“Enjoyed the chase, little rabbit?” Knight wasn’t sure what a rabbit was. On the first night they’d done this, what felt like so long ago, a song had been blasting through the human’s dreamscape, a soft, slightly distorted voice crooning at a “rabbit” to “run, run, run.”
The first time Knight had understood the game, when he’d purred, “Hello, little rabbit,” into his ear, the human had practically come right there and then.
“Fuck you,” the human panted now, though he wasn’t struggling anymore. He was probably too tired to struggle, which was how they both liked it.
But to be certain—because this wouldn’t be fun for him unless the human was enjoying himself, too—he used his magic to tune into the human’s subconscious, connecting them telepathically.It wouldn’t let Knight read his mind or vice versa, just let them be able to mentally communicate.
Hello, little rabbit.
The human’s heartbeat skittered.H-Hello.
Enjoying yourself?
Yes. Please. Don’t stop.
Knight’s blood rushed with euphoria.
Out loud, he laughed. “Now—” His voice had deepened without his control “—I get to claim my prize.”
The human’s heartbeat hammered frantically as Knight slid a hand down his round belly, into the water and down the little curve of his hip, then between those wonderfully thick thighs until he was cupping the straining length at the apex of his legs.
“Oh God,” the human cried, his knees nearly buckling, only Knight’s hold on him seemingly keeping him upright. “Oh fuck, oh please—”
“Begging already?” Knight taunted, stroking him so lightly every inch of the human tensed with desperation.
“Please,” he continued shamelessly. “Oh please—”
“Please what?” Knight asked darkly.
“I-I’ve been good, I’ve been so good—I need—”
Fuck, how could Knight resist? The dreamscape read both their intentions, and the human’s clothes, along with Knight’s robes, disappeared.
Knight ground his hard length against the human’s back while he wrapped his fist around his throbbing, leaking dick. Moonlight glittered on the surface of the water, making the obscene sight of Knight’s hand on his human’s dick look almost romantic.
He began to stroke, fast and hard and firm until the human was shaking and sobbing, lifting onto his toes as Knight brutally brought him to the edge.
“Fuck.Knight!” he screamed as he came, his release washed away by the stream.
The name had been a gift, too, from one of those first nights—a quick thought that had flitted through the dreamscape, the human softly but saucily referring to him as his “knight in shining armour”.
Knight teleported them out of the water and into the clearing where the game had begun. He loosened his magic hold, and the human immediately melted into the carpet of sinfully soft grass underneath them, arching his back, his backside raised high, thighs spread wantonly. His hole was already wet and stretched and glistening, the dreamscape adjusting to his desires.
So Knight didn’t waste time. He placed a hand on the human’s upper back, holding him down, the other cupping his hip, then he sank to the hilt inside him with one smooth thrust.
“Yes,” the human cried. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck—yes, yes,yes—” He wailed, each word punctuated with a hard snap of Knight’s hips.
When he tried to reach between his legs, Knight snarled, “No,” using his magic to yank the human’s hands above his head, wrists pressed together. “That’s mine.”
“Oh fuck,” the human cried, his asshole clenching sinfully around Knight’s aching dick.
“Shit,” Knight snarled, pounding into him harder, watching his cheeks dance. He braced both hands on the human’s hips, yanking him back into each thrust.
Sweat shone on the human’s back and ass, glittering like miniscule jewels on his deep, warm brown skin. The thick curls of his afro called to Knight, and he was sinking his right hand into its depths before he’d even thought it through, yanking the human up so he was braced on only his knees, intensifying the arch of his back. His hands, still bound in Knight’s magic hold, were held aloft above his head.
Knight slammed viciously into him, taking his pleasure. He slid his tail between the human’s legs, lightly caressing his balls, making him whine and arch into the teasing touch. Then he nipped at his ear with sharp, fanged teeth, and that was seemingly the last straw.
The human went silent, his arse clamping down hard and tight as he came, just like that. Knight couldn’t help but follow, gasping, filling him up with his release, almost sobbing at the intensity of it.
