by Sean Michael
He pressed his fingers in farther, pushing as far as he could. Then he tugged them out again, beginning a gentle fingerfucking.
Grey’s low moan rocked him, shook him. There. There, Pet.
He vocalized in response, moving his finger faster. He wanted Grey to need, to be desperate for each new sensation, for each escalation.
Grey stilled, then his eyes flew open. “Love that sound.”
“This sound?” He vocalized again, a growl that wasn’t quite a groan or a moan. This was almost more a series of vibrations than an actual sound.
“Lukas!” The cry was wild, absolutely needy.
That set him to growling properly, sound and vibrations coming together this time. He moved his fingers faster, really giving it to Grey. Soon his pet would be ready for a third finger.
“I hear you.” Grey arched, beginning to meet his thrusts.
“I know you do. You do more than hear me with your ears, though. You hear me with your heart and your soul.” He loved moving with Grey, rubbing their pricks together as Grey moved into the penetration.
Grey nodded, fingers digging into his shoulders promising to leave marks. He liked that, loved it even. That Grey was leaving marks on his body. He wanted Grey to be possessive of him.
“More. Please. I need more.”
“Yes. I have so much more to give you.” He pulled his fingers out and made sure to lube them and their neighbor up, then he carefully worked all three into Grey’s hole, making it stretch for him.
Grey’s eyelids went heavy.
He growled again, pushing his fingers deep and searching for Grey’s prostate.
That earned him that wide-eyed cry, the loud, wanton moan.
He did it again, staying right there so he could keep nudging that spot. Grey began to tremble, to shake against him.
He brought their mouths together, offering his strength through their kisses. He had Grey. His pet simply needed to trust him.
Need. Need, please. It’s not enough. I need more. Please.
A shudder moved through him as Grey’s pleas filled his mind. Their connection was so strong and he revelled in it as much as the physical touches they shared.
“Easy, Pet. I won’t leave you hanging, but we’re taking it slow.” He spread his fingers wide and dragged them out of Grey’s body. Then he pushed them back in again, sending them deep.
“Oh...” Grey arched for him, nodded. “Yes.”
He alternated twisting with spreading wide, thrusting into Grey’s ass time and again. Everything he offered, Grey took.
His pet was open and eager, trusting him completely to make it good, to not hurt his fragile body. Together they were going to make Grey strong and teach him to take and to crave so much more.
He pulled his fingers out.
Grey shook his head. “Don’t go.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Pet. I’m right here.” He got more lube on his fingers before teasing two back into Grey’s sweet body.
Soon he wanted Grey wild, screaming and begging for more, but for now he stroked shallowly, letting his fingers spread apart to give Grey extra sensations.
Grey relaxed for him, eyelids heavy as he blinked nice and slow.
“That’s it. This is where you want to be—floating in pleasure. Before I’m done, though, you’ll be wild with it.”
Grey moaned in response, the sound soft and so very needy. This man had been neglecting his own needs for so many years. That stopped now.
Luke pushed his fingers in deeper, finding Grey’s gland again. He touched it several times in a row.
“I can’t...”
“I don’t want that word in your vocabulary, Pet.” If Grey needed something different or was troubled, he needed to use other words to express himself. Positive words. “You can do anything.”
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“You’re allowed to lose control—to drown in pleasure, you know?”
“No. That gets people hurt.” So serious, his pet.
“There’s nobody here to get hurt, just you and me.” And Grey couldn’t hurt him, while he wouldn’t allow his pet to be hurt.
“And you’re a dragon.”
“I am. I’ll protect you from everything.”
“Who protects you?”
“I’m a dragon, Pet. I don’t need protecting.”
Grey stopped, looked at him, very seriously. “If we’re going to do this, then we have each other’s backs. You understand?”
It moved him, deep down, that Grey wanted to protect him. “I understand. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to have my back.”
“I’m strong enough. I’m a soldier.”
“And stubborn enough.” He could see that in his boy. It was what had allowed Grey to survive what happened to him.
“No one will argue that point.”
“Good.” He pressed his fingers against Grey’s gland once more.
“Uhn.”
The single sound made him growl, and when Grey bore down again, he almost roared.
“So needy. It’s hard to imagine you thought you couldn’t have pleasure.”
“It wasn’t safe,” Grey bit out.
“Shh. Easy.” He stroked Grey’s hair, combing his fingers through it. “You’re safe now.” He licked the newly shaved skin of Grey’s cheek. “You’re safe and mine.”
A shudder went through Grey and Luke licked again before sliding his fingers back, then forward, touching off Grey’s sweet spot. He wanted Grey to come from this.
“Aches deep.”
He knew. And it would get worse. Or better. Depending on how you looked at it.
Grinning, he set to driving Grey to the brink, pushing his fingers deep over and over.
Grey reached for his cock, one hand wrapping around the shaft and squeezing hard.
Luke shook his head and grabbed Grey’s hand, pulling it off his cock. “No, that’s mine. I’ll do the touching here.”
“I need...”
“I know you do. I’m not going to leave you hanging. I may make you wait for it.”
“Touch me. Please. I need to shoot.”
