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Richard loved the sound of Zelaz’s voice and being called love made him shiver. He was trembling as he hurried upstairs, his fingers fumbling on the knob to open his bedroom door. He let out a surprised squeak as he saw the room had been transformed just like the foyer of the house had been.
Candles lined the windows and his nightstand, and his ratty flannel sheets had been replaced by lush red satin ones. Rose petals made a path from the doorway to the bed, and he swore the bed was bigger than it was before.
“Holy shit.”
Richard made short work of his clothing as he hurried into the attached bathroom. He stuffed his laundry into the hamper and then grabbed a washcloth from the basket in the shower. He ran it under the faucet and then scrubbed it down over his body, hastily wiping away any evidence of his earlier activities.
He brushed his teeth, sprayed on cologne, and headed to bed.
Richard slid under the sheets, moaning at the smooth satin sliding against his bare skin. His cock was fully hard as he rolled onto his side, facing the wall. He carefully scooted back to position his ass so it was hanging over the edge of the bed, and he blushed furiously.
God, he couldn’t believe this was really happening.
At first, there was only silence.
Richard could hear the throb of his own heart as he strained to listen for Zelaz coming up the stairs. Enough time had passed that now he was wondering if he’d imagined the hot exchange downstairs.
But then there was a creak.
It was coming from underneath the bed.
There was a shift of movement, and something teased over the curve of Richard’s ass cheek.
“Oh fuck,” Richard breathed, jumping in surprise. He had no idea how Zelaz had gotten under his bed or done any of the other fantastic things he’d done tonight, and he was so excited to see what Zelaz would do next.
He was able to identify what was touching him as a tongue, hot and slick and eerily long. It slid along the bottom of Richard’s ass and then across the fullness of his cheek before gliding right between them. The tip sought out his asshole with pinpoint accuracy, and Zelaz growled low.
“Fucking hell.” Richard moaned brokenly, his heart pounding faster. He strained his neck trying to look back over his shoulder, but he couldn’t see Zelaz. He could feel his tongue and one of Zelaz’s hands as it caressed his hip to gently hold him in place.
Zelaz’s hand was so large that while it remained on Richard’s hip, his thumb was able to dip down to spread Richard’s cheek so he could lick at his hole more eagerly.
“Fuck!” Richard squirmed and kicked his feet, gasping as Zelaz’s inhumanly long tongue pushed inside of him. “Holy shit, this is actually happening.”
Zelaz chuckled, retracting his tongue only long enough to rumble, “Yes, it is.”
Richard groaned as Zelaz’s tongue thrust right back in, and Zelaz’s strong hands squeezed his hips. The tip of his tongue was pushing slow and steady at first, but soon plunged deeper and harder. It was fucking Richard’s ass faster and then Zelaz had his whole face smashed between Richard’s cheeks.
The prick of Zelaz’s tusks against his tender skin was shockingly hot, and Richard’s cock was throbbing. It was a stark reminder that at this moment there was literally a monster under his bed. He grabbed his pillow tight, crying out, “Fuck, Z-Zelaz!”
Zelaz rose up from the floor, rolling Richard flat on his stomach as he continued to devour his ass. His thick fingers spread Richard’s cheeks as he fucked his hole with firm thrusts, grunting as he ate him out better than anyone ever had before.
“Sweet fuckin’ Christ on a cracker!” Richard loved how Zelaz manhandled him just how he’d always wanted to be, and he grinded his cock down into the bed. “Yes, fuck! Fuckin’ eat that ass!”
Zelaz let out a low groan, a feral sound that sent a shiver right up Richard’s spine. He kept fucking Richard’s hole and his tongue was amazingly dexterous, curling and twisting this way and that until Richard’s toes were clawing at the sheets.
“Fucking fuck! How is that your tongue?” Richard slapped his pillow, fighting to grind back on Zelaz’s face. “Mm, just how big is your damn cock?”
Zelaz couldn’t actually answer since his mouth was full, but it sort of sounded like he was laughing.
Richard gasped when Zelaz grabbed his hips, pulling him up onto his knees and encouraging him to move. “Oh shit balls!” He moaned and rocked back desperately on that thick tongue, and just this was already better than his earlier date.
The pleasure was undeniable, fantastic, and heated unlike anything Richard had ever felt…
And then it was stopping
Wait, no, why was it stopping?
“Um, excuse the fuck out of me?” Richard squeaked. “Hello?”
