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“Just relax,” I whispered, gripping the base of the cock and looking down so I could line it up with his hole. I was glad there was some light in here, because it wasn’t like I could feel it when the tip was in the right position.
Greid’s breath caught when he felt the tip of the dildo against his rim. He knew what to do, bearing down and exhaling a slow, shaky breath as I carefully pushed my hips forward. After a few fraught seconds, the flared head sank inside in a rush, and Greid let out a clipped moan as his hips jerked.
My heart was pounding, lust and nerves and excitement all swirling together. God, I hoped he enjoyed it. I hoped I possessed some kind of rhythm so I didn’t end up just jabbing awkwardly into his ass.
But how was I supposed to know if I was doing it right? I couldn’t actually feel anything. Although that didn’t stop my clit from pulsing with arousal as I stared at the bright pink length sinking inside Greid.
I had to shuffle my knees out a little wider to get the right angle as my hips finally pressed flush against his backside. Palming the backs of his thighs for leverage, I looked up to gauge his reaction.
He was panting, clawed toes flexing as his cock twitched on his belly. It was still hard as a rock, which hopefully meant he wasn’t in any pain, but I asked to make sure.
“Are you okay?”
He nodded quickly, swallowing as his eyes met mine. His gaze was tight with desperation, but there was a hint of shyness there mingling with pure pleading. He wanted me to move. He wanted me to fuck him, but something was still holding him back.
Determination swelled, making me grip his thighs tighter. He had no reason to be embarrassed for what he liked in bed, and screw anyone who had ever tried to make him feel ashamed for it.
I was going to fuck that doubt right out of him.
“Tell me what you want, Greid.” I squeezed his thighs, wishing I could kiss him right now.
His throat bobbed, lips parting. But he only croaked, “B-Beryl…”
“Tell me.” I pulled my hips back an inch, only to sink back inside. He gasped, eyes widening.
After another swallow, he whispered, “I w-want you to fuck me.”
I smiled and delivered my first proper thrust. “Good boy.”
His breath punched out of him, legs twitching. When I thrust again, his eyes rolled back as a trembling moan left him.
It took me a little while to get into a rhythm. It was kind of odd, knowing there was something inside of him that was attached to me, but being unable feel it. Greid seemed to be enjoying it though, even if my first few thrusts were a little clumsy and uncoordinated. His chest heaved, a moan tearing from his throat every time my hips smacked against him.
Eventually I hit my stride, and my thrusts started coming smoother and faster. Even though I couldn’t feel it, the motion of pumping into him—the knowledge that I was actually fucking Greid’s ass—was turning me on so much. I could feel how hot and slick my pussy was, lust swimming through my veins and making me pant almost as hard as he was.
I braced myself on the backs of his thighs as I pounded into him, unable to slow my hips now as I watched him, hungrily taking in every sign of pleasure painting his features. His eyes were closed, brows drawn in desperation and lips parted around the constant moans escaping him with every thrust.
His cock looked painfully stiff, leaking all over his stomach as it jerked with the movement of my thrusting hips. I wanted to tilt it up off his belly and suck on the tip, but I was thrusting too fast to let go of his legs and unwilling to stop.
“Oh fuck.” Greid’s eyes popped open as he started to shake. “F-Fuck, Beryl. I-I’m—”
He let go of one of his legs to fist the sheets. It fell heavily against my shoulder, his heel knocking into my back. I moaned, gripping it tight, and kissed the inside of his knee, watching avidly as his body wound tighter and tighter and he twisted the sheet in his grip.
His head craned back, eyes scrunching closed and mouth falling open with a hoarse sound as his hips jerked and cum started to shoot from his cock. It pooled on his chest and in the hollow of his throat, the dark fluid’s oil-slick sheen shimmering in the light.
I could see his stomach clenching with every heavy spurt, his tail lashing frantically over the bed beneath my thrusting hips. He shook wildly, tiny, breathless moans leaving him.
Sliding my hand down his quaking thigh, I kissed his knee again and crooned, “Good boy.”
That, amazingly, was enough to make Greid come again. He cried out, back arching as several more spurts decorated his dark skin. Once his body sagged, he released his tight-knuckled grip on the sheets to clutch desperately at my hip, fingers digging into soft skin and tough straps.
“B-Beryl.” Yellow eyes gazed desperately into mine, hazy with pleasure. He shuddered as I delivered one more firm thrust, cock twitching over his belly. “Can I… I want to—Please.”
I knew what he was asking for. Carefully sliding free—which made him moan and tremble again—I hurriedly loosened the harness and shoved it down my shaky legs. I could feel how unbelievably wet I was, and my heart was pounding fast as I clambered gracelessly up Greid’s wrung-out body to straddle his face.
He moaned, immediately sliding his long fingers up my thighs and gripping my hips tight. The moment I lowered myself and my pussy met his eager mouth, I shuddered and fisted his hair.
Greid’s long tongue licked feverishly through the folds of my cunt before he latched onto my clit and started to suck. The vibration from his constant groans made my hips twitch with pleasure. I was moaning with every panting breath, head tipping back as my hips started to rock.
