“Now, put this on.”
It was the pair with the wide lace band around the hips, and two lacy elastic bands going between the legs. Aaren fumbled with the straps, trying to figure out what went where. “Help.”
Hades helped. He untangled the panties and held the straps apart so Aaren could put his legs into the right holes. Then Hades tugged the panties up, and Aaren felt... exposed.
The lace band wrapped around his hips; not a problem there. But the elastic straps settled into the creases of his thighs, leaving empty air where the gusset should be. And now Aaren’s cock and sac were just... hanging out under Hades’ gaze.
“I feel so naked.” Aaren squirmed.
“You look mouth-watering,” Hades said. He palmed Aaren’s ass and ran his hand down Aaren’s front, lightly stroking between his legs. Aaren shuddered. “Now, I want you on all fours in the middle of the bed. Spread your legs.”
Aaren moaned and obeyed, except he felt so boneless that he sank down onto his elbows. Behind him, Hades groaned. When Aaren peeked over his shoulder, he found his alpha’s rapt attention on him, sliding up and down his body, lingering on his ass.
Hades finally stripped, leaving his stunning, strong body on full display. He swapped out the canvas for a fresh one, getting out his charcoal pencils. Before he settled in to draw, he took a picture of Aaren on his bed.
Aaren whined. “You’re going to fuck me again soon, right?”
“Soon,” Hades promised, his cock a darker red than before, covered in slick and come. He sat on his stool, his hands shaking a little as he sketched.
Aaren bit his lip, his hole aching. He tried to be patient as charcoal scraped across paper. “I need you inside again.”
Hades’ cock jerked, precome shooting out. “I know.”
More drawing sounds. Hades slid his gaze over Aaren’s body appreciatively, going back and forth as though he couldn’t get enough of every detail. Then his attention dipped between Aaren’s legs, and he spent a long, long time drawing whatever he saw there. Aaren blushed, his balls squirming and his hole growing wetter.
“I can feel your come inside me,” he blurted, half-thinking about running again. “When I clench my ass, your come oozes out. There’s so much of it.”
“Good,” Hades growled.
He dropped his charcoal pencil faster than Aaren expected, wiping his fingers on a rag. Then he came up behind Aaren and grasped Aaren’s cheeks, spreading them to lick up his crack.
“Fuck. The way you look, all fucked loose because of me, my come leaking out of your hole.” He licked Aaren’s hole and pushed his tongue inside with a groan. Before Aaren could fully enjoy it, Hades was mounting him, sliding his cock into Aaren’s ass and pounding in hard.
Aaren howled, coming violently, his body welcoming his alpha’s cock.
“That’s it, sweetheart. You love my cock so much, don’t you? All it takes is a few good thrusts. You keep coming when I feedyou my cock. Just like this.” Hades held him down and pounded in, until Aaren thrashed and came again. Hades’ cock was even bigger now, harder, and it stroked Aaren’s prostate so sweetly that he shook like a leaf.
“H-H-Hades,” Aaren whimpered, raising his ass to beg for his alpha. Hades swore and slammed into him, gripping Aaren’s hips bruisingly tight, his cock burrowing deep as it began to pulse inside him.
Unlike the other times, Hades pulled out quickly, his come still shooting everywhere. “Fuck. My knot is this close to popping.”
Aaren’s thighs trembled. “So knot me,” he begged.
“Soon. Fuck, I c-can’t hold on for much longer.” Hades returned to his stool, except his thighs were shaking, his hands jerky as he tried to draw. He was breathing hard, his pupils blown, his skin gleaming with sweat. And his cock... It looked like it hurt, still shooting come, white streaks dripping down its sides.
Aaren couldn’t tear his eyes away. He had never seen an alpha just sit and keep coming, each jerking motion of his cock so desperate, like it needed to be back inside him.
He wriggled his ass.
Hades hissed, more come spurting out.
“Alpha,” Aaren said, lifting his ass to tempt Hades. “Is my hole gaping yet?”
Hades breathed out harshly, gritting his teeth. “Sweetheart, I can seeinsideyour hole, it’s so fucking loose from my cock.”
Come dripped down Hades’ length, and he trembled again.
“Is there any come inside?” Aaren asked, pushing his ass closer to show Hades the white streaks inside.
