Bound [Sethron and Sigr]

[Sigr]

"Ow!" Ezer felt the sting of Navie's teeth, the dragonkin hungry for him and him alone. His ruby eyes looked at him, the fire slowly dissipating into his usual cold blue, the licking of his tongue cleaning his thigh of what he had done, and also himself of second thoughts. It seemed that Navie cared for him, to the point of hurting him if needed be, or maybe he was ready to hurt him in his hunger for punishment. Either way, Ezer felt wanted, desired, blood flowing to his cock again, engorging and soon pushed down back in Navie. "Five" Ezer said with a sly smile, getting hold of the dragon's head and pushing his hips in, planting himself into his throat until Navie's nose was against his lower belly, balls chiming against his chin. Ezer pulled back to the tip, then in again, hurrying faster and faster, pushing his meat inside. He wanted pleasure, he wanted to get him out of that pretty thing despite everything, he wanted to quench that fire inside him.

"Hrm, not enough" he grunted, releasing a thoroughly slobbered cock from his insides, and taking both of them to a rock sticking out of what once was a building, good enough for Ezer to sit on it. "Come here" he said, handling Navie without waiting to comply, his left hand opening his mouth, leaving the thumb it, his right pushing the cock in. It was more comfortable, and he had better leverage to pump himself in and out of that warm hole. "I'm close, get ready" he grunted, pushing himself up to the base in the moment of the climax then squeezing his thighs close, trapping Navie's head there, choking on his spewing cock until he was done. Shakes and shivers made Ezer tremble as he exploded inside Navie, each act of brutality pushing the beast further away from the surface.

"Good, good" he nodded, releasing Navie from the grasp of his legs. "But I'm not done..." he helped Navie to stand still, and got up in front of him. Both his hands were groping at his ass through the clothing, enjoying that meaty bun. "I want to see you naked, you have seen plenty already" he explained, removing his clothes, standing there bare, his cock still hard and drooling shiny. "Go on, I've shown myself to you" Ezer said, unwittingly admitting more than he wanted. "Now it's your turn" he nodded, reassuringly.

 

[Sethron]

Ezer's cock hardened next to Navie's cheek, the dragonkin's lips pressed to skin tentatively, before that word came out of the larger male's lips like a proposal. A number had no right to sound so appealing. His head was wrested around, Ezer's hips adjusting to press his cock into his mouth. It slid across Navie's tongue, and those purple eyes glittered with tears of discomfort as it forced its way down into his throat until his nose was nestled up against the flesh of his pelvis. He dragged claws across Ezer's hips, leaving gentle red welts but not digging in. Ezer pulled back, giving Navie a groaning gasp before pulling him back down again.

This pain was minor compared to the other night, just enough to trigger that memory of lust and need and twist him. Ezer fucked his face for what, to Navie, stretched an eternity and drove him quite mad, making his purple eyes roll and his lashes flutter. Then he pulled back, and Navie's eyes went wide and on him again, looking terrified that he had failed in some way again, before Ezer pulled him to his feet and walked him to a different place. His insecurity soon subsided as the growl left the warrior's lips and he was yanked again to his knees, long tail swinging up behind him as he fell to a kneeling position, hands hitting the bare floor.

Fingers gripped his chin, thumb pushing past his sore lower lip and pinning his tongue. Navie was guided to look up at him obediently, his eyes half-lidded and unfocused, staring up at the warrior while he stuffed his cock back into his waiting hole. On his hands and knees, Ezer's fingers held him in place as he thrust into his face, bruising his lips against his pelvis, dipping into his throat and cutting off his whimpers and moans with each motion, until he pinned the dragon to the base of his cock and squeezed his cute cheeks between his thighs. Navie felt his cock twitch in his throat, felt it throb and expand slightly before it dumped its seed straight down toward his stomach, giving him little option but to drink it.

He finally pulled back, painting the last of his cum across the dragonkin's tongue and leaving Navie coughing and gasping for air. Even so, he pulled him up, against his body, holding him there as his hands roughly groped his soft ass.

Naked. Get naked.

He licked his sore lips, blushing and closing his eyes. He pulled the tunic up and over his head, dropping it to the side. His upper body was slender, smooth, flaring into girlish hips and the ass that had been Ezer's preferred gripping point. He reached back to untie the sash keeping his pants up, holding it up as he kicked his boots from his clawed feet. "Uh... mn..." He took a deep breath, the blush spreading all the way down to his neck.

