Desperate Addiction (Ragnar & Shura)

[Shura]

Kristopher took several deep breaths to calm himself, shivering a bit from the cold night as he clutched his trembling hands together over his chest. Trying to dampen the loud thudding beat of his own heart. Tonight would be the night, tonight he’d finally experience sex for the first time and finally be freed from the taunting of his friends who constantly reminded him how he’d never get a girlfriend. At first Kristopher had been laughing it off as a joke, but the jokes had gotten crude and hurtful lately, and it was a known fact that while Kris could befriend most girls in the school, not a single one of them would be interested in dating him.

“At least a kiss” he whispered to himself, trying to take his mind off the daunting challenge he’d experience. He’d been standing alone under the lamplight for half an hour now. Arriving early, only to consider chickening out every half minute. Every time he’d remind himself that he’d risked using his father’s bank card, and already paid the full sum of money upfront. Bailing out now was out of the question, the ad he’d chosen had promised to be discreet about the transaction, so Kris wasn’t too worried about his parents finding out. And just to make sure no one else would notice him, he’d even stolen his sister’s clothes and dressed himself up to look completely different to his usual self.

Shuffling his feet a bit in anticipation, a quick glance over at the huge clock on the other side of the street indicated he’d only have to wait five more minutes. Five more minutes before he’d finally meet ‘him.’
Blocking out the sound of drunken laughter from the pub behind him, emerald green eyes scanned for what felt like the hundredth time. His hopeful eyes accidentally meeting the eyes of a middle aged man that raised an eyebrow suspiciously at him. Only 5’2” tall, and slim for a guy his age he stood out pretty bluntly in the street occupied by much older men. If he stayed much longer someone would probably start questioning him… possibly even call an officer over to question him. And then his entire night would be ruined. He’d get in trouble with the police, his parents would yell at him, his sister would never talk to him again, and his friends would never let go of what had happened tonight.

“Come on… please” he begged quietly, glancing over at the clock once more with a desperate look, despairing over the fact that it’d only been ten seconds since he’d last checked.

 

[Ragnar]

Brad was his name and fucking was his game, well to be more precise that used to be his game, granted he still had plenty of sex but that wasn't the only part of the game anymore he was on another level of game now. When he first started out it was basically a meet and fuck service for those that needed a good pounding, the more time that went by the more he learned though and soon it became the high price service as people want more than a good pounding. Humans in particular it seemed wanted someone they could show off to others, someone beautiful or handsome in some way to make themselves look good, they wanted to be pampered and complimented before the sex began and of course everyone liked their sex a different way which was a good thing as Brad disliked doing the same thing over and over.

This latest client was looking for the usual package a nice date with a passionate end to the night, Brad would take them out to a good restaurant he knew that would give him the back table with only candlelight for some extra cash in some pockets. He would tell them how nice they looked, laugh at their jokes, make them feel wanted more than any other person in the world because that was his job. He was a powerful hybrid of human and bull, his height nearly six foot seven making it so he looked over the heads of most people, his body broad and strong rippling even underneath the clothing he wore. His clothing a black suit with a dark red tie custom made costing thousands of dollars and it was worth it because he looked good, his vehicle of choice tonight was hit solid black ferrari with the flip up doors of course. His eyes a soft blue giving him a softer look adding to his charms not that he needed it, he could make almost anyone swoon with a wicked smile and his good looks.

Upon his arrival he parked the car and stepped out, though he was not sure what his current client looked like as they had not specified that he was certain it was the young thing standing on the sidewalk looking rather nervous. Out came his brilliant smile as he strode towards them, he exuded confidence and seemed to attract attention with just his presence, his hand extending to the nervous little thing before him. "I believe that you are waiting for me" his voice so deep yet not rough it was a softness deepness that seemed to be entrancing "shall I take you out for a night that you shall never forget?" he asked in a playful tone.

 

[Shura]

Kris nearly jumped out of his skin when a deep voice suddenly spoke to him from his left just as he’d turned to look at the huge clock. A terrified look immediately taking ahold of his features as he took a step back, his back pressing up against the lamp post as he shook his head slowly, hiding his face with his hands and hoping that the man would just go away. “I’m 18” he blurted out trying to sound confident, but only succeeding in making himself look even more suspicious. While he couldn’t see with his eyes scrunched shut, he could sense a hand being outstretched towards him was actually going to grab him by the collar and drag him off to somewhere he didn’t want to go.

A second or two later Kris slowly peeked at the man from between his fingers. Wary cautious eyes reflecting with fear and shimmering with tears of despair. It was taking every bit of courage he had to not start freaking out… but when he saw the outstretched hand patiently waiting for him, Kris slowly looked up at the bull towering over him. The soft look of kindness registering in his mind before he realized the man before him now was infact the person he’d been waiting for.

His hands dropped slowly, lowering the barrier between them, the fear swiftly changing to a look of amazement. “Mr… Brad? Kris asked, his voice a bit slow and airy as his mind tried to comprehend how someone could be so big. As much as he tried, Kris couldn’t help but lower his eyes over the firm chest and muscular abs that could be noticed even with the tux. In honesty Kris had been expecting someone a bit more rough and violent looking, but it was unlikely that he had the wrong bull… and he was more than happy with what he saw so far.

“Uh, I… umm” he mumbled, trying to shove away the panic rising in his chest. “I didn’t know… I thought” he continued, trying to apologize for acting so rudely, but not able to find the right words. The only thing he could take comfort in right now was that Brad had recognized him…. Which meant his disguise was working. Figuring that a powerful man like Brad would like a young girl more than a bratty kid like him, he’d lied not only about his age, but also his gender when he’d sent the email.

Realizing how nervous he was, he took a deep breath, looking around quickly before shyly placing his hand on Brad’s still outstretched hand. “Please…” he whispered, his face going a deep red. There was no way he could look Brad in the face, so instead he kept his head hung low. Hoping that he hadn’t been too offensive.

 

[Ragnar]

It would seem that Kristy which was the name that had been given to him though who knew if that was her real name he thought to himself, was exceedingly nervous to the point where she was ready to jump out of her skin it would seem. Given his experience and what he was seeing he was guessing this was her first time ever doing something like this, he found it funny how people could grow so paranoid when they were doing something they had never done before especially when it came to things like this. She wasn't the worst at it, he remembered a woman that had been so nervous when he arrived she actually ran away instead of following through with it, honestly he didn't care because he got paid either way. Kristy was quite cute peeking through her fingers at him with tears ready to spill from them at a moment's notice, finally it seemed to set in that he wasn't here to cause trouble as Kristy hesitantly called him mister Brad which made his eyes twinkle with amusement as he hadn't ever been called mister Brad by a customer before.

