Chapter 10 Part 3

"Fine." Christopher says. He puts his hand through the little window to the driver's seat, poking Beerwolf in the hip. Beerwolf turns round, seeing Christopher's predatory expression, knowing exactly what he wants. He stops the carriage on the side of the road and Christopher drags Jasyn into his dimension like a hungry beast.

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"What's happening?" Jill asks.

"Their Majesties are gonna REST, in their chambers. We will see them in the morning." Beerwolf replies, throwing a small cube on the grass beside the carriage. Like throwing it hard. It shatters, materialising a small tent split in the middle to house the two.

"They're gonna rest? It's way too early for that." Jill mutters.

Beerwolf crawls into his side of the tent, spinning several times before finally curling up, nuzzling his nose into his knees and comfortably wrapping his fluffy tail around to cover his face.

Pushed on through into his fiancee's dimension, Jasyn gets pinned to the ground. A starving and desperate predator known as Cris-topher breathes heavily atop of him.

"Don't you want to do this, ya know. Somewhere a little more comfortable?" Jasyn laughs nervously.

"I don't think I can hold on much longer. No. We do it here. Take off your armour." Christopher demands. His eyes, hungrily staring at Jasyn's chest.

"You need to get off me first." Jasyn pleads.

Christopher backs off slowly, eyeing down his prey.

(Nebulon) Lord, You make him sound like a beast.

(Narrator) He looks like one. Trust me. I know what I'm doing.

Jasyn rises slowly to his feet, taking off his breastplate. "Tallifik, please protect me against Tiamet's hold over my beloved." He mutters, making a break for it right after throwing the last bit of armour at Christopher.

He makes it 20ft before Christopher teleports in front of him, an angry indication on his face. "You will not deny me this."

"This is so weird for me. I've never seen you so…"

"Aggressive?" Christopher finishes. "I've been suppressing these urges for way too long." He takes a step forward. "I want to taste you." He steps forward again, their feet practically touching. He places a hand on his chest. "Feel you." He looks up into his eyes. "Smell you."

All Jasyn can do is shudder, he can feel the blood throbbing in every part of him as Christopher tenderly drags a hand up his shirt.

"You are mine." Christopher kisses his neck. "I am yours." he licks the sweat off the side of his jaw, relishing its salty