Page 33 of Horns & Heart
“It’s supposed to.”He pushed another finger inside.
The new fullness left me trembling.I dug my fingers into his shoulders as he moved, unsure whether I could come without touching myself.I’d read a fic about that, and the idea had fascinated me ever since.If it was a possibility, it was going to happen with Inkiri’s fingers inside of me, pressing all those pleasure buttons he seemed to know a lot better than I did already.
“’S so good,” I mumbled while he moved his fingers inside, stretching me.
“I know.You’re very responsive, like you need this and have been waiting for it.But you’re very tight also.You need a bit more time.”
More time came in the form of another finger pushing into me and working to stretch me open.I glanced down between us at my own swollen cock, flushed with need.I saw his breaking the water’s surface, the tip wide and slick, with that pointiness to it.It would be inside of me soon.
I trembled at the thought; not with fear, but anticipation.Rationally, I was pretty sure I would feel every inch of that cock once we were done, maybe for days, but Lady Lust was riding me, and she was wearing spurs.She wouldn’t let me back out of this.
Inkiri leaned against me to lick my throat.“Yes, look.It’ll give you pleasure, sweet thing.All of my cock will give you pleasure.Do you want that, to feel it in you?”
“I… Yes.It looks so darn big.”
I wheezed when his fingers did something that skimmed the edge of pain.
“It’s big.And you’re almost ready.”
Considering most of our conversations had included awkwardness at some point, I was surprised how well this was going.His bedroom talk was really hot to me.That was another surprise, as I had no idea where he might’ve practiced that.
I lowered myself onto his fingers, sighing with pleasure when I felt them go deeper, deeper.I really was damn close to coming, and if I hadn’t been holding on to Inkiri for balance, I might’ve rubbed one out already.That would have been unfair though.He was really good at this, and I didn’t want to disappoint him when he was working so hard.
Inkiri stretched me for a few more minutes, all the while licking my throat, then he clicked and slowly pulled his fingers out.
I whimpered at the loss of that strange new pleasure I was already addicted to, but Inkiri moved before I could complain about it.He slid out from under me and got behind me while I braced myself against the side of the tub where it fused seamlessly into a shelf-slash-bench space.
He’d brought a few towels along when we’d first slid into the tub, and now he grabbed them from the shelf and piled them under my arms and torso so I could lean on them while he adjusted my prepped ass.
“From behind will be easiest at first.”He ran soothing hands along my sides, up my back and shoulders.On the way down, he gave my balls a quick tug and stroked a finger along my cock while simultaneously rubbing his own cock against my crack.“Look how stiff you are, sweet thing.Your cock is very pretty when it’s stiff.”
I moaned shamelessly and plopped down on the towels, not trusting my arms to keep me upright.
Behind me, Inkiri chuckled.“Are you ready to be opened up, Rory?”
“Yes.Fuck me, please.”I was channeling all my bravery and feeling downright dirty—in the best of ways—for phrasing it like that.I hadn’t known I had that kind of language in me.
“As you wish.”His head pressed against my hole, and I made a noise I’d never made before.It was a cross between a keen and a whimper, and I hoped Inkiri liked it.“Bear down as it goes in,” he said with his hands holding my hips.
Just like that, his too-large cock was filling me up.
It wasn’t exactly pleasurable, not at first.It wasn’t exactly bad either.The feeling was best described as strange and new, and I realized that this was when I likely would have chickened out with any other partner.Something about those clicking noises filling the air between us, something about big hands stroking me, allowed me to relax instead.I knew I was safe.He’d always stopped when I’d told him to, and I knew that he would now if I wanted that.
I didn’t want him to stop.I could feel the tension draining out of me, and Inkiri staying still helped.There was a point when I accepted the burn, the fullness, the small discomfort.He must’ve sensed that, because that was when he reached forward and pulled my upper body against him so I could feel his hitching breaths brushing the shell of my ear.
“You did so well,” he murmured.He finally moved.Just a little, but enough to make me utter a near-soundless scream.“So well.And you feel so hot inside, so soft.”
“Ink—fuck.”
If he hadn’t been holding me, I’d have collapsed forward.But his arms were strong around my middle.His hands…well.He used those to torture my nipples, and when he moved a little more, there was this one moment where he pinched my nipple that made me scream and damn near come right then and there.
“Sweet thing, you will make me lose myself if you keep doing that.It’s already difficult.”
“Ah—I—so—pleeeaaase, more.Please.” There were my manners.No one could say I didn't know how to ask politely.
Inkiri chuckled and said something rapidly in his own language.It didn’t matter.He felt so freaking good, and every time he rocked his hips, it got better.His lubrication was more than enough for the both of us, and I felt so open, yet so tight.So filled, yet so very empty.
Him inside me,fuckingme, it turned into a needy chase for pleasure and release.It wasn’t a very long nor a very difficult chase.I came after a few more thrusts, either because Inkiri hit just the right spot or because he’d learned to pinch my nipples just at the right time.