He nodded to the question of who he was keeping the charming soft look upon his face as he wasn't looking to have Kristy here run off for no reason, finally she placed her hand in his whispering the softest of pleases. That face was cherry red at this point which only made her seem cuter "your wish is my command my beautiful date" his words coming out just as smoothly as before while he leaned his head down to give her hand a light kiss, he soon lead her towards his car and helped her into it before placing himself in the driver's seat. As he started the car he also spoke "is there anything in particular you would like to do tonight miss?" he asked in soft curious tone before pulling out "I have a plan but of course this is your night so if you have any and I do mean any requests I am more than happy to oblige you if I can" he said sincerely. Sometimes the customers wanted something different or they wanted something specific, it was hard to tell because everyone was different so you had to give them a chance to voice their opinions or else the entire night could go south. He wondered what drove Kristy to call someone like him, she was definitely a cute little thing, sure she wasn't a super model type but she definitely had appeal to her he thought to himself.

With the older ones it was usually sexual frustration from a partner not being good enough in bed or they just weren't getting any sex at all, those ones usually paid the best as they had their world blown due to a lack of sex without Brad even needing to try hard. He lived a wild and free life style as he could pick and choose his clients while making damn good money for doing something he enjoyed, hell something that all men enjoyed doing oh yes he had a good life indeed, tonight would be a good night for both of them probably better for Kristy than him if Brad had anything to say about it.

 

[Shura]

If Kris thought waiting for Brad made him nervous, he had no idea how to describe how he felt right now. His entire body felt warm and fuzzy despite the cold breeze drifting down the street, and he could swear everyone around him could hear the violent thudding sound in his chest. It was taking every bit of self-control he had to not slip his hand out and run off in the opposite direction. Repeatedly telling himself that Brad was only doing his job and meant nothing by the gesture. Keeping his jade eyes off the bull and trying to focus on a neon sign off in the distance. Kris had been completely unprepared for the heart grabbing words, nor the gentle kiss on the back of his hand.

“Ah!” he gasped, jerking his hand back a bit, covering his mouth with his free hand and looking around only to find nearly every head turned towards him. One of the younger men cat-calling him, while a drunken woman shouted “Get a room slut” before swigging a jug of ale down and disappearing from sight.
He honestly felt like dying , but thankfully having his disguise managed to convince him that no one would hold it against him.

“S-sorry, surprised…” he whispered quietly, keeping his head down and keeping a good distance away from the bull. He wanted to get out of here ASAP, and whether it be coincidence or understanding, Brad quickly led him away to where the Ferrari awaited them. Though Kris didn’t realize how expensive the car was until he was helped into the passenger seat.

Fidgeting nervously, it took him a few seconds to realize Brad was talking to him. It should have been a no-brainer since there was no one else in the car, but being called ‘miss’ was something even Kris with his feminine facial features wasn’t used to.
“Uh… No!” he replied a bit too enthusiastically, trying to shake the words ‘sex’ from his mind. He didn’t want to seem too eager… though he supposed it was obvious how desperate he was if he was paying someone to escort him for the night.
“I mean…. Sorry, I don’t know” he mumbled apologetically. He’d only met Brad a few moments ago and already he’d lost count of how many times he’d screwed up since their meeting.
“Sorry… I’m just not used to… this” he admitted, swallowing his pride and openly admitting that he had no experience.
"I probably should have tried someone cheaper first… but this is probably my last chance so..... sorry” he apologized feeling out of place in the posh car.

 

[Ragnar]

The young lady seemed to say sorry more than any other word so far Brad thought to himself as he listened to Kristy, it seemed like she had absolutely no idea what to do in this type of situation. Brad didn't mind that one bit he was used to it, in his experience the shy ones were quite a bit of fun too, they had this unique eroticism to them when they blushed deeply and tried to deny the pleasure that was taking over their mind. Just the thought of that had Brad wondering what kind of Kristy would make when he took her. "there is no need to apologize Kristy" he said in the same gentle tone, "you are not used to such a situation and that is understandable though deplorable at the same time" he said with a smile as he looked over to her. One large hand left the wheel "a beauty such as yourself should be showered with compliments and attention" his thumb running over Kristy's lips softly "the men around you must be blind or just stupid to let you slip through their fingers" his hand pulled away and he once more focused on the road.

"It is a mistake I shall not make in this lifetime" he said as he turned the corner, the place they were going was a well known restaurant serving up almost anything for a decent price. He stopped just outside where a valet and a line behind him waited, he handed off his keys and then helped Kristy out of the car before handing his keys off to the valet, he looped his muscled arm through her slender arm and began to walk to the front of the line not caring that there was one because he wasn't exactly a normal customer. As they reached the podium where the man with the list was waiting Brad gave him that charming smile of his and pulled out a one hundred dollar bill before placing it on the list "thanks for the usual table Alex" he said confidently before striding in with Kristy right beside him, there was no question as to who she was with on this night. They both got their fair share of looks "at least the men here seem to realize when sex appeal walks into the room" he said playfully to Kristy as he led her towards their secluded table, a wink following his comment before they arrived at their table in the back where the others could not see them candles lit upon the edges of the table giving it a wonderful ambiance.

 

[Shura]

Petrified into stillness as a large hand suddenly reached out and brushed almost affectionately against his lip. It took a fair amount of self-control to not gasp out this time, but even then he couldn’t help but let a small whimper leave him. Tormented green eyes staring uncertainly at Brad, the biggest problem being the warm shivers of pleasure the fingers caused him each time they ran over his lips, teasing and playing with him. His mind melting slowly from the repeatedly embarrassing attention Brad kept paying him.

Kris’s heart sank a bit when Brad stated his lack of experience was deplorable, but the words that followed continued to embarrass him. Hiding his flustered face once more by facing the window on the passenger side. Feeling a bit guilty for lying about his age and gender. He wasn’t sure whether he should be proud or offended by Brad’s inability to see through his disguise, a bit of makeup stolen from his mother, and a hairclip his sister had replaced where the only notable changes besides his clothing. And while Kris himself had been impressed with the makeover back home infront of the mirror. The fact that someone like Brad couldn’t see through it meant that he really was girly-guy his friends kept on telling him he was.

