There’s a pause, and those words just hang in the air.
"So it is a game."
"Something like that, but… with both of us knowing and agreeing."
"You know how that game works. We thinkweare playing it, but reallyitplays us. And before we realize it, there is attachment and… pain."
"We just have to be good at it…" I squeeze my eyes shut. "Your tongue there… you have no idea how incredible it feels, the tissue around is insanely sensitive." The words tumble out of me, lewd and ridiculous. "Do not make me beg…"
I can see his profile, his chest rising and falling fast, his breathing uneven.
"Salt… believe me, I want nothing more, but—"
"Please… half the day my hole clenches just thinking about it!"
Eliano squeezes his eyes shut.
"There could be other reasons for that, your scent is getting stronger…"
I reach for his hand, my fingers threading through his. "Touch my little star, please, it wants to open for you…" I am reaching peak cringe dirty talk territory, pretty desperate.
Apparently, Eliano’s resistance has limits; his alpha nature wins.
In one swift movement he rolls onto his side and over me, his head lowering between my cheeks. His fingers spread them open.
"Wow it looks… different now."
"Ugly?"
"No! Never… just, more ripe."
I feel his warm breath there and instinctively my ring pulses and ripples, clearly inviting him in. A moment later a moan tears from my throat as his warm, soft tongue dives into me.
"Oh fuck. Yes, this!"
Eliano grabs my hips and pulls me up into a doggy position. I take it gladly, even modifying it on my own. I position myself in the famous ‘presenting omega’ posture, with my elbows on the sheets, ass high, and it brings me wild joy…
Eliano buries his face between my cheeks, rimming me with passion, swirling, licking, while his hand finds my hard cock hanging heavy between my thighs. I know this will not last long, and Eliano seems to sense it as I get close. He slows down, his movements turning lazy.
"Please, please!"
He speeds up again, in sync with my racing heart, and then suddenly stops.
"Fuck, no! Why?"
Ignoring my protest, he gets up and opens a cabinet, then comes back to the bed with something in his hand.
"It’s a special adjustable dildo. It has a few width settings. The thinnest is almost like a finger. The thickest is like my cock."
I twist my head back, surprised a bit. "You studied those dildos?"
Eliano chuckles. "Studied is a strong word, but yes. I checked them. I told you yesterday you should try stretching if you ever want to have sex. I am not even talking about sex with me," he corrects quickly. "You are just really tight."
I swallow hard as waves of arousal tumble over me. "You want to fuck me with that dildo?"
"Well. On the narrow setting… we could try."
My breath comes out shallow and uneven. I am burning up.