“You want to shoot. Before I’m done you’re going to need to.” He ran his fingers along Grey’s cock, and kept thrusting against Grey’s prostate.
Grey began to jerk, rocking down on his fingers.
“That’s it, Pet. Take it. Take your pleasure.” He loved that Grey was being bolder, was accepting pleasure.
“More. I need...” Grey’s hole gripped him, held his fingers and squeezed.
“I’m going to make you come from this. There are so many ways to have pleasure. So many. And I’m going to show them all to you.”
“Okay. Yes. Make me. Please.”
There was almost a desperate note to Grey’s words and it made him rumble happily. His boy’s need was delicious.
“Love that sound.”
He rumbled again, for longer this time, letting Grey really hear him, letting him feel the bare sound.
Grey fluttered around his fingers, body milking him.
“That’s it. Let the pleasure have you.” He continued the stimulation, flooding Grey with sensation.
“Uh-huh...” Grey’s eyes closed, lips parting.
Cupping Grey’s balls, he nudged them, encouraging his pet to shoot.
“Oh...” Grey keened, the sound announcing a long, slow orgasm.
Liquid sprayed up over his hand, making him growl. “Very nice.” The smell was concentrated Grey.
Grey’s answer was a whimper. Luke nuzzled the man and took another kiss, his tongue lingering in Grey’s mouth.
“That was good, eh?” He knew damn well it had been so much better than good.
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bsp; “Good.” Grey’s eyes rolled.
He spread a few kisses along Grey’s cheek, nuzzling the warm flesh.
“You...you need to come, huh? You want my hand?” Grey asked.
“I’ll take whatever you want to give me.” He loved so much how Grey was looking out for him.
“I want to give you everything.”
“I’d love your mouth, pet.” He could be patient, but he had loved feeling Grey’s mouth around his cock.
Grey nodded, the easy agreement suiting him to the bone.
He rubbed his hand along Grey’s cheek. “I’m a very lucky dragon.” He had an amazing man who was destined to be his soul mate.
“My dragon.” Grey leaned into the touch, the smooth skin like silk against his fingertips.
“That’s right. I am yours.” Every inch of him. And Grey accepted him for what he was. It only proved how special Grey was.
Grey smiled, staring into him. “Do you know how cool it is? To know you?”
“Most people wouldn’t think that. Of course, no one else would believe that I’m a dragon and you do.”
“Most people haven’t seen what I have.”
“You believed me before I showed you,” he pointed out.
“Yes, but I saw the monsters in the desert. I’ve seen glimpses of things no one else believes in.”
Luke knew damn well there were a lot of people who would have seen what Grey saw and managed somehow to pretend it was something perfectly normal, that it wasn’t what it really was.
“You’re special, Pet. Unbelievably so.”
“You said, when you made love to me, I would change. Change how?” Grey’s hand found his cock, fingers wrapping around it.
He groaned at the touch, spreading his legs slightly. “Your body will get stronger. You’re going to get very hungry and will need to eat a lot until things settle. And we’ll have to make love a lot to cement it.”
“Will it hurt?” Grey stroked him, base to tip.
“Fuck no. It’s going to be amazing.”
Grey laughed for him, the sound dripping down his spine and settling in his balls. He growled happily, hips pushing up into Grey’s hand. He loved how Grey’s palm felt around his cock.
“Tell me more, Dragon.” Oh, demanding.
“You want me to tell you how my seed is going to start the process? How making love and burying myself inside you is going to bond us?”
Grey’s fingers tightened, and the grip nearly stole Luke’s breath. “Uhn. Uh-huh.”
“That’s how it starts,” he managed to get out, when what really wanted out was a moan, was a growl. “Making love.” He did growl then, the sound rumbling up out of him for Grey.
Grey whimpered, gaze clinging to his, the air between them electric. Luke didn’t look away as he rolled his body, moving with Grey’s rhythm. He let his pet hear the sounds of his need, showed Grey how he felt with each new growl. Grey kept stroking, kept rolling his palm over Luke’s cockhead.
He bucked into that touch, letting his pet take the lead.
Grey swallowed. “You smell so good. So good.”
“I want you to think so.” It would be awkward if his mate thought he stank. He certainly loved how Grey smelled. Like sex and heat and pleasure. Like his.
Grey nodded, licking his lips as the strokes got faster.
“I want that tongue on my cock.”
“This one?” Grey stuck his tongue out and wiggled it.
He laughed. “You have another one I should know about?”
Oh, that happy laughter was the best thing, except for possibly the heat from Grey’s tongue on his slit.
He raised his hips, wanting more. Grey licked, again and again, dragging over his cockhead.
“Yes.” He hissed the word out, fingers opening and closing at his sides.
“This is right?” The quick licks came again.
“I don’t think you can do it wrong.” Maybe if teeth were used. On the other hand, a little judicious use of teeth could be hot, too.
The licks continued, tentative, but growing more and more sure.
He combed his fingers through Grey’s long hair, offering up more sounds to let Grey know how much he was enjoying the touches, the licks.