Kris remained as silent as he could for the rest of the journey, trying to convince himself that Brad was just repeating words from a manual. He probably said that to every girl he came across…. And yet it actually felt like he meant it. Figuring that he couldn’t hide his true gender forever, Kris figured it was better to admit the truth sooner rather than later. The advertisement had said Brad was open to both male and female customers, so hopefully he wouldn’t toss Kris out disgusted.

“I-“ he started only to be silenced by the sound of the car coming to a halt. He’d been so determined to open up a second ago, but when he saw the warm blue eyes looking over at him he couldn’t bring himself to speak up. Muttering a quick “Nevermind” before being led out of the car. The restaurant completely shocked Kris, disbelief washing away his thoughts as he looked around in awe. He felt even more out of place now than ever before in his life. The line of men and women dressed in fashionably formal attire catching his eye almost immediately. Kris himself was wearing a simple red skirt and a collared-shirt with no sleeves. There was no way he’d pass the dress code here, but Brad seemed to ignore the issue completely, hooking his arm casually around Kris. This time he hadn’t been prepared at all, and once again let out a surprised squeak. Glaring up a bit crossly at Brad as he was escorted past the line. “I really don’t think I-“

Silenced by Brad pulling out a hundred dollar bill, the man called Alex didn’t even bother to look at Kris. Instead nodding his head and letting them through as if they were regulars…. Well Brad probably was. But that wasn’t the point. Though Kris didn’t really have time to brood over that either as several heads turned towards them. As much as Kris wanted to act tough, he really didn’t feel too comfortable in the presence of so many wealthy looking people, especially the women. Several of them were shooting an unfriendly glare at him, while one of them even clicked her tongue in disapproval as they walked past.

Shrinking himself up against Brad’s side, he was undoubtedly making it difficult for the bull to walk straight, and the warmth of another man’s body pressed so closely against him, forgetting his embarrassment for just a moment and wrapping both his arms around the bull’s thick forearm. “You’re kidding right? They’re just wondering what a poorly dressed brat like me is doing here” he snapped a bit, accidentally taking out a bit of his uneasiness on the bull who seemed so laid-back and at ease.

 

[Ragnar]

Brad had more than one regular place it was necessary in his line of work to have options of every variety, each client had different tastes and if he could not satisfy them well then he took a big hit to his reputation and reputation meant a lot in his work. With Kristy pressed so close it was a tiny bit awkward to walk but not something he was unfamiliar with, though usually they were pressed that close to make a point to everyone around them that was Brad was theirs for the night so no one better try to talk to him. The snap that came from Kristy was also not surprising and he took it in stride waiting until they were away from others in the soft light of the candles "no no Kristy they were looking at you with want and jealously because you have what they do not" he smiled down at Kristy warmly "you have both the looks and the man tonight which they want". He used his free hand to brush a strand of hair from Kristy's face "eyes like emeralds and skin as soft as silk, women would kill for such things my dear" he said teasingly though as he thought about it some probably would actually kill for that, "the petite slender form is something most women would kill for as well, believe me my dear no one is thinking you are a brat".

The words flowed from his mouth perfectly and he led Kristy to the seat now pulling it out for her to sit in "hopefully the lack of their presence now will have you focusing more on me and the wonderful night that is just beginning". He might have to change things up as it seemed Kristy was not looking to be spoiled like this, pampered yes but that didn't mean the usual treatment he might have to go for something a little simpler this time around which was easy enough. "Would you like to try some wine with dinner? I know you aren't quite the drinking age yet but it just a bit of wine with dinner if you would like some" he offered as he held her chair, now they were alone for the most part just had to order and then get the food before they were completely alone which would hopefully put Kristy more at ease.

 

[Shura]

Despite having voluntarily dressed himself up as a girl, being constantly referred to as one wasn’t all that pleasant, and when Brad told him that people were looking at him out of jealousy he was very much tempted to scoff at the idea. The sweet pampered words starting to lose their magic as they started sounding more and more fake. He would have outright rejected the statement if it wasn’t for the follow up statement. Normally he would have considered Brad to be an arrogant prick, but in all honesty Kris couldn’t deny that he felt privileged to be with Brad tonight.

Reluctantly he took the seat offered to him, trying to act as lady-like as possible, holding his knee’s together wasn’t easy, but at the same time the short skirt wrapped around his waist didn’t really offer much cover for the white silken panties that he’d bravely put on. He’d literally die with shame if anyone saw him, even Brad. But his boxer briefs had peeked out of the bottom, and he couldn’t really go bare. He’d have to take the skirt off sooner or later, but he figured he’d just excuse himself and take them off in the bathroom or something when they went somewhere a bit more private.

When Brad tried to make a move for his own seat though, the bull was stopped in his tracks. A small slender hand grabbing at the sleeve of the tux, refusing to let go. “Maybe just a bit then…” he mumbled quietly, not realizing how Brad had directly told him he was faking his age. What mattered the most to Kris right now was that Brad stayed close to him. They’d been placed in a rather secluded area of the restaurant, hidden well away from any prying eyes. But even then, Kris couldn’t help but feel like a sheep that had been thrown in the den of a pack of wolves.

“D-do you have to sit so far away?” he whimpered glancing over at the seat opposite to himself. He knew he was being selfish, but he simply couldn’t feel comfortable eating at such an expensive place. The table cloth, the chair, even the light classical music flowing in the background made him feel like he’d been taken to a whole new world. A world which; judging from the earlier looks he’d gotten, wasn’t too welcoming. “Please… sir?” Kris begged, tugging lightly on Brad’s sleeve, a mixture of hope and fear swirling in his emerald green eyes.

 

[Ragnar]

Brad could tell that his flattery wasn't working as well as he hoped, reading people became second nature when your job consisted of keeping them happy, he was surprised to be stopped on his way to his seat and he looked at her looking fearful yet hopeful at the same time. He caved in that moment or at made it seem like he was, he let a small smile form on his lips "of course I don't have to, if you like I can be this close to you all night" he said in a reassuring tone before dragging the chair over to Kristy close enough to where they could lean against one another if they wished to. He sat down right next to her and then took her dainty hand in his large hand easily engulfing it in the warmth and strength of his hand, "and Kristy please call me Brad not sir or mister after all we are on a date and you don't usually call your dates sir or mister" he said in a playful tone. The experience was supposed to be pleasant yet it seemed that Kristy was still far too nervous to really enjoy herself, the people earlier seemed to have rattled her which wasn't a bit surprise "also forget about those people out there just a bunch of rich snobs that look down on every including each other" he said in a casual tone.

