“Hello handsome.” I tucked his brown hair behind his pointed ear.
“I wanted to thank you for earlier. That was amazing,” Drovo confessed and then he looked me over and continued, “I want to thank you for this moment too. I…I never thought I’d get to cuddle with someone, especially not someone as wonderful as you.”
“Drovo,” his name came out watery from the lump that was forming in my throat. “You pleasuredme.”
“And it was an honor to do so,” he smiled.
“Let me bring you pleasure,” I smiled back at him as my hand trailed down his body to his still hardcock.
He grunted in surprise as my hand wrapped around the base of his cock.
“We can’t,” he choked out.
“Why not? Because that prick Scaron said so? Fuck him,” I spat, doing my best to contain my anger.
“You wish to fuck him?” Drovo looked thoroughly hurt.
“No, it’s a phrase some humans use when we really mean a person can rot in hell.”
“What is hell?”
“You don’t have a concept of hell? How nice for you guys. I’ll explain it later. Right now, I’m going to bring you as much pleasure as you brought me.”
I unlaced Drovo’s pants and pulled them down enough to expose his enormous cock. When I clutched the base again, my sexy tree man groaned way too loudly. I liked his moans, but I also had no desire to get interrupted again.
“We can only continue if you can keep quiet. Will you be a good boy and keep quiet for me?” I cooed.
Drovo nodded his head enthusiastically and clamped his mouth shut.
“Good boy.” My use of the phrasegood boyconjured up an image from earlier of Drovo in leather straps pulling my chariot using his own brute strength. God, that had been a sexy sight. Maybe I could ask him to wear those again for me sometime.
I encircled his cock again and stroked slowly upward. I found his mushroom shaped cockhead wet with precum. Drovo inhaled sharply as I slid my handover the moisture. I coated the rest of his cock with his precum as I would with lubricant.
Now that he was slippery to the touch, I could continue my ministrations. I slid my hand up and down and he gritted his teeth together, desperately trying not to make any sound. It was a shame, really. I would love to wring a thousand loud moans out of him. That’ll just have to wait for another time.
My hand went up and down again and I found Drovo was already breathing heavily, as if he was a breath away from coming. I wasn’t done with him though. I wanted to draw this out for as long as his unused cock could handle.
I slid my hand back up to his mushroom head and gently circled the top of it with the smallest of touches. His breathing slowed down, but his hips jerked periodically, seeking more friction.
I placed one leg on top of his hip to still his movements. Then I continued with my small touches on his cockhead. Drovo buried his head in the pillow and let out a grunt, followed by a moan.
When I was satisfied with the amount of time that had passed with my teasing, I gripped his cock in my hand once again and stroked up and down slowly. Drovo’s fingernails dug into my skin and he moaned loudly into the pillow.
I removed my hand from his cock and squeezed his firm ass. “You have to be quiet, remember? You wouldn’t want Scaron ruining our fun, now would you?”
“I will. I promise.” He responded in a husky,rushed tone.
“Alright, I’ll trust you,” I smiled at my dryad shifter and he gave me a bashful smile back.
I dragged my hand up his thigh to his balls and cupped them gently. Drovo bit his lip to prevent any sound from coming out of his traitorous mouth.
“Very good,” I praised him.
I started a consistent pace of medium speed strokes and, despite my best efforts to hold him still, Drovo thrust into my hands over and over again with soft whimpers.
I loved seeing him like this, nearly undone with the pleasure I was providing him with my hand. It was such a wonder that a small movement could bring someone so much joy. It was humbling too, to be his first. I hoped that I’d be his only.
I sped up my movements to a more rapid pace. Drovo was panting now. His tail was wrapped tightly around my leg, his fingers dug into my sides, and his hips were thrusting in my hand. He wouldn’t last long now. I was ready to see him truly undone.
