First Night (5) [R18]

Nicolaus pulled apart his thighs with his other hand, exposing more of his vulnerability. A sharp inhalation cut through the air as Nicolaus' hands settled on Mikael's rear. His thumbs gently pulled the edges of Mikael's entrance apart.

"Un, n, no, wait!" Mikael's voice quivered, his anxiety now palpable.

However, despite Mikael's protest, the tip of Nicolaus's finger breached his untouched entrance, making Mikael gasp. His other thumb continued to hold Mikael open, exposing him further.

"You're so wet. At this point, a lubricant is useless." Nicolaus commented with amusement, making Mikael's ears burn with embarrassment. "Take a deep breath," Nicolaus instructed.

Mikael complied, bracing himself for what was to come. His body betrayed him for being weak from the Marquess' pheromones. As Nicolaus' finger moved deeper, Mikael couldn't help but wince at the discomfort, his fingers gripping the sheets beneath him.

Nicolaus creased his forehead, seeing how tense the trembling bunny was. "Relax," he said, shifting his thumb to his middle finger.

With deliberate care, his finger entered. As it ventured deeper, it went on a mission searching for something that Mikael himself might never have discovered. His finger moved slowly, exploring in circling motion, navigating through the uncharted territory.

Mikael squeezed his eyes shut tightly, feeling discomfort and undeniably weird sensations intertwining within him. His breath hitched, his body acting much stranger than before in foreign ways.

And at last, Nicolaus' finger found the elusive spot he had been seeking. A hidden corner, a treasure awaiting discovery, was in Mikael's depths. A shiver rippled through Mikael's body as the sensation registered.

"Uuh!"

Mikael's response was immediate, his body twitching in reaction. Waves of sensation radiated from the point of contact, and the intense arousing feeling sent sparks up his spine.

"W, What, ng, mh!"

Mikael's attempts to form words faltered as his lips betrayed him, emitting involuntary sounds. He pressed his lips together, trying to stifle the strange noises that threatened to escape him.

The sensations intensified, sweeping Mikael closer to a peak. His body responded with abandon, reaching a crescendo of pleasure that coursed through his veins.

However, Nicolaus didn't stop there. Before Mikael's soft walls could relax, he inserted another finger.

"Hha! Ah!" Mikael gasped as the rhythm picked up its pace. He felt sharp pains but soon melded into electrifying pleasure.

Mikael clutched the mattress, his fingers turning white. To muffle his moans, he buried his face into the pillow. The pleasure left him intoxicated, his mind wholly consumed by the overwhelming sensations of Nicolaus' touch.

The rhythm continued, each movement building on the last. As Mikael's body adapted to the sensation and thickness of the fingers, Nicolaus introduced another finger, pushing the boundaries of pleasure and sensation.

For the third time, Mikael's world seemed to collapse. His mind whirled as pleasure surged through him, his eyes rolling back as he experienced another climax. "Hhu, mmhn!"

As his body began to slacken, Mikael slumped down, his energy spent. This time, however, Nicolaus couldn't catch him in time.

His entire body twitched, hyper-sensitive from the experience. A liquid residue clung to his inner thighs, evidence of his release staining the sheets beneath him.

A little later, after a few seconds of break, Nicolaus gently pulled Mikael's leg and shifted him to face him. In this new position, Mikael's gaze fell upon the Marquess, and it was then that he realized Nicolaus had freed his stuffed length from his pants.

Mikael's eyes widened at the sight before him, standing proudly and throbbing. It was bigger than seeing it as a bulge underneath Nicolaus' pants.

"I, I don't think it will–" Mikael's voice quivered with protest, his anxiety spiking.

But the Marquess had set his eyes on his entrance. With an exhale, he pulled Mikael's legs up to rest on his shoulders, positioning himself. Drawing close, Nicolaus pressed his lips to Mikael's; a kiss meant comfort as he breached with his crown in.

"Hk!" Mikael broke through the kiss and took a sharp breath as Nicolaus' huge length knocked and barged into his walls. His hands landed on Nicolaus' arms, his fingers digging into his skin as he grappled in pain.

Nicolaus registered Mikael's reaction, a hint of concern flickering across his features. He regretted not taking the time to insert an additional finger during the foreplay. As he attempted to push further, he found that Mikael's walls were tightly closed, barely allowing him to penetrate.

"Tsk." Nicolaus clicked his tongue in mild frustration. He swiftly took control, securing Mikael's arms and wrapping them around his shoulders.

He lowered himself onto him and slid his nose along the curve of Mikael's collarbone, taking a deep whiff of his scent. Whether it was Mikael's natural smell or some lingering fragrance, he found himself tipsy by it nonetheless.

'Is it his pheromones?' the thought crossed his mind.

The unquenchable hunger in Nicolaus kept getting stronger, contrasting his usual composed demeanor. He didn't even care if his plans were ruined. Someone interesting had shown up.

He tasted Mikael's skin, marking it with the evidence. Pressing his lips to Mikael's flesh, he left love bites. The allure of Mikael's scent and taste got him stuck in, and he couldn't fight it. His patience snapped thin, and Nicolaus gave in to his craving, letting his inner darkness take over.

The primal urge to possess consumed him. Nicolaus sank his teeth into Mikael's nape and claimed him as his own. Simultaneously, he pushed through Mikael's entrance half of his shaft.

"...!!!" Mikael was unable to distinguish between the mingling sensations of pleasure and pain.

"Ang, ah! It hurts! Hng!"

Nicolaus' brows knitted together as his soft walls took him in, tightening around him hungrily, as if eager to pull him deeper. He was getting breathless too, but his moves were controlled as he went in and out between Mikael's lower lips.

"Hha! Ngha, ah!"

He resisted the urge to lose it completely, fully forced himself into Mikael's tight walls, and thrust harder and deeper. He held back to the best of his abilities.

As their movements synchronized, Nicolaus' eyes locked onto Mikael's. Driven by an instinctual need, their lips met again, sealing their bond with a kiss.