"Half the time they can't see what's in front of them because they are looking too far up in an attempt to look down on people, fancy clothes just make them well dressed assholes but they are assholes nonetheless" he said in a playful tone now. It was the truth though and Brad knew better than anyone, sure he had the fancy car and the expensive suit now but it wasn't always like this, it took years to get a good reputation and a solid client base like his, he had resorted to sleeping on friends couches sometimes because his lack of money. When the waiter came by Brad ask him for a bottle of red wine and to give them some time to decide what they would eat, it would give them a chance to talk and maybe get Kristy to relax a bit more, if the compliments weren't working then he would have to try a more casual approach as he had been with his last couple of comments and see if that worked.

 

[Shura]

Kris knew how difficult he was being, and he wasn’t proud of it in the slightest. It was bad enough that he was being a killjoy and ruining the mood. But apparently his selfishness wanted the spotlight for a few moments as well, and after reaching out for Brad and asking him to not move away, Kris bit his lip and reluctantly weakened his hold on the sleeve enough for the bull to break away if he tried…. Well technically the strongest grip Kris could manage would even be a challenge for someone as big and strong as Brad. But it was the feeling that counted. When he felt Brad moving away he could feel his heart sinking, his eyes falling on his lap and holding back a torrent of tears which reflected how pathetic he was. But before the tears could even sneak out over his eyelashes Brad spoke out, returning with the chair in hand, and placing it right where Kris had wanted Brad to be. The gesture was enough to immediately cause the tears to recede, now being replaced by appreciation and confusion. It really shouldn’t have been much of a surprise seeing as how Brad was being paid, but Kris had once again managed to force the thought away, his subconscious convinced that the night would be so much better if he didn’t think about technical stuff like that.
“Thank you… B… B-“ he stuttered, unable to whisper out four simple letters. His cheeks were brighter now than they’d been earlier, and while calling Brad by his name shouldn’t have been a big deal, there was a sense of friendly intimacy in the act that made Kris feel as if there was some sort of special meaning in the request.

“Brad…” he whispered inaudibly, going even redder and turning his head away completely. He wasn’t sure if Brad had super sensitive hearing, but the bull seemed to have changed the topic, a relief since silence would have crippled Kris’s courage to stay. It was sort of a mini-revelation to Kris when Brad told him about how it was inappropriate to address the bull as ‘mister’ or ‘sir.’ Kris himself hadn’t interacted with people much older than him before, and the few people he had were usually family or people wanting to be addressed as such.

“Brad…” he whispered again, a bit louder this time. The words slipping through his lips while also spreading a comfortable warmth in his chest. The pleasant rhythmical beating of his heart giving him enough courage to finally look up a bit shyly. As rude as it might have been, Kris found himself staring at the tuxedo and picture the Ferrari in his mind as Brad explained the rather unfriendly attitude of the other customers. At first wondering if Brad was one of those rich snobs.
His thoughts didn’t last that long since a moment later Kris let out a soft laugh, holding his hand over his lips and looking over at Brad with a much happier look. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to, It’s just… I didn’t expect you to call them assholes” another suppressed laugh being muffled by his hand. The ‘fakeness’ Kris had sensed earlier hadn’t been present at all in the last few sentences, and while insulting and a bit crude, Kris felt like he’d seen a more relatable side to Brad for the first time.

“I might be a bit out of place, but it’s no big deal if you’ll stay with me” he smiled, the laughter gently fading away as Kris reached out for Brad’s arm, his hand moving slowly, coming to a stiff halt a few inches away. Uncertainty making a return. “Would it be okay if I?....” Kris asked wondering if Brad would get upset if he acted to clingy.

 

[Ragnar]

While Brad had a lot of clients in his time as an escort he had to admit Kristy was probably the cutest out of all of them, usually he wouldn't think such things about his clients because they were suppose to be just clients. She was already a cute thing being so petite with eyes that really made her stand out but the nervousness she displayed really did add cuteness to her, she seemed to be questioning every action that she made and once again he wondered what would make such a nervous girl decide to call someone like him. He had to hold back a bit of laughter when she seemed so nervous that she could even say his name but he managed to not even show a bit of that on his face as he did not want to upset her anymore than she already was, seems he wouldn't have to worry much about that as she said his name in a whispering tone and she finally managed to look back up at him.

Brad nodded to her request "of course Kristy, you don't have to ask about anything you can just go for it, I promise I won't bite unless you ask me to" he said playfully before moving his arm a little closer for her now. "I have to ask and feel free to not answer of course but why did you call someone like me?" his tone curious "you are attractive in more than one way so how are the guys not lining up to be with you? just really seems like they don't have good eyes or something" it was a question and a compliment at the same time but this wasn't like before it was a real compliment not one he said to all his clients. "Flash those pretty eyes with a playful look I'm pretty sure you could have any guy doing whatever you wanted" he said with a grin upon his lips, the wine arriving as he spoke and placed on the table for them, the waiter disappearing leaving them to each other again.

With one hand he easily poured them their glasses now "it's a good wine a bit fruity though just to warn you" he preferred alcohol that didn't taste like alcohol as he honestly thought it all tasted horrible. He would have preferred a glass of soda over a glass of wine any day but that wouldn't look right to high paying clients unfortunately, he offered a glass to Kristy "try a sip and see if you like it, if not we can always get something else to drink" he said casually before sipping at his own glass, it was not a bad taste he was just used to it even after years of drinking the stuff with dinner he still didn't like the taste though.

 

[Shura]

Kris knew full well that he was acting a bit suspiciously, but even then he couldn’t help but be nervous every time Brad looked at him, those warm blue eyes of his making his heart jump with excitement each time. While he did feel a bit guilty for lying about his gender, it was also thrilling at the same time, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted Brad to figure it out or not. But one thing he could be certain of was that even if he’d openly admitted his gender, the bulls presence was enough to drive his heart crazy.

Hearing Brad’s response to his request, Kris’s hand lingered in the uncertainly. His mind too embarrassed to actually go through with it now that he had permission. His hand had faltered and was about to drop away when Brad shuffled closer to him, causing his fingertips to meets with the bull’s powerful arm. Kris couldn’t help but flinch from the contact at first, but after taking another cautious glance up at Brad’s expression, he reluctantly slid his fingertips around the arm. Pulling himself so close to Brad that he noticed a mouth-watering scent that could have been a pricey cologne, but Kris hoped it was something more natural. It wasn’t a stench he’d picked up, but more of a sweet but spicy scent that made his entire feel strangely warm. He’d always had a strong sense of smell, but never had a mere scent made him feel so good. It was so good he nearly missed Brad’s question, taking a deep breath through and feeling his lungs with the wonderful aroma.