“When you change, you’ll crave me, crave sensations that only I can give you.” He was going to spend an eternity making Grey feel good, making him feel amazing.
Grey wrapped his lips around Luke’s cock again, the suction gentle and right. At this rate, he could last for hours and he smiled at the thought, watching Grey’s cheeks hollow out slightly.
“Have you ever looked at toys, Pet? Anything to fill your ass? Your cock? Pinch those sensitive little nipples?” He knew the answer was no, knew his boy had hidden this part of himself far, far away.
“Shh.” Grey sucked once, hard, the threat not too terribly worrying.
“You’re going to learn all about them. There’s a whole wonderful selection of toys and we can find them all on the internet.” He wasn’t ever going to hush.
He loved the feeling when Grey shook his head.
“Do that again,” he demanded, trying to push deeper into Grey’s mouth.
Grey’s lips left his cock with a pop. “Do what?”
“You shook your head and it felt good around me.” He pushed his thumb into Grey’s mouth, thumbfucked the pretty lips. Grey moved closer to him, sucking hard, head bobbing.
“Goddess! That is good. Amazing. Don’t stop now.”
His pet worked his thumb, sucking and licking, biting at him carefully.
“Yes! You see? Teeth work sometimes.” He grinned, then pulled his thumb out and grabbed Grey’s arms, tugging him up closer and taking Grey’s mouth.
It was time to take his pet, make Grey his. Grey’s kiss was pure hunger, and his pet was hard against him.
“I want you, Grey. I want to feel you all around me.”
“I believe in you. You won’t hurt me.”
“Not until you ask me to.”
Grey gave him a shocked look. He bet he’d see that look a lot over their years together and he’d enjoy every moment of teaching his pet everything.
“I don’t want to be hurt, Luke. I want to be loved.”
Luke nuzzled their cheeks together. “You always will be loved, Pet. And we’ll wait for time to tell us about the other one.” He eased Grey back, propping the sore legs up on pillows and spreading Grey wide.
“Mmm. Look at you.” He leaned down and ran his nose along Grey’s cock, breathing in deeply. Fuck, he could get used to this scent. He planned to. “Everything will change after this. Everything.”
He met Grey’s gaze. He wanted to be sure that Grey understood he wasn’t talking in metaphors, he meant this.
“Everything’s already changed. I’m all in now.”
“Good.” He kissed the tip of Grey’s cock, then dragged his tongue all the way down the thick flesh.
“What do you want me to do?” Grey asked.
“I’m going to open you up again and make sure you’re nice and wet. And then I’m going to lay you on your side and I’m going to join us. All you need to do is enjoy it.”
Grey reached out for him. “I don’t want you to think I’m selfish.”
“And why would I think that?”
“Because I’m just lying here and enjoying it.”
“I might be a little more active than you are, but trust me, I’ll be enjoying it, too.”
Grey cupped his cheeks, thumbs rubbing his lips, caressing him. He chased Grey’s thumbs, tongue chasing the salty skin.
Mine. Mine. Mine. Soon Greyson would hear him. Soon no one would be able to take them apart. No one would be able to separate them.
Hell, no
one could separate them now. Not unless they killed him.
The thought had him growling, his vocalization a warning. He would not allow it. He would not be separated.
“What, Lukas-meine? What’s wrong?”
His pet was so very sensitive to him already.
He shook his head. “Nothing.”
“Are you sure? Do you not want...? We don’t have to. We can wait.”
“I don’t want to wait to bond with you. I’m already attached, Pet. I had a stray thought about losing you and I didn’t like it.”
“No losing me. You just found me.”
“I agree. I just found you and I’m not letting you go. Not ever.” He was growling again, he knew it, but he couldn’t control it.
“Good. Come on.” Grey leaned up and kissed him, hard.
“You want this.” How amazing was that? Grey recognized and wanted the bond, too.
“I want to know and not be worried.”
He stroked Grey’s cheek. “I’m not going to hurt you. I am going to begin the bond, make it come to life.”
They could explore Grey’s need for more, for the darker side of their games, in the future.
Now, they simply needed to make love. And to do it as gently as possible.
Gently and immediately.
He pressed kisses over Grey’s face as he slicked his fingers once more. The sweet, tight ring of muscles fought his touch, but only for a moment. Then he had three fingers buried deep, stretching Grey’s hole for him.
His pet began to cry out, sounds filling the air as he pushed and stretched. He wasn’t going to rush this, needing Grey to be completely open to him.
It took a bit of working, but soon enough Grey was pushing back against his touch.
“That’s it, Pet. Find your pleasure.”
Grey nodded, shook his head, then chuckled, the sound husky. “Mixing me up.”
“This isn’t about anything but pleasure.” He wanted to make it good for Grey.
“Feels like it’s momentous.”
“It is. But every moment with us is. The little ones as well as the big ones. You’re already my soul mate, Grey. This is moving forward with that.” He wanted Grey’s full focus always.
“Yes.” Grey gripped him tighter. “Yes, Luke.”
He pressed his fingers in deeper, pushing them against that spot inside Grey, and Grey’s toes curled and his pet reached for him, grabbed his shoulders.