“How am I supposed to pull out when you feel this good?” he teased, working his hips at a slow but steady pace meant to drive them both mad with need. “You’re gonna make me come in the condom before I can take it off.”
Miles made a sad noise of protest and reached between their bodies, boldly gripping Jun by the shaft on his next outward thrust. Jun expected him to hold his cock captive to cut off the source of his pleasure so Jun would have no reason not to pull out and take the condom off, but instead, Miles took matters into his own hands and pulled Jun out of him entirely. With his closed fist, he rolled the condom down Jun’s shaft and coaxed it beyond the rim of Jun’s glans, then let it go.
It tumbled uselessly onto his belly.
“There,” he said triumphantly. “It’s off. Nowbreed me.”
It was such an unexpectedly brazen thing for someone as shy as Miles to do that Jun was rendered speechless, and in the empty place where his words should have been, instinct took hold. He grabbed the base of his own cock and—shuddering—ran its bare length through the mess of slick between Miles’s legs.
“You want me to breed you, baby?” he asked, voice made hollow by lust. “You want me to come inside?”
Miles whimpered pleadingly and strained his hips to rub himself against Jun’s shaft. His hole brushed against Jun’s tip, a forbidden temptation, and as their bodies became acquaintedwithout a latex barrier to divide them, that temptation became overwhelming.
Jun pushed in, just the tip at first, knowing he wouldn’t last long once he was all the way inside.
“You don’t have to beg,” he murmured, lowering himself so he could whisper the words against the lobe of Miles’s ear. “I’ll give you what you want. I’ll breed you. You’ll make such pretty babies for me, won’t you? So pretty I’ll have to keep you pregnant so no one tries to take you from me and fill you with babies of their own. You don’t mind, do you? I hope not, ’cause I don’t want anyone else to have what’s mine.”
The sound Miles made was strained and feral, and the actions he took next were every bit as wild. He arched his back and hooked his legs around Jun’s hips in an attempt to lift himself up and impale himself on Jun’s cock, but his efforts were wasted—Jun was already moving, pushing into Miles’s tight heat at a slow and steady pace so Miles could feel every inch of the cock that would breed him.
By the time he was fully sheathed, Miles was a panting, twitching mess.
“Fuck me,” he whimpered. “Fuck me. Come in me.”
Jun nipped his earlobe, then lifted up just enough so he could look Miles in the eyes. Miles was out of it, lips plump and parted, eyelids heavy, curls having fallen messily aside to frame his face.
He was beautiful.
He really would make pretty babies.
Maybe one day, Jun would make his fantasy come to life.
He thumbed Miles’s bottom lip, and when Miles nuzzled innocently into his hand, he stopped teasing and kissed him. It started out gentle, but as Jun began to pump, it darkened and intensified until it became vicious and greedy.
Gasping, moaning, panting, they kissed and fucked and made silent demands of each other. Miles pulled Jun’s hair and kept him locked to his lips, and Jun grabbed Miles’s waist and fucked as deeply into him as he could. He wanted every part of him. His lips, his tongue, his teeth. His body. His heat. His womb.
Wanted to spoil him.
To breed him.
To give him exactly what he wanted and so much more.
They fucked like that while all sense of space and time fell away, until the first stirrings of orgasm began to loom. Jun felt the urgency of it building and knew he didn’t have long.
“I’m going to come,” he warned, barely parting from Miles’s lips. “Last chance, baby. If you don’t tell me to pull out, I’m going to breed you.”
Miles cried out wantonly and locked his legs around Jun’s waist, digging his heels into his ass to prevent him from pulling out. He didn’t have much mobility, pinned as he was beneath Jun, but that didn’t stop him from going harder, fucking himself as aggressively as he could on Jun’s cock, begging for his load.
Jun groaned and went harder to match his pace, sinking deeper, pushing with purpose, claiming his body from the inside so that when the time came, none of his cum would leak out.
If Miles wanted his baby, he would get it.
He would take Jun’s knot, and they would breed.
“Take it,” Jun ground out between clenched teeth. The throbbing at the base of his cock was back, and it was coming on faster than before. “Gonna put a baby in you and make you mine. Wanna see how big and round you get for me. Want everyone to know when they look at you that you belong to me.”
Miles clenched from head to toe, thighs shaking as he cried out brokenly.
He was coming.