 

[Sigr]

Ezer followed every move, every gesture that lead to his disrobing and matched on his own, getting rid of his clothes sooner than the fidgeting Navie did. That slender body was driving him mad, specially when he was still so soft and plump to the touch. Those wide hips would be the end of anyone with good taste and since they were complimented by such an ass, they looked almost made to be pounded, almost asking for it. But that was it, it was just almost. "I think that for all your knowledge, there are nuances of the language that escape you" Ezer said, his hands wandering up Navie's back until they circled to the front. Ezer didn't caress or cup, grace or fiddle with Navie's torso, he directly and without warning took hold of his nipples, pinching them hard. "Naked means naked" he twisted them. "Bare. No secrets" Ezer leaned in, taking one of the nipples and sucking it hard enough to leave a mark, grazing it with his teeth afterwards.

"Go, do it" he ordered, sitting back on the rock, pumping his own cock slowly like he was just passing time. "The faster you get naked, the sooner I'll be able to play with you instead of me" Ezer's handling of his prick wasn't for pleasure, it was just for show. His movements deliberate, slowly brushing his skin, applying the pressure needed to make it look more enticing, bigger, fuller. Navie's drool made it shine, the movements sounding obscenely wet. "You don't want to make me cum myself, or I'll miss your ass" he said, as if he was doing Navie a favor. Ezer took his hand, slippery and wet to his mouth, sucking Navie's drool from it and adding his own. "I know you want my hand in there, I could feel it" he said, his patience running thinner and thinner.

 

[Sethron]

Navie squealed softly in response to the pinching fingers, his hands clutching the garment to him more out of instinct than desire to disobey then. Ezer's mouth leaned down and his teeth scraped skin, his lips tightening around Navie's nipple until it turned red under the abrasion. It took some significant amount of effort, considering the dragonkin's resilience, and when Ezer pulled away, the mark was disappointingly short lived. The warrior sat down on the rock and lewdly pumped his member while he stared at Navie with cold blue eyes. The boy blushed wildly.

His words were like poison, slowly drugging the violet-haired boy and willing his resolve away. Navie fought between that obedient instinct and his embarrasssment for a long few minutes before his claws released the cloth. His eyes closed so he didn't have to observe Ezer's expression, he bit his lower lip and the loose silky cloth slid to a puddle around his feet, leaving him naked. No underwear beneath, nothing at all.

He was standing marginally facing his side to Ezer at the moment, giving him a profile view of the curve of his ass and the length of his cock, which was pretty average. He shifted nervously, tail sweeping the bare floor obviously with the urge to conceal himself from view, but he didn't. He brought his clawed hands up to his hair and tangled them in the mess of curls to avoid hiding himself with them, too.

 

[Sigr]

Ezer devoured the view, his eyes resting on every curve of his ass cheeks, the shape of his thighs, how Navie's cock dangled, everything. The dragonkin may had his eyes closed, but he still would hear him come close. The soldier hugged Navie close, what in other situation would be a gesture of affection here was a lewd joining of naked and excited bodies, a gratitude for an intimacy shared by force, almost a mockery of what an embrace should mean, and yet it felt honest. Ezer wanted Navie to be there, to be naked, to be close, and he liked him for it, but that didn't change how they ended up like that, nor how would he treat him. Without shifting position, since Ezer had hugged him while in profile, all he had to do was to lower his arms to get what he wanted.

Ezer's left hand dodged the tail and wandered to Navie's ass, firmly landing on one of the cheeks, grabbing and groping himself a handful of pale meat. His right hand went to the dragonkin's groin, cupping his balls, playing and fondling those small spheres. If Navie opened his eyes and looked upwards would see those blue eyes, those lonely pools, seeking to drown him on them so he wouldn't be alone anymore. His right hand moved upwards, taking hold of that cock and pumping on it as if it was his own, shifting the strength of his grasp to keep Navie wondering, unsure. His left hand left the fleshy mountains to wander into the valley of his backside, the middle finger finding his hole and toying with it, circling it until it finally went inside.