“Bite…?” he repeated, shaking his head almost immediately, thinking dirty thoughts he knew were wrong. Clearly flustered by the comment, but even then he wouldn’t remove the hand clinging to Brad’s arm. Deciding to ignore that part, he actually had to think about the next part. Obviously ‘straight’ guys weren’t lining up to be him for an obvious reason, so the question wasn’t exactly an easy question to answer. But despite being told he didn’t need to answer, it felt wrong to keep quiet, and after a bit of thought he slowly opened his mouth. His voice barely a whisper as he forced the words out of him.

“I called you because you felt warm…” he admitted, an awfully strange statement which he slowly explained, placing his free hand over his chest, holding his pounding heart down. “The moment I saw you I wanted…. I felt a warm fuzzy feeling” he corrected, turning his eyes away with embarrassment. Truth of the matter was that he’d been so excited he’d actually slipped his hand down and made a mess in his pants, but he wasn’t bold enough to admit that to anyone.
“You were tall, strong and handsome… everything I wanted…I-“ he trailed off, clenching the hand over his chest into a fist, suppressing his emotions. Instead looking up into Brad’s eyes with his own pleading ones. Hoping with all his heart that he really could have ‘any guy’ he wanted. He couldn’t maintain the eye contact for long though and quickly lowered his gaze again. Though not wanting Brad to peek into his crimson face, Kris decided to be a bit daring, resting his head against Brad’s shoulder and rubbing his cheek against the strong arm. Accepting the glass of wine, and staring at it silently, swirling it around infront of him, before shyly taking a sip. Savoring each drop, not because it tasted good, but because it was the first physical gift Brad had given him. To be honest he was so embarrassed right now that he could barely discern a taste, but he nodded his head a bit anyway “Thank you”

 

[Ragnar]

Brad couldn't help but think that Kristy reminded him of a cat no kitten was better because kittens were cuter, he thought this as he watched he flinch from the contact with his arm which she so wanted. Yet at the same time he could see that she still wanted to touch it similar to a kitten touching something that rolled around, they wanted to see it move but had to tentatively come forward to make sure it wasn't alive before they batted at it again to make it roll, Kristy there was cute and doing the same thing he thought as she slid her fingers around his arm now. As for the smell that Kristy was smelling that was one hundred percent Brad not some cologne, it was an animal musk or scent that he naturally exuded similar to the power that seemed to exude from him, sure he was big but not all big people or hybrids gave off the same feeling that Brad did.

He was part human but he was also part animal which he embraced completely, if you tried to bottle up one side of yourself then you just end up stifling everything you are and eventually just go crazy. Now he listened to Kristy explain why she had called him, honestly the first explanation was not making much sense to Brad though he had to admit the answer was interesting, how many profiles had she looked over before she decided his was the warmest he wondered briefly before Kristy continued with her explanation. The warm fuzzy feeling made a little more sense now as Kristy also looked away quickly, from what he could tell it seemed like pure animal lust to him, she had seen him and her body just reacted to him which made her choose him over the other escorts out there. Then came the gentle nuzzling which only made Brad compare Kristy to a kitten some more, the good thing was that she definitely seemed to be opening up more to him which was a good thing for sure as he wasn't sure if he could have dealt with the overly shy and slightly upset Kristy.

"You're welcome Kristy" he said in a soft tone before bring his free hand up to wipe the smallest drop of wine from the corner of her lips, he brought that same finger to his lips sucking off the wine for her to see easily. "Shall we order our food to go along with this wine?" he asked after he was done teasing her with his open display, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he suspected that kind of move would only make her feel more embarrassed but he couldn't help it as she was adorable when she blushed and stammered out words as quickly as she could.

 

[Shura]

Still a bit nervous, but now a lot more at ease now that he was hidden from the prying eyes of the public. Never had he appreciated the presence of someone so much. The mere thought of being left alone in such a posh place terrified him, but despite the tux, Brad had shown a completely different side of him that didn’t seem so alien and intimidating. A side which Kris could relate to, though he wasn’t about to use Brad as an outlet for his discontent with others. He wanted Brad to be something special to him tonight, not just a friend who’d listen to his life’s troubles… which would probably be considered petty and trivial anyway. The musky scent also helped in significantly calming down, a strong dominant scent that not only assured him he was safe, but helped him feel as if he really did belong to Brad. His expression darkened a bit when a horrible tiny voice in his head reminded him that Brad was here for the cash, not for him. But once again the bull wouldn’t let him think such negative things for long.

Startled eyes looked up confused when Brad touched the corner of his lip. Completely clueless as to what was going on, he was pretty sure Brad wouldn’t do anything he didn’t like. But it was still too early to make such assumptions into certainties. Kris couldn’t tell what Brad had done until the bull sucked the droplet of his own finger. Confusion gradually turning into embarrassment as Kris finally realized how childish he must have looked. He might have started to relax a bit now, but that didn’t change the fact that he wasn’t completely at ease in such a place…. Or was it Brad that kept him on edge? Either way it didn’t change the fact, but despite his uneasiness he didn’t really want to leave now as much as he had earlier.

Instead he tipped his head away from Brad, swiftly snaking out his tongue and licking the spot Brad had touched, hoping that the large male wouldn’t notice. There was no way Kris could taste anything from such a single touch like that, but even then his mind played pleasant tricks on him, making him imagine a sweet savory taste.

Putting his head back on Brad’s arm so as to not seem suspicious, Kris nodded his head a bit slowly. “I’m not that hungry…” he answered, his eyes trailing down Brad’s chest and subconsciously slithering down the bull’s muscular frame until finally coming to rest on the noticeable bulge between the bulls legs. It was most likely completely flaccid right now, so Kris figure it was simply ‘that’ big. “-I think…” he added, gulping and averting his eyes from the sight. Hoping that Brad hadn’t noticed the rather lewd way in which Kris had been looking at him.

