Baikal shushed him, one of his fingers circling his tight hole. It felt sticky and warm. “I’m lubing you up with your own come,” he explained, possibly guessing where Rabbit’s mind had gone. “In a second I’ll penetrate you—it’s just a finger, little bunny. You can take it.”
He gulped, gaze dropping to where Baikal’s cock rested.
“You’ll be able to take that, too,” he reassured him. “After I’ve opened you up for me. Don’t think about that right now though. Just focus on how I make you feel.”
“Can’t you just let me go?”
“Why would I do that?” he asked calmly, still drawing those lazy circles. “You’re hard and dripping for me,” he jutted his chin out toward Rabbit’s dick, “and I can see in your eyes you want it.”
“I don’t.” Did he? He did. But that didn’t make him any less afraid.
“Keep lying,” Baikal smiled. “Seriously. I enjoy it. I’ll enjoy watching you accept it even more.”
“I—” The rebuttal died on his tongue when Baikal finally breached that tight ring of muscle.
He twisted his finger, corkscrewing into him, stopping only once he had his pointer finger all the way inside. Then he paused and took in Rabbit’s expression. “How does it feel?”
“Weird.” Rabbit pursed his lips. There’d been a slight sting at first, followed by pressure, but now… “Foreign.”
“You’ll get used to it,” he said confidently. “Pretty soon, I’ll have this hole clenching and your dick going hard at the mere sight of me. You’re going to spend every waking moment wishing you were sitting on my cock, little bunny. If you’re good for me, maybe some days I’ll let you.”
“Bullshit.”
Baikal curled that finger, pressing against a spot in Rabbit he hadn’t been aware of and his head dropped back against the cushion.
He sucked in a deep breath. “It’s just because no one’s ever done this to me before. It’s got nothing to do with—”
“If you try to finish that sentence,” Baikal growled, “I will shove myself into you before you can. All the way, in one go. You’ll tear, but that just makes it easier for me to fuck you. It’ll hurt us both if you’re dry, but if you’re slicked with blood? That’s enough lube for me to get off just fine.”
“That’s horrible.” Rabbit tried, and failed, to guess if he really meant it or if he was just trying to scare him.
“Iam the one making you feel this way,” Baikal said just before he pulled out and then shoved two fingers into him at once.
Rabbit let out a strangled sound at the pain and bit down on his lower lip. Tears prickled at the corner of his eyes, but despite all that, he didn’t try to move away. Not with the uncertainty of that threat looming over his head like a guillotine.
“This has nothing to do with the fact it’s your first and everything to do with the fact that it’s me.” Baikal fucked him with his fingers, spearing them into Rabbit’s body, curling them and scissoring him at random so he never knew what sensations to expect next.
Rivulets of precome escaped from his slit and ran down the length of him as Rabbit’s dick bobbed from the harsh motions caused by Baikal’s ministrations. It wasn’t long before the lewd sounds of it filled the air and he realized the porn had actually come to an end at some point.
Baikal started stroking Rabbit’s dick again, in time with the thrusts of his fingers, picking up the tempo whenever a sound escaped from Rabbit.
He moaned and shook, his whole body coiling as the pleasure heated in his lower stomach, building and building. Since he’d had an orgasm before he knew what was coming, but the measly ones he’d managed to wring from himself in the past paled in the face of what he felt when he finally came in Baikal’s fist.
Spurts of come shot out, smattering against his stomach as he jerked and whined. All through it, Baikal continued, one hand jackhammering into his hole, the other practically strangling his dick until he got every last drop out of him.
Before Rabbit could recover, he found himself flipped onto his stomach, strong hands yanking him back by his parted thighs. That thick cock landed between his ass cheeks and he almost panicked, even with the amazing orgasm still sending shock waves through him.
Baikal settled himself over his back, one arm bracing himself at Rabbit’s hip, the other landing up by Rabbit's head. He hushed him when he made a noise, his lips close to his ear so that with every exhale his heated breath fanned across Rabbit’s sweaty face. He shifted, settling his cock more firmly between Rabbit’s cheeks, but didn’t go near his hole.
“Relax,” he coaxed even as he started moving his hips. The hand on his waist moved to grab a fistful of his ass and he slapped at it playfully, his movements shallow as he humped against Rabbit’s body. “Focus on the feel of me on top of you. Of my cock shoved between these plump cheeks of yours.”
There was literally nothing else he could focus on, but he didn’t say that, too nervous that if he let his guard down he’d miss when Baikal finally pressed the tip of himself to his hole.
But it didn’t happen.
Baikal squeezed Rabbit’s ass around himself and fucked against his flesh, careful never to pull back enough there was even a chance for Rabbit to lock up out of fear he was going to put it inside.
Rabbit’s front rubbed against the leather, the friction against his nipples causing his dick to twitch. He blinked, certain there was no way he was going to get hard again, but then he felt it swell beneath him and he groaned.
