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Stan bit his lip until he tasted blood to keep from
groaning. Each swipe of Yuri's tongue against his skin sent tentacles of lust
wrapping around Stan's body at a rate of speed that he could barely contain.
His entire body thrummed.
He was conscious of every spot
Yuri caressed with his tongue. He was just
grateful he was pressed down on his stomach on the mattress. If he turned
over, there would be no way deny proof of his arousal. His dick probably had
zipper marks on it already.
He wanted to turn over so much and beg Yuri to take him.
And he'd have no problem begging. The man was built like a Greek god. Stan
could imagine all manner of things to do to him, each one of them naughtier
than the last.
Still, if the man didn't stop licking him, Stan was
going to embarrass himself. His cock was already leaking copious amounts of
pre-cum. He was actually kind of surprised Yuri couldn't smell his arousal.
"Hey," he cried out when Yuri reached underneath him. A
moment later his pants were yanked down to his knees. Stan's face flushed with
heat as his arousal took a nose dive. He could just imagine the bubble butt
Yuri was looking at. "Yuri—"
Yuri's hand landed on his ass cheek. "Just hold still."
Stan was going to die.
He gripped the coarse material
of the mattress in his hands and spread his legs wider when Yuri moved and
settled between his legs. He could feel Yuri's tongue move along his lower
back down over the curve of his ass.
Did he have injuries there?
Stan shit right back up and he
almost cried out in protest when Yuri moved beyond his ass and started licking
around the bottoms of his thighs. Each touch of Yuri's lips on his skin made
him tremble.
"Yuri," he whimpered as he
tilted his ass up and glanced over his shoulder. The invitation was clear even
for a blind man.
A hot ache grew in the back of
Stan's throat as Yuri raised his head and looked up at him. His cheeks colored
under the heat of the man's intense gaze. His heart took a perilous leap at
the deep need he could see in the dark depths of Yuri's eyes.
"Yuri," Stan said as he held
out a hand to the man.
Yuri moved up the mattress
until his body covered Stan's from head to toe and then some. He grabbed
Stan's jaw and held him in place as he covered Stan's with a hungry intensity
that sent his senses flying. It was surprising gentle for all of its
furiousness. Yuri moved his mouth over Stan's, devouring, demanding a response
that Stan gladly gave.
He grunted when Yuri pulled
him roughly, almost violently, to his hands and knees. He felt his body
molding to the hard contours of Yuri's body as if they were made to go
together. Yuri's hands were everywhere, moving along Stan's body and leaving a
scorching fire behind. Stan felt his blood surge from his fingertips to his
toes.
His heart thudded noisily
within him.
Yuri's hand moved down between
Stan's thighs, his fingers brushing against Stan's puckered entrance. He
almost cried out in denial when Yuri stopped.
Why would he stop?
Stan's pulse beat out a rapid
beat when he heard the unmistakable sound of a lube packet being torn open. He
grinned and buried his face in his arms as he spread his thighs even further
apart.
The next time Yuri's fingers
moved over him, Stan lifted his hips. Yuri's touch was light and painfully
teasing as he pressed one slick finger into the sensitive hole, sending
currents of desire through Stan.
"Oh yes, yes," Stan groaned
when a second one slid into his tight hole. Yuri scissors them back and forth
for several moments. Stan's body instinctively arching toward Yuri as he felt
another finger push into him.
Stan gripped the mattress.
"Please, now, Yuri," Stan
pleaded.
He gasped as Yuri pulled his
fingers free and lowered his body over his. Yuri's eyes stared into his. Stan
inhaled softly when he felt Yuri's thick cock start to slowly push into him.
Time stood still, the world
around then disappearing. Stan held his breath as he was slowly impaled on the
thickest, longest cock he ever remembered having, not that he had that many,
but damn.
Finally, Yuri seemed to be in
all of the way. Stan grew worried when Yuri stilled. He glanced over his
shoulder in to look at the man, but Yuri's eyes were closed. He face looked
agonized as if he were in pain.
"Yuri?" he murmured.
Yuri's eyes opened and Stan
gasped. They were bright shining red, the darkness totally gone.
Stan worried that something
was wrong until Yuri growled and grabbed his hip, lifting Stan's back end off
the mattress. There was no slow loving or gentle movements. One moment Yuri
seemed frozen in place, the next he pounded into Stan like he had suddenly
been released from his paralysis.
Stan could barely catch his
breath when he was suddenly flipped over and Yuri drove back into him. His
entire body hummed with the need for release. Every time Yuri looked at him,
Stan's heart turned over in response. The desire burning in Yuri's gaze blazed
red hot, and it was all for him.
Stan groaned and tilted his
head to one side, baring his throat to Yuri. He felt Yuri's hands tighten on
him just as sharp fangs sank into his body. The sweet pull of Yuri's mouth
matched the thrust of the man's cock.
Stan was overwhelmed in
moments, the twin sensations racing through his body. He started panting
heavily, unable to catch his breath. Stan clenched his hands in Yuri's long
black hair and sank his teeth into the skin right above Yuri's heart. The
blood that filled his mouth sank into his cells, wrapping around his soul.
His entire body seized as the
lust burning in his body exploded in a fiery haze of sensation. Stan extracted
his fangs, tossed his head back, and cried out as cum shot from his cock.
He heard a loud roar above him
and felt a throbbing in his ass as Yuri released inside of him. The man's
fangs remained in Stan's throat as his body collapsed down on top of him. Stan
just wrapped his arms around Yuri and rubbed his hands up and down his naked
back.
He could feel Yuri's heavy
breathing, feel the slow gradual lessoning of Yuri's drinking. When Yuri
extracted his fangs and licked at the bite wound, Stan almost cried out in
protest.
"We need to get going."
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