 

[Ragnar]

While Brad did not notice that Kristy licked at the spot where he touched her lips but he did notice when she looked back at him her eyes wandered down his body to a very specific spot. Brad couldn't help but grin wickedly down at the embarrassed Kristy before grasping her chin softly but firmly now making her look him in the eyes, "are you sure you aren't hungry for something?" he asked in a sensual tone his voice deepening slightly as he continued to grin down at her. "Perhaps a certain type of meat?" he asked teasingly as he leaned his head down close so they were but inches from one another "maybe beef?" his eyes alight with his lustful playfulness, he probably shouldn't be teasing Kristy like this but he couldn't help it because she was so cute. Their lips so close now that they could feel each other breathing "you'll need your strength for later Kristy that I can promise you so you have at least one thing to eat", when Brad was done with Kristy tonight she would exhausted beyond belief and wishing every night was this good.

"And I promise it will all taste good" was he talking about more than the food well he would leave that up to Kristy to decide he thought to himself before leaning in and planting a soft kiss on her lips. He let go of her chin so she could pull if she wanted to, not all the clients enjoyed being kissed some just wanted the sex nothing like kisses or caressing so he was prepared for Kristy to pull away though he honestly wasn't expecting her to do so. It was gentle but firm at the same time leaving no doubts of who would be the one controlling the relationship they had right now, Brad was always in control as was his nature and he was almost certain that aspect also appealed to Kristy who seemed to need someone to lean on.

 

[Shura]

Kris actually thought he’d gotten away unnoticed until he felt Brad’s fingers hook around her chin and force her to face him. His touch so gentle that Kris thought he could simply shake him off. While staring into each others eyes like this was something Kris craved, it was equally embarrassing, and after a few seconds Kris tried to turn his head away only to find Brad’s hold on him to be much stronger than he expected. He had no idea why Brad seemed to insist he eat something, but the sensual tone of the bulls voice sent shivers down his spine and made his instincts tingle with a animalistic tingle. “I… don’t know what I want” Kris admitted unsurely, hoping that his words would free him from the bulls hold… though at the same time he hoped Brad wouldn’t let him go at all.

With nowhere else to look, his eyes flickered down from Brad’s eyes to the bull’s lips. His flushed face maintaining its red texture as he imagine how good it’d feel to have those lips pressed against his own. If he thought hugging Brad’s arm was good, the closeness now was intoxicating. The expression in Kris’s eyes starting to melt like butter as he parted his lips subconsciously, silently giving Brad a pleading look that begged for something Kris couldn’t bring himself to ask.

He hadn’t expect his wish to be fulfilled, but a moment he felt rough lips brush against his own. A bewildered look followed by a slight gasp, realizing that his wish had come true he quickly shut his eyes, embracing the kiss with shy, but eager acceptance. Unfortunately the kiss was way too brief for Kris’s liking though, and he couldn’t help but straighten his back and lean up to maintain the contact between their lips. Green eyes fluttering open and begging Brad for more, the kiss had been amazing, a searing heat lingering on Kris’s lips even now. He quickly covered his lips with his hand, turning his head away a bit, but unable to pull himself away. He licked his lips, this time actually tasting something quite sweet tickling his taste buds.

“Will it….” He paused, unsure if his words were appropriate, but after shaking his head and turning back his head to where it’d been he continued. “Will it taste this good though?” he asked rubbing his bottom lip with the side of his forefinger.

 

[Ragnar]

Brad could see that Kristy was completely overwhelmed by the simple soft kiss that he had given her, she had kissed back but he heard the gasp when it happened and he had been trying to keep their lips connected to maintain the kiss with eyes full of a powerful want. The came the question of whether or not the food would taste as good as the kiss which did make Brad laugh softly though it wasn't a mean laugh just amused with with the question, "oh well I can't promise it will taste as good as our kisses do but you'll never know unless you try". Brad probably shouldn't do what he was going to do next but he couldn't help but want to completely overload Kristy's senses because he wanted to see her reaction, his hand now leaving her chin to trail along her cheek softly then passed her ear before slipping through the softness of her hair until his fingers were behind her head now.

There was no hesitation as he pulled her closer once again and claimed her lips with his in another kiss, this kiss however was not nearly as soft it was a firm passionate kiss that could have melted the heart of an ice queen easily. All the animal lust, passion, power seemed to come through this kiss as he dominated Kristy's lips with his own, his tongue slipping into her mouth soon enough rubbing against her tongue in a playful sensual dance as the kissed deepened more, his other hand placed on her thigh not moving upwards just lightly scratching at her fair flesh through the clothing to tease her further. The kiss lasting a good while this time as the hybrid did not break away from the kiss until they needed air, his fingers trailing away from her thigh as he broke the kiss "or we can leave now if you wish to Kristy the choice is yours" he said softly before giving her a gentle smile once again.

 

[Shura]

Kris’s mind must have still been a bit dazed by the sudden kiss as he didn’t realize just how direct and wanting his words were until Brad spoke. Ever since he’d met Brad his heart had been repeating a cycle of desire and embarrassment… no, that wasn’t quite true since he could feel his desire for large male even now despite his flushed cheeks and pounding heart. Lost in thought, he didn’t even realize how hungrily he was staring at Brad’s lips. The disappointment he felt towards how short it had been was easily eclipsed by the euphoria bubbling through his body. The thought of having Brad pulling him into a more pleasurable world later that night only serving to heighten his excitement.

Body tensing when he felt Brad’s hand snake around his head, Kris hadn’t expected it to come so soon, but realized Brad’s intentions quickly this time, not wanting to waste even a millisecond of the time on something as insignificant as surprise. He obediently parted his lips again for Brad, slipping the tip of his tongue out past his lips just a little bit in hopes that Brad would reward him with something much deeper and meaningful than a simple peck on the lips.

Folding his arms and resting his palms on Brads chest as the bull leaned down to meet his lips, Kris couldn’t help but moan out happily when he felt Brad willingly slip himself in, the thick juicy tongue wasting no time in tasting Kris’s insides, while he was completely inexperienced in things like this, he tried his best to combat the intrusion with his own tongue, gently nudging the underside of Brad’s, sucking and tasting the warm leathery feeling with unquestioned enthusiasm. Even when his vision began to blur and darken around the edges Kris didn’t complain. He didn’t even notice how empty his lungs were until the kiss was broken. The intake of air felt like a punch to the chest, breathing loudly like someone who’d just broken the surface after being held under the water against their will. Kris couldn’t even support his own body anymore, collapsing against Brad weakly and trying to catch his breath as fast as he could.

