“Oh, that’s marvelous. Can you imagine? Pushing into his little hole and staying there all day… he’d be unable to do anything but sink into his pleasure.”
“Why don’t you order those jahin, my mate. And then we can take our rest, with our sweet yshain.”
“I’m going to order a tirlak as well, I think. I worry about the weight of his mitts, with how small and lovely he is. But if his arms are secured, that might further help him relax while in the takan.”
“My smart mate. Excellent idea.”
“There, done. It all should arrive tomorrow right after breakfast.”
“Then it’s time for bed.”A heavy hand suddenly fell on Asher’s hip, then skirting around, to palm his ass. Asher let out a disgruntled noise at being fondled when he was so cozy.
“Shh, I know. I’ll fill you, so you can sleep properly, don’t worry.”The hand felt between Asher’s cheeks and grasped the wide base of thesenchr,pulling it out in one long, smooth slide. Asher moaned at the feeling of release, muffled by the gag still, but loud in the quiet of the room.
Something wide and slick and warm then touched his hole, and Asher let out long, low whine as he was breached anew and the cock—Trenet’s cock, it had to be, his hand huge on Asher’s hip—fucked its way into him as Vrayl continued to stroke over his hair.
Asher began to tense up, breathing shallowly as he waited for Trenet to move, that dreamy place he’d managed to drift to starting to fall away.
But once Trenet was fully inside him, his body pressed snugly against Asher’s, Trenet only curled an arm around him, palm resting low on Asher’s belly. The Dresht sighed out, his big body moving with the exhalation.“Good night, little love.”
The hand left Asher’s hair, and Vrayl instead shifted on the bed. A thin blanket was pulled up over Asher, and then Vrayl too was lying down with them under the covers. He bracketed Asher on his other side, so Asher was totally surrounded by them.“Good night, sweet one. I can’t wait to spend all our tomorrows with you.”
It should have been impossible for Asher to find his calm again. He was so incredibly full, Trenet’s cock so long and thick inside him that Asher felt it with every swallow. He was mitted and gagged and trapped, and he had no idea what tomorrow would bring.
But he was clean and warm and dry. He was hungry, but he wasn’t starving. He was lying on a comfortable bed and, at least for now, at least for this one night, it seemed as though his fears could be put to rest until morning. Until Trenet and Vrayl awoke and decided how next they wanted to play with him.
Slowly, slowly, Asher’s body relaxed again and he allowed sleep to fully take him.
***
“He looks so cozy like this, sleeping in our bed and keeping you warm. I almost don’t want to wake him.”
“But just think—a full day with him. Showing our beautiful yshain just how well we can care for him.”
That’s true… and I can’t wait to see him in his new jahin. He’s so lovely already, but just imagining him in a takan and a kanto, relaxed and happy—”
Asher made a grumpy sound as he drifted to awareness. He had never been the type to wake up early or easily, and his sisters had always teased him for it. On Journey-5 he had also often slept to simply pass the time. When he was bored or lonely or hungry, going to sleep was sometimes the best he could do to escape that, if only for a little while.
But there was no escaping his new reality as he woke up. He heard the growls and hisses that he recognized as Dreshtian speech—and more than that, he felt the heat of a large, warm body behind him, pressed against him,insidehim. Pressing against that part in him that felt so good it almost hurt, especially with how sensitive it was now, after… after warming Trenet’s cock all night.
He instinctively tried to move his hips away, tried to relieve some of that pressure, and he felt the cock inside him twitch as Trenet chuckled behind him, the deep sound reverberating through Asher’s body.
“Good morning, little love,”Trenet murmured, nuzzling the top of Asher’s head as the Dresht began a slow grind, pulling back and then pressing impossibly deeper, making it so there was no space at all between their bodies.“You look like you slept well, holding me inside you all night. I’m so lucky I’m the one who gets to see it. Who gets to fill you.”
Asher whimpered around the gag as the large, heavy palm over his stomach began to rub back and forth. Feeling the bulge in his belly—and feeling how it moved with every fuckin.
Stop—it’s too much!
He shook his head hard, trying to get across his point that he didn’t want what was happening, but Trenet just chuckled again.
“I have an idea, my mate, if he’s overwhelmed now with how good he feels.”
Vrayl smiled from his position on Asher’s other side.“Of course.”
Suddenly Trenet’s other hand came up, toward Asher’s face. Asher made a desperate sound and shrank back, away from it. Was Trenet going to—to cover his nose? He already had the gag in, and whatever it was made of was a material Asher could at least breathe through, thank the stars for small mercies, but if Trenet was going to cut off his air—
The hand landed over Asher’s eyes, cutting off his view of the room and Vrayl.
“My smart mate,”Vrayl said, sounding excited.