Navie trembled under his attention, trapped between his arms. The finger on his backside rubbing him forward, making him drool, the hand on the front pacing him towards an orgasm that never arrived. Ezer stopped his advances, or pinched Navie, every time he felt he was getting close. Over and over and over again. After the third time he didn't let him cum, Ezer finally talked, his voice definitely excited. "I told you that you were going to beg, right?" he reminded him. "You know what to do if you want me to make you cum. Say please" Ezer stated clearly. "If not, I can keep doing this" he said, another rub of that calloused finger against the prostate, another circling of that fat thumb against the tip of his cock. Navie moaned and shivered, then groaned and grunted every time Ezer stopped, taking away what he so freely seemed to give. The ass clenched, almost sucking him in, asking for more. The cock throbbed, Navie's hips moving against Ezer's hand in a chase for pleasure. But the release never came, as Ezer wanted to hear Navie beg for it.

 

[Sethron]

Navie could practically feel those blue eyes on him as Ezer stared, and that blush just got darker and darker. The man stood up, and sharp ears heard him, Navie shifting nervously from one foot to the other as he approached until he was pulled up against hot, hard, naked flesh. The throbbing curve of Ezer's wet prick pressed against his soft skin as his fingers explored him, and Navie squeaked softly.

It didn't take long for his hands to slide down. The feeling of them on his ass sent shivers up and down his spine, memories of the night gone by racing in his head. Fingers grasped his smooth sack and fondled it, before wandering to the length of his cock and squeezing, eliciting a gasp. Navie turned his head and glanced at the blue eyes focused on him as he ehaled wet pants of breath, but the way they stared at him made his embarrassment knot in his stomach. He pressed his face to the hard muscles of Ezer's chest just in time for his finger to penetrate him.

Oh god.

Compared to what he thought it would feel like, Ezer's finger didn't hurt at all. Nothing like his tongue the other night, or, god forbid, his huge dick. It found, without error, the most sensitive spot inside of him and stroked. Navie practically screamed against his skin. His body shifted to standing on his toes. His claws slid down and pressed to Ezer's chest and the forearm of the hand jerking him off. He moaned and panted. He was tortured to the point of shivering, to the point of nearly collapsing on the warrior, before Ezer made it clear what he wanted.

He bit his lower lip, unburying his face to look up at Ezer's. He shuddered and moaned wantonly, his tongue lolling over his lower teeth like a needy animal as his jaw opened with another near-climax. "Pl-please... I-I'm... I need..." He blushed brightly, before whispering, "to.. cum.."

 

[Sigr]

With Navie finally surrendering himself, Ezer doubled his efforts, as his finger attacked the prostate without mercy, his right hand furiously rubbing that throbbing cock, caressing its head without end. Navie was looking at him, without reservation, without shame, showing his all and enjoying it. Ezer leaned in, catching that lolling tongue in his own mouth and sucking, nibbling at it while he pushed Navie into the climax he had been denying of him. The dragonkin trembled and shook in his arms, he felt his hole twitching around his finger, his prick exploding into his hand, dribbling part of his seen on his fingers. Once he had stopped quaking, Ezer let his sensitive spots go, his left hand used to hold his quivering body standing. The right took to Navie's gasping mouth, feeding him the milky traces of his own orgasm, forcing him to lick his hand clean.

"I like you like that" Ezer whispered. "Accepting. Welcoming. Weak" he summed up, seeing his state as one fitting for him, but still undesirable for oneself. He couldn't be weak like that, it never went well. "Come here" Ezer took Navie to the rock, pushing him with his back against it. It wasn't big enough to serve as a bed, so the dragonkin's legs were left hanging, his tail dangling down and all of his groin visible to those blue eyes. Ezer liked what he was seeing, his throbbing cock making it painfully obvious. He took hold of those clawed feet, one with each hand, getting them leaned against his shoulders. Closing his whole body in, his cock rested against Navie's, shadowing it with its length and girth, balls rubbing against each other. "It's going to happen" he stated. "Relax. You don't have to do anything but enjoy" Ezer's offered a frightening refuge, a safety that consisted on letting him do, on shifting all the responsibility unto him. It was a comfort born from being deprived of choice, a freedom that wasn't as much taken from you but willingly relinquished. And he was capable of taking it forcefully, no doubt, but he elected not to.

The beast was honest, and just took what it wanted. Ezer couldn't face himself, so he forced you to give it to him. That was his shield, that false choice.

All thoughts went blank as Ezer moved his hips, finding what she was looking to, and speared himself in one move, bottoming out in Navie's ass. His whole throbbing length was buried in him, those blue eyes sparkling victorious, his breath hissing in a quiet moan. "I'm going to start moving now" he said. A warning. A promise. A threat.

