Page 70 of The Elves and the Shoemaker
Johan removed his fingers and lay down on his back so that Elias could straddle his hips. Elias was practically vibrating with excitement.
Henrik held Johan’s cock in place so that Elias could sink down. He sighed in relief at the fullness Johan’s big cock provided him. Loved feeling stretched and stuffed.
“Ride him,” Henrik instructed as he kissed Elias’ neck, sucking on the skin until he’d be sure to leave little pink marks that Elias would admire in the mirror later.
Elias rode Johan with the exuberance he was known for. Occasionally, Johan would grip Elias’ hips to slow him down so they didn’t both come before it was over.
“If you don’t… hurry… up,” Elias gasped when Johan punched up into him. “I’ll come before you’re even inside me.”
Henrik chuckled. “Lean forward and stay still.”
Elias yelped when Henrik took him by surprise, spanking him.
This was it. This was finally it.
Elias very much wanted this to be a recurring element of his sex life and so he did as he was told, the only time he enjoyed obedience.
Henrik ran his hands soothingly down Elias’ ribs and waist until Elias felt the head of Henrik’s cock nudging against his hole on top of Johan’s.
For a moment, it felt impossible that they both might fit, but Elias took a deep breath as Henrik pushed in. The elf behind him was slow and careful as he gently kept going until he was all the way in and his balls pressed against Johan’s.
“Wow,” Johan whispered in awe. “That feels… Wow.”
Elias panted, there was some pain, but it was quickly fading into pleasure as he finally got to feel the two loves of his life take him at the same time.
His whole body trembled as he tipped his head back and revelled in the sensation of it.
Henrik held his hands on Elias’ hips, and it wasn’t long before Elias felt more warm liquid pooling inside him as Henrik worked his magic.
“Can I… move?” Henrik gasped.
“Yes, just… slow at first.”
Henrik cautiously pulled out a little before pushing back in, and all three of them moaned in unison.
“Gods, yes! Do that again,” Elias demanded.
Slowly at first, Henrik began to build up a rhythm, thrusting in and out of Elias until sweat was dripping down the small elf’s spine. Henrik licked it up.
Tentatively, Johan pushed up into Elias at the same time, and the feel of them both moving inside him had Elias floating off into the sky above. He couldn’t even form thoughts, he was just an object of pleasure, and he soaked up every blissful moment of it.
As Johan and Henrik got braver and chased their release inside Elias, his blonde hair came loose from his leather hair-tie and tumbled down onto his shoulders in waves.
Henrik gripped it at the root and tugged Elias’ head back, twisting him to steal a kiss that was as loving as it was aggressive.
Moans, gasps, and panting echoed around the room like the finest symphony Elias had ever heard. The walls they had built with their own hands infused with it.
Unable to form words, Elias rode the high right into an ecstasy he hadn’t known existed. Like a domino effect, Henrik came first, and Johan quickly followed, holding Elias down onto both their lengths with a firm grip, which had Elias so full he just exploded. He shook and trembled and tears streamed down his cheeks as he experienced a release like no other. Rope after rope of cum shooting from him and landing in the soft hairs which coated Johan’s stomach.
There wasn’t a spot on his body that didn’t feel marked with Johan and Henrik’s love, and the feeling settled into Elias’ bones like the warmest blanket to ever be woven.
Henrik softened and slipped from his body, but Johan remained inside him, tugging them onto their sides so the shoemaker could wrap his large arms around both the elves.
Johan knew that Elias hated the sudden feeling of emptiness after sex and always stayed inside him for as long as he could.Elias appreciated it now as to go from being so incredibly full to empty would have left him bereft.
Henrik fetched them all some water before crawling back into bed. They were a tangle of sweaty limbs, and Elias couldn’t help but bask in the afterglow of being cherished by his two favourite people in the whole world.
With nothing but the sound of soft breathing and tweeting birds outside their window, Johan whispered, “When the leaves turned brown, I asked whichever god would listen if I would be alone forever.”
Elias blinked up at Johan through wet lashes.
He continued, “The next day, I found you both. The gr-greatest gift of my life. I… sometimes lose my words and can’t say it. But I… I love you both so much.” Johan’s eyes were a glassy mirror, and the emotion held in the depths of them stole Elias’ breath.
“You show us. You show us every single day,” Henrik said, his voice cracking.
“My perfect family,” Elias added. “If it is the Gods who brought us together, I will find it in myself to forgive them.” He snuggled in even closer. “My happily ever after.”
