“Y-yes,” Ottis hissed. He was shaking so hard, he didn’t have control over himself anymore. “G-gonna come.”
“Come on my cock, sweetheart. Let me see you.” Doc began to thrust harder, his vibrating cock grinding against Ottis’ prostate. Ottis came with a cry, his body clenching.
Doc cursed. He gripped Ottis tighter and fucked harder, like he was trying to breed him. Each time he buried himself fully, he stayed for a second longer, letting the vibrations soak into Ottis’ body.
This, too, was almost too much. It was amazing.
“F-fuck me,” Ottis whined. “I want your cum.”
He felt Doc tense; he smelled the wave of musk that rolled off his alpha. And he felt the way Doc’s balls drew tight against his ass, heavy with cum.
“You look incredible like this,” Doc panted, clapping their hips together. “Do you hear how wet you are, sweetheart? Hear the slick sounds of my cock filling your hole? Do you hear my heavy balls tapping against your ass? They’re so full of cum. I need to unload inside you, shoot my cum deep. Make sure it paints your walls like a marking.”
Ottis came. Doc groaned when Ottis clenched tight around him; he held Ottis down and pounded him into the bed, like he was trying to breed him again.
“Impaled on my cock, your pretty rim stretched so wide. I’m going to fuck you loose, sweetheart. Open you up and feed you all my cum. Then I’ll knot it all inside, keep you plugged up so it’ll take.”
Ottis whined, digging his nails into Doc’s thighs. Doc’s thrusts were so rough that he kept shoving Ottis higher up the bed.
Doc leaned in. “I’m going to make you smell like me. Your hole will smell like my cock and cum, so everyone will know who you belong to. I want my cum dripping down your thighs, want it on your chest, on your face. Mine.”
He slammed in hard, his cock swelling, his breaths going ragged. Doc came with a roar, burying himself deep as he shot his load into Ottis’ ass. The vibrating sheath took Ottis over the edge; Ottis came and spasmed, which made Doc thrust in again, trying to push deeper even though it wasn’t possible.
Doc’s knot swelled inside him, shoving the vibrations against Ottis’ prostate.
It was almost too much. Ottis howled and came, and didn’t stop coming. All he could feel was the fullness inside him, the vibrations lighting him up everywhere.
“Beautiful,” Doc panted, dropping kisses all over Ottis’ face.
“You too,” Ottis wheezed. He thought he felt Doc smile against his neck.
Eventually, Doc’s knot went down, taking the delirious pleasure with it. Ottis sagged, drifting in and out of consciousness.
“So good,” he slurred.
“You made it perfect,” Doc murmured.
Ottis wriggled with happiness. He listened as their hearts slowed down, the hitch of Doc’s breath calming into something deeper. Doc had turned off both vibrators and flipped them over, so Ottis was now sprawled across his chest.
“I feel like a melted marshmallow with a special cream filling,” Ottis’ mouth said.
Doc snorted, his chest shaking. “You enjoyed the vibrating sheath.”
“It was witchcraft,” Ottis said fervently.
“A combination of spells and technology, yes.”
“Sounds really expensive.”
“Worth it,” Doc rumbled. “You came nonstop with that inside you.”
“It sucked me dry like a vampire. A cum-eating vampire. We can’t do it every day. It’s too much. What if it also turns me into a vampire?”
Doc laughed. “Alright. We won’t. Just for special occasions.”
Ottis nodded solemnly. “My butt is saved.”
“Let me swap out for a plug. Hang on.” Doc wrapped one arm around Ottis, turning a little to fumble in the nightstand. Then he rolled Ottis back under himself and pulled out with a wet sound.
