“To enter me. Come on, At. Trust me.”
Nodding, I scramble to line the head of my cock up with his hole. There’s been zero prep other than kissing and rubbing and a quick wash in the shower, and I’ve seen pros struggle to take all of me, but I do trust him. It’s his body, after all.
“Push a little,” Rune says.
I’m so lost in his lusty eyes I almost don’t feel the light tingling in my body, but it quickly becomes too strong to ignore. My skin lights up, pulsing in time with Rune’s tattoos, and as he whispers an incantation, his muscles give way, slowly accepting my length and drawing me in until I’m almost completely buried inside him.
My jaw drops from the sheer overwhelming pleasure of his warm body clenching around me. My eyelids flutter as magic floods me, leaving me lightheaded and able to sink in just another inch.
“Holy Hades,” Rune grunts, clawing my shoulders.
“Does it hurt?”
He shakes his head slowly. “No. It’s fucking paradise. I’ve never… Not like this.”
My arms tremble as I attempt to hold myself still above him. “Can I move?”
He nods. “Yeah.” He cups my face. “Don’t be gentle, lover boy. I can handle it.”
The only explanation for how this is physically working is magic, but damn, am I lucky. I begin to move my hips, slowly pumping in and out of him, the ridges on my cock expanding with each thrust. His hole is unbelievably tight, leaving me speechless with insane pleasure as our bodies search for the perfect rhythm.
When we find it, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. His body molds around me, his hole massaging my cockwith every thrust, our mouths clumsily brushing as we rock in unison.
The closer I get to my climax, the more intense the heat between us grows. Rune’s magic swirls around us, encasing us in a warm mist, and before long, I realize we’re no longer on the bed but floating just above it, enveloped in our own little love cloud.
I cling to him, holding his body, slick with sweat, to mine, my face buried in the crook of his neck. He whimpers my name and several more unintelligible words that must be magic considering their effect on me. My chest expands, my skin twitching as even more tattoos etch themselves into my skin.
“Rune,” I grunt. “I’m gonna…”
“Fill me up, gargoyle. Fill me with your essence.”
Digging my fingers into his back, I cry out as the first wave hits, my orgasm starting in my balls and moving to the base of my shaft. With each new pulse, the knots that line my cock swell and lock me inside Rune’s body.
We twist around in our cloud, rising higher until my shoulders touch the ceiling above my bed. My cock swells impossibly thicker, leaving me lightheaded and slightly worried about Rune’s ability to handle it, but when I focus on his face, his expression is pure bliss.
He presses his hand to my chest, and I glance down enough to see a blue glow emanating from beneath his palm. Oh gods, I can feel it. Whatever’s happening is permanent.
“Atlas,” Rune grunts. “Ohhh, At.”
He tenses in my arms, falling backward until he’s hanging upside down, our bodies connected by my knots. I let out a roar and my cock starts to pulse inside of him, filling him deep with my seed. He gasps and clenches around me and cum shoots from his cock, straight into the air between us, splashing down in warm puddles that seem to go on and on.
He’s trembling, gripping my forearms, and as we float back down onto the bed, I wrap my arms around him and lie on my side. It’s going to be a while before my knots subside, so I kiss his sweat-soaked neck before dragging my tongue along his skin to capture his taste.
I can feel my cum gushing around my cock and spilling out of him, but the knots aren’t even close to going down. I wrap my arms around him and pull him close for another kiss.
I’m exhausted and feel as if I might drift off to sleep, but I feel Rune fidgeting against me and open my eyes. He’s dragging his fingers between his legs, lifting them to show me how they glisten with my cum. Then he scoops some of his own cum off his belly and mixes the two together, uttering another incantation.
The mixture in his hand sparks with bright blue light. I watch in pure awe as he drags his finger through it and spreads it first over my lips, then his. My skin tingles as it soaks in, warmth spreading through me like I’ve just drunk a shot.
“What was that?”
“I’ve never done that spell, but I always wanted to. It’s an enchanted kiss. It means no matter what, you’ll always love me and I’ll always love you. Call it insurance in case fate gets any funny ideas.”
Smiling, I brush my fingers across his cheek. “Is that your way of telling me that you love me?”
His cheeks flush, and he actually looks a bit shy. “It’s the only explanation for the way my heart feels, the way I react to you, the way I feel safe for once in my entire life.”
“I love you too, Rune. I think I have since I laid eyes on you. I’ll protect your heart. The gods know you don’t need any other kind of protection.”