Brad’s wandering hand had made a different part of his body react. A painful hardness being contained from sight just barely by the tightness of the white frilled undergarment he’d ‘borrowed’ from his sister. He probably should have been worried at how close Brad had been to finding out, but his mind had been subjugated past the point of caring, and straight to the point where he couldn’t think coherently. Craving nothing but the pleasure that the bull could fill him with. Eventually though he managed to catch his breath, nodding his head once slowly before shaking it from side to side. His forehead brushing against Brad’s clothing with each movement. “Not yet… just a bit longer please?” he pleaded inbetween his gasps for air. As appealing as the offer sounded, Kris wanted to enjoy the afterglow he felt from the kiss just a bit longer.

Gathering enough of his mind back to figure they couldn’t just sit together here forever without paying for something, Kris tore his eyes off Brad and towards the opened menu. Scanning it from top to bottom before managing to whisper out his order to Brad. “Ice cream… vanilla”
Ordering a desert probably was a bit inappropriate, but after the heated kiss, Kris really needed something to cool him down.

 

[Ragnar]

Brad was also sporting a hardness though his was not nearly as hidden as Kristy's, his was a bit too big to be hiding even with baggy clothing it was doubtful that he would be able to hide it even semi hard like it was now. Being a bull hybrid he got lucky with his sizable endowment which topped out at a solid sixteen inches with a thickness that would stretch his partners nicely, thought right now it was probably only at about ten and it was far from being painful soon enough he would calm down and be back to a flaccid state. "Of course there is no need to rush things Kristy it is all up to you when we go" he said sincerely, he wouldn't rush Kristy even if he teased her with kisses and touches he knew she would eventually make the choice to do more, he could see it early on that she wouldn't be able to resist him even if she wanted to. Her mind seemed to be overcome with the animal attraction between the two of them, she could try to resist mentally but her body knew what it wanted and it would not be denied forever, the choice of ice cream was an amusing to Brad.

"Alright Ice cream it is" he waved the waiter over "vanilla for her and strawberry for myself" the waiter nodded and left to fetch their ice cream, "I prefer something more than vanilla" he said in a playful tone which hinted that he was talking about more than ice cream. "So Kristy tell me will I be your first?" he asked curiously, he suspected he would be the first but he couldn't be one hundred percent sure "you don't have to answer the question if you do not wish to, I just prefer to know for sure so I don't move too quickly and ruin the experience" he said softly. "That is one thing I never want to do" his voice gentle as he smiled at Kristy, Brad would make this a night that Kristy would never forget for the rest of her life, he would take a different approach if she were a virgin because usually those that called him were not and they wanted a night of wild hard sex but a virgin couldn't exactly do that right away not without a lot of pain and that was something he didn't want Kristy to feel.

 

[Shura]

Kris didn’t really understand what Brad meant at first despite the tone of voice, rocking his head to the side and glancing up at Brad curiously, wondering why Brad felt he needed to explain his preference in ice cream. The follow up question though was too blunt to interpret any other way, at first Kris jerked away, but not wanting to seem rude he buried his face against Brad’s chest. Refusing to look the man in the face now as Kris was certain that his expression right now was something he didn’t want Brad to see. He couldn’t even find his voice. Staying still for a few seconds before slowly nodding his head to indicate that he was indeed inexperienced.

The waiter didn’t take too long to return with their order, and Kris could clearly sense someone standing nearby and setting something down on the table. Normally he would have pulled away and offered an excuse or two to explain that things weren’t as they looked. But tonight was a special night, and he wanted to stay as close to Brad as possible. It wasn’t until the waiter left that Kris finally spoke, his voice a bit muffled as he hadn’t lifted himself off Brad yet. “You couldn’t ruin tonight even if you tried” Kris mumbled, trying to keep as calm as possible. The promise of sex was the main thing he’d come for, and he didn’t want to seem too bashful and let his chance slip…. But it wasn’t easy talking to someone about how inexperienced he was. “You don’t have to be gentle if you don’t want to though… I…. I want you to enjoy my b-body too” he stuttered forcing the words out. His face felt so hot now that he could feel a bead of sweat trickle down behind his ear. His body trembling a bit nervously at the thought and possibilities. Obviously Kris wanted his first time to feel amazing. But… Kris wanted Brad to enjoy himself too. It was the least Kris could do for buying Brad’s time with cash, he knew it’d be impossible to compete with other ‘customers’ Brad would have had, and he also knew that Brad would probably completely forget about him tomorrow. But even then Kris wanted to leave an impression, no matter how small.

 

[Ragnar]

There went Kristy becoming so embarrassed that she actually buried her face into his chest which was a bit surprising but he made no move to push her away he just smiled waiting for her to look at him again. The nod confirmed that this was going to be the first time that Kristy ever had sex, Kristy was naive if she believed that he couldn't ruin the night, pain could completely destroy a mood and make someone regret the choice to have sex completely but he was going to upset Kristy by telling her such a thing. Then came the confession that she didn't mind if he wasn't gentle as she wanted him to enjoy her body as well which was a big surprise because most of the time the clients didn't give a damn about his pleasure they just cared about their own, he smiled at her gently once more before brushing his fingers through her hair lightly "believe me I won't be gentle the whole time" he said playfully. "Just in the beginning to make sure I don't hurt you as every second of the experience should be wonderful for you" he said in a sincere tone before giving her forehead a soft kiss.

"And thank you for caring about my pleasure as well, it is not often that someone cares about my pleasure during the sex, I think two people enjoying each others pleasure can heighten the experience to levels most never get to explore" the words truthful and sensual at the same time making a potent combination. "Now you have to come away from my chest or else your ice cream is going to melt little one" he said it softly before grabbing up a spoon and scooping up some vanilla ice cream into the spoon "here have a taste I'm sure it will be very good" he said encouragingly. He would have his own ice cream when he was sure that Kristy would actually eat hers instead of just leaving it to melt while she continued to look at him nervously.

 

[Shura]

Feeling his face steaming with embarrassment, he’d never been so humiliated in his life. Obviously it wasn’t the first time he’d spoken to someone about sex, but every other time had been in the presence of a close friend; joking casually about what could be, or what one of his friends had experienced. For starters Kris had always been sure he’d be on the giving end of thing, and the thought was enough to stir a bit of hesitance in his mind. But after inhaling the strong musky scent around him, he assured himself that having his body claimed by Brad was exactly what he wanted.

To be honest, Kris wasn’t all too fussy about things like mood. Kris was determined to have the bull fill him with spunk tonight regardless of the mood. In fact he was prepared and actually looking forward to a bit of pain and bruising so that he could convince himself it hadn’t all been a dream when the sun came up tomorrow.

