him.
When he nudged aside Duke’s shirt, he found a thick line of hair leading into Duke’s boxer-briefs. He pushed his hand into Duke’s underwear, and moaned at the heavy length inside. “Oh, gods.”
Duke smirked. “Big enough for you?”
“I—I want to do everything,” Nat whimpered. “I want to sniff it and suck it and—and stuff it in my mouth like how I keep stuffing my foot in my mouth.”
Duke laughed. “Taste it all you want.”
Nat scrambled off Duke’s lap. He eased Duke’s cock out—except it didn’t feel like how it looked.
Duke’s cockappearedto be smooth all around. It was a different story when Nat touched it. Long, broad ridges ran down its length on all sides, from his base to his tip.
“Wait.” Nat frowned. “Is this... glamour?”
Duke smiled a little. “Would you like to see me as I am? I don’t want to scare you.”
Nat shook his head. “You didn’t flinch at my fingers. I’m not gonna be put off by howyoulook.”
Something flickered in Duke’s eyes, something like shock. Then it was gone, replaced by a sudden intensity.
Duke dropped the glamour.
One moment, there was a human-colored man on the desk. The next moment, there was a demon, with deep red skin and ridged horns curving up from his forehead. His torso and limbs were the same shape, but his cock...
His cock was now a dark red, shallow grooves running down its length like how it had felt. Precum dripped from its tip, sliding down the grooves.
Nat moaned and leaned in, rubbing his cheek against that hot, velvety length. He pressed kisses all over it and licked up its side, sucking Duke’s salty tip into his mouth.
Duke cursed. Nat tried to take more of him, but he was just sobig.
And his hole ached, slick leaking out of him with how badly he wanted Duke deep in his ass.
“Nat,” Duke groaned. He brushed his fingers through Nat’s hair. Then he gripped it, and Nat’s entire body went pliant, bliss humming through him.
Duke was in control. Nat just had to obey.
It felt good. Comforting.
With his other hand, Duke stroked down Nat’s spine and squeezed his ass. He slipped his fingers down the back of Nat’s underwear, sliding them between Nat’s cheeks. Nat moaned around Duke’s cock; Duke cursed and found Nat’s hole, pushing two fingers inside.