 

[Sethron]

Navie clenched and shuddered on the finger violating him, whimpering the whole time as Ezer jerked him off. His breath was cut short when the blue-eyed soldier leaned in and covered his mouth with his own, his tongue diving in past the defenseless teeth and lips to taste his heavy breath. Against his mouth, Navie's noises grew more shameless, more loud, muffled as they were in the kiss. He came with a spasm and a shudder, his toes curling and his tail swinging, his fingers pressed to Ezer's chest and gripping his forearm as he moaned until the kiss was denied him, his eyes closed. He could stand fine, but Ezer held him upright. His other hand moved up, wet, pressing drenched fingers into the dragonkin's mouth, painting his tongue with his own cum until his hand was no longer sticky.

And when he said he liked him, Navie's heart jumped and raced. He blushed darkly, and then he was leaned down onto the rock Ezer had been seated upon, his ass hanging over the edge and his tail sweeping the floor. Like this, Navie was exposed entirely, and the blush crept down as he averted his violet eyes.

The soldier pulled one foot up and then the other, the dragonkin's smooth thighs soon pressed to the man's hips while his scaled feet reflected the moonlight at his shoulders. Navie hissed softly in pleasure as Ezer thrust between his legs, sliding himself over him as if to compete while he gently instructed the violet-haired boy to calm himself. What a pleasant joke. As if Navie could stop his heart from racing, calm his panting breath by will alone. The blue-eyed man pulled back and nestled the head of his cock at the entrance to Navie's ass, pressing against that taut ring experimentally, as if he might be gentle, before he suddenly and forcefully tore into his prey.

It wasn't the same as last night, but.. it wasn't all that different, either. Tears immediately gathered on Navie's lashes and the noise he made of shocked pain was loud, echoing the abandoned building and likely drawing attention from anyone nearby. Their hips slammed together, the curve of Navie's plump ass cradled against Ezer's muscular form as his scream died into a whimper, the rock scored with the grip of his claws. "Mmnhf..." He managed out, around trembling breaths.

 

[Sigr]

Ezer slowly pumped his engorged meat, enjoying the vast expanse of reactions he was getting out of Navie. He thought himself as steeled, reserved, inscrutable, but the dragonkin could easily read into his hunger, his lust, how he tried to fill himself with things that didn't belong there, didn't work. It was like seeing a kid forcefully punching the wrong piece into a puzzle. There was little time for reflection though, as he picked up the pace, his hard body slamming against Navie's fuller one, the sounds of flesh clashing against flesh echoing in the remains of the empty building. "Yes, yes, that's it..." Ezer nodded, moving Navie's legs together, rising the pressure around his cock, making the passage tighter. His pacing turned slower again, as he deliberately wanted to feel every scrape against Navie's insides, changing the angle slightly every time. He widened his stance slightly, flexing his knees as he was no longer thrusting forward and down, but forward and up, scraping Navie's prostate every time his tip passed close to the entrance.

"You like this, right?" Ezer asked, putting off his own immediate pleasure to see Navie squirm with his attentions, trying to cause a positive reaction from the shameful and painful experience. He let the legs go, hanging to the sides, as his left hand caressed Navie's abdomen while the other played with his cock. He continued the slow pushing, the always shifting rutting, while his fingers danced around the sensitive head of Navie's cock, making him whimper and shiver. His patience was running low with time, so it wasn't long until he succumbed to the temptation of those flared hips, taking hold of them and quickly returning to the feverish slamming, the brutal pounding of that ass. It was fantastic, as Navie's flesh seemed inviting and resisting at the same time, his passage welcoming enough to allow that treatment by his big cock, but still tight enough as to clasp around him like a vice.

It wasn't the end though, not yet. "That looks uncomfortable, let me" Ezer said, wanting to change the posture as he pulled completely out of Navie, making him feel empty. He extended one of his clothes on the rock and sat back on it, taking Navie by one of his arms to pull him close. Ezer's hands were all around Navie's torso, while his legs served as a wedge to separate the dragonkin's own, as he pulled his figure closer and closer into his lap, wanting him to sit on his cock. "There we go" Ezer drove Navie down on him, the dragonkin's cock throbbing between their bodies while the man's own plunged back into the depths of that enticing body. Ezer's hands put Navie's claws on his own shoulders, and then went back, propping him against the rock. He could start pumping upwards, making Navie bounce on his dick, but he didn't move. "Go on, do some work yourself" Ezer requested with a smile, waiting for the dragonkin to ride him, his eyes once more looking at Navie.