Hearing that not many people cared about Brad’s pleasure, Kris looked up suddenly, his face still flushed, but a stern look of determination in his eyes as he fervently shook his head. “I’m not like that” he stated childishly, looking a bit saddened and offended that Brad had been thinking of him that way up until now. He didn’t know about the bull’s other customers, but Kris wanted more than sweet empty words. Even if the moment was fleeting and spurred on by a wad of cash, he still wanted Brad to enjoy his body. The thought that his inexperience would lead to Brad getting bored and thinking of him as a unpleasant chore scared him more than anything.

As much as he wanted to pursue the issue, Kris reluctantly turned his head to glare ruefully at the glass of icecream, silently wishing that he’d ordered something that’d take more time to make, his frown however slowly turned into a mischievous smile, an idea sneaking into his head though it’d have to wait a bit longer. Wrapping his hands around Brad’s wrist to hold the offering hand in place, Kris leaned up slowly and slipped his tongue under silverware, guiding the spoon into his mouth carefully before bringing his lip down and taking the icecream, swallowing it quickly.

“You said you’d be happy to do something if I requested it right?” Kris asked a bit shyly. Keeping his hands on Brad’s wrist in a feeble attempt to prevent Brad from grabbing another spoonful. “Could you feed me?” Kris asked, staring straight into Brad’s eyes, the green eyes that looked up were clearly embarrassed, but the request seemed to be something Kris wanted badly enough to endure the shame of asking. “… Without this” he added using one hand to grab ahold of the tip of the spoon, trying to pull it away from Brad, going so far as to drop the spoon intentionally on the floor if he succeeded"

 

[Ragnar]

Brad nodded as Kristy said that she wasn't like that "I know that now Kristy which makes you a wonderful date" he said in a sincere tone before giving her another one of his gentle smiles. He could see that Kristy would have rather been focusing on him instead of the ice cream but she took his wrist and while it probably wasn't intentional the way she used her tongue to bring the spoon into her mouth was a bit sexual to him but that might just be because he knew what they would be doing soon enough so he said nothing of it. He nodded at the question of him doing something that she requested and before he knew it she was pulling the spoon from his fingers and she was asking him to feed her without the use of said spoon which was dropped to the floor now "Yes I will Kristy" before he went to do that though he grinned at her and leaned in for another quick kiss.

He teased her with a soft kiss and his tongue dragged along her lips almost as if it were going to slip in yet before it would he pulled away with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. It wasn't everyday that you fed someone ice cream with their fingers he thought to himself as he dipped two of his fingers into the vanilla ice cream which was cold on his fingers but not too cold, he scooped it up a bit and now held his fingers out for Kristy "is this how you meant? or did you want me to eat some myself and give it to you like this?". He didn't wait for an answer instead he claimed her lips with his in a deep passion filled kiss that would probably have her head spinning, his tongue actually slipping into her mouth this time to dance with hers sensually before he broke the kiss just as quickly and offered the ice cream to her from his fingers as if nothing had happened.

"Either way is fine with me" his voice playful as he offered her two choices and he could just imagined her brain overheating as she decided how she wanted him to give her the ice cream, that wicked side of him coming out as he teased her. He enjoyed teasing quite a bit and in the bedroom it would be much worse as he loved to hear the heightened cries of pleasure and then the whines that followed after when they were so close to orgasmic bliss only to be denied as he stopped them from cumming and then he blew their mind with more pleasure than they thought possible.

 

[Shura]

Kris immediately regretted making the request, thinking that he’d stay way too far out of line, his mind only snapping back to reality when the spoon fell on the expensive carpet with a soft thud. His first instinct was to apologize and retract the request, but despite his intentions his body refused to obey him, refusing to let his voice make any noise at all, when he finally did manage to make some noise it wasn’t an apology or complaint, but a soft whimper of pleasure. Tipping his head back and parting his lips in hope of another wild kiss. The kiss however was fleeting and the disappointment was obvious in Kris’s eyes. Pleading puppy dog eyes ready to anything to be allowed its bone, the teasing kiss had completely swept away his embarrassment and thoughts away, and it wasn’t he saw the ice cream coated fingers that he remembered just what he asked for.

Leaning forward and craning his neck forward like an animal trying to reach for a fruit hanging off a low branch, Kris’s hands were placed carefully on Brad’s thigh, politely placed over one another and in a way that didn’t feel too touchy. He was about to go in for a ‘taste’ when Brad’s lips intercepted him, mewling a soft “Uh” before closing his eyes and accepting the kiss, feeling that wonderful slick leathery tongue invade his oral passage once more, his entire body was trembling with an amazing sense of pleasure from a mere kiss, his imagination living out it’s fantasy while his heated body was rewarded with a sensation that had been put off for far too long. He eagerly sucked and flirted with the invasive tongue, welcoming it with enthusiasm and running along both sides and bottom, getting a bit greedy and tasting Brad’s tasteless saliva that was a far better reward than any dairy product a five star restaurant could offer.

Blinking with surprise, Kris looked over at the coated hands and then at Brad’s lips. Wanting nothing more than Brad’s lips, but also wanting to practice with the bull’s fingers. He’d already received a rather heated reward upfront, so this time it was his turn to return the favor. “Do I have to choose?” he whispered shyly, unable to take one over the other. Submissive green eyes deep into the bull’s eyes, pleading, thanking and promising him that the owner of the eyes would accept anything Brad told him to do. He shyly opened his mouth and quickly ran his slick tongue over his lips, coating them in a mixture of Brad and his own saliva before sticking out his tongue and leaning forward, trying to take the fingertips between his lips only to fail the first time and accidentally bump the cream coated finger against his lower lip. The cream rubbing against his chin and drooping down a bit. Ashamed of his failure, but not willing to stop, they green eyes continued to plead with him for pleasure. A soft small tongue curling beneath the bull’s fingers and lapping the cream up gently like a kitten drinking a bowl of milk for the first time. Each time he retracted his tongue to collect the savory ice cream he inhaled and exhaled a burning hot burst of air that flowed over Brad’s hand.

Cleaning the first finger, Kris moved to the second, this time wrapping his lips completely around the tip sucking cutely for a moment before pushing forward, actually standing up off his chair so that he could slide his lips over, and allow Brad’s fingers to enter deeper inside him. Sucking lightly while his tongue circled around the digit scooping up as much as it could, intensively going over the same spot several times before reluctantly pulling away and moving on to the next finger.