"Now, can I fuck you or not?"He rocks his hard length against my hip.
"Lube in the bedside drawer."
"Best words you've said today."He chuckles, kisses me, then throws me on the bed.Before I can get my bearings, he's shoved off his jeans and underwear and is crawling over me."You're so fucking hot, Simon.Gonna make you feel so good."
He reaches for the bedside table, fumbles around some, and then comes up with a bottle of lube.
The snick of the lid makes me tense, but he only grins at me."Relax.I've got you, and I'm never letting you go."
His words should scare me, right?I don't know why they don't.Maybe there is a bond of some sort.
He pushes my legs apart, and I look down at his flushed cock straining against his stomach.Fucking massive.An image fit for a porn magazine.Are there porn magazines around anymore?I shake my head to rid it of stupid thoughts.
"No?"
"What?"I look into his eyes.
"You shook your head."
"Stupid thoughts.What are you waiting for?"I give him a challenging look to distract him.I think I'm done talking for a while.
He grins, sharp teeth making an appearance.I stare in fascination.Do they come and go without his control, or does he choose when to flash them?
When his finger brushes over my opening, I forget all about teeth.I spread my legs to give him more room, and he licks along my cock as he breaches me.I groan and shiver.
"Boris."
"Fuck, you feel good."He nips at my hip and pumps his finger inside me."Can't wait to be inside you, hot and tight.You'll feel so good around me."
I might groan in reply, I'm not sure.He licks over the head of my cock, wet and sloppy.Then he pushes in with a second finger, and I shiver.
"So good, baby.You're perfect."He licks me again."Taking my fingers so well.Look at you."
I close my eyes because I don't need to look at myself.I can feel him.When he finds the right spot and slides his fingers over it, I moan, and my legs spasm.
"Yes, like that."He does it again and again, then he wraps his lips around my cock, and a moan leaves me."Exactly like that, Simon.Let me make you feel good.Every day.I want to do this to you every day."
I nod because words are too hard to formulate at the moment.
When he pushes in with a third finger, I still.The stretch is intense, and Boris growls."Relax.You can take it.Look at you accepting my fingers.Do you know how tightly you're squeezing me?"He thrusts into me, and my entire being shivers.He does it again and again, and I float into some weird realm where every touch heightens my pleasure.Every caress, every swipe of his tongue.I think I'm moaning, or maybe I'm blabbering, I'm not sure.
The snick of the lube cap sounds again, then he's removing his fingers.I almost sob at the loss.
"Easy, I've got just what you need."
"Condoms in the drawer."Though they're most likely past their use-by date.
He shakes his head."Shifter.Can't give you anything, and you can't give me anything."
I stare at him.
"Ah, fuck.It's a conversation we should've had before this, right?I'll put on one if you want me to."
I should insist, right?I shake my head, and he kisses me hard.Then he leans over me.His lips are on mine again as he runs the head of his cock along my crack.When he finds the right angle, he pushes in.
My hands fly to his shoulders, fingers digging in, as I squirm underneath him.Fuck, he's big, so big.Too big?I pant, and he stills above me.He growls into my mouth, then he tears his lips away and snarls.
I'm a bit shocked at the sound.It's not human.He still doesn't move, and I allow my legs to melt into the mattress.
