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“That’s bullshit,” Holt burst out. “It’s a unicorn. It actually looks like my friend Gareth.”
I stared at the top of his head in shock. “You’re friends with a unicorn?”
Holt waved a hand. “More like loose acquaintances. He owns a gay bar downtown. They have an awesome night for furries on Fridays. I’m not a furry, but I respect the dedication.”
“There are… non-human furries?”
“No.” Holt tipped his head up to give me a wicked grin. “There are human furries, and then there are the folk who look like furries.”
“Like Seb?”
Holt chuckled. “Yeah. Seb’s been to Furry Fridays once or twice, I think, but he’s never hooked up with a human. I mean, as far as I’m aware.”
I nodded and licked my lips. “You haven’t been with a human either, right? Before me, I mean.”
Holt’s eyes darkened as he looked up at me. “No.”
I slipped my arms under his to stroke his lean stomach, fiddling with the hem of his borrowed T-shirt. “How different is it?”
His belly tightened under my hands, voice huskier when he said, “It’s… I can feel everything you’re feeling so much stronger. You’re… you’re really open. It’s amazing.”
I smiled, my chest wanting to puff up with pride. “Really?”
“Y-yeah.” Holt’s cock twitched in his sweatpants as I dipped my fingertips just beneath the waistband and trailed them over his soft skin. His knees fell open wider. “Most, um, most other non-humans tend to shield their emotions when they’re around empyns. Because they know we can feel them and we’re… we’re feeding on them, and they think it’s pervy.”
I dipped my head to kiss just beneath his earlobe, then mumbled into his neck, “I like that you can feel everything I’m feeling.”
“M-me too.” Holt exhaled an unsteady breath as his growing erection tented the front of his sweats. “Taylor…”
Feeling uncharacteristically bold, I slid my hand inside and trailed my fingertips down his cock to tweak the piercing on his sac. Holt let out a tiny whimper, hips straining up off the couch. As I fisted his dick and began to stroke, I hooked my ankles over his knees, keeping his thighs pinned wide.
Holt’s breath punched out of him as he clutched at my thighs, already countering my stroking fist with tiny thrusts of his hips. I pressed my lips to the bend of his neck and avidly watched the repetitive motion of my fist under the sweats. His head fell back onto my shoulder as he swallowed, breaths shallowing.
When I reached in with my other hand and cupped his sac, he choked on a breath, then let out a low, trembly moan as my thumb played with his piercing, shifting the barbell under the thin skin.
“F-fuck yeah,” he breathed, releasing his death grip on my thighs to reach up and bury his fingers in my hair, stretching his lean body out before me. “God, I’m like, constantly hard around you, Taylor. You’re so hot. Y-your hands feel so good.”
“I love touching you,” I whispered, cheeks flushed. I’d never been a big talker during sex. Holt, on the other hand, was very chatty. I loved it.
“Nngh.” Holt’s head ground against my shoulder. “Fuck, I want your fingers in my ass. And your tongue. And your cock. And then I wanna throw your legs over my shoulders and fuck you until you come on my dick. God, I bet you sound so good getting fucked.”
I panted into his neck, my head spinning from his words and my hips straining to rub my hard cock against his back. I knew I wouldn’t be able to come again just yet after two giant orgasms in such quick succession this morning, but it still felt incredible.
“You want me to fuck you one day, Taylor?” Holt panted, fingers tightening in my hair as his hips jerked erratically into my pumping fist. “Maybe I’ll bend you over the back of the couch in the private box while the show’s on. No one will be able to see my dick pounding into you, but they’ll all know what we’re doing. They’ll get to watch you get fucked until you come in front of a whole arena full of people.”
“Holt,” I whimpered, smoothing my trembling fingers through the copious pre-cum leaking from his tip before jacking him faster. I didn’t think I’d ever actually want that, but the fantasy of it did it for me.
“You’re g-gonna make me come again.” Holt lifted his head to peer down at my hand jerking him under the sweats, a trembling moan leaving him. “Fuck. F-fuck—Wait—”
I stopped immediately as he released my hair to hurriedly shove down the sweats and push his T-shirt up to his chest, leaving his smooth stomach bare. God, I wanted to dip my tongue into his navel.
“Okay, keep going,” he panted, swallowing thickly. “K-keep going. Unngh, fuuuck…”
He started to shake as I began stroking his cock again, both of us watching my fist slide up and down his straining length. Holt’s fingers curled into my sweats, pulling the fabric hard as his hips bucked jerkily. Then his cock throbbed in my fingers, and a strained shout tore from him as he started to come.
I moaned into his shoulder, massaging his balls before extending my fingertips to press firmly into his taint. I could feel it contracting as Holt gasped for breath, writhing against me as his cock shot long lines of cum all over his stomach.
I milked one last dribble of cum from him as he shuddered and sagged heavily against me, his chest heaving with hectic breaths. His throat clicked as he swallowed, completely limp and drained on top of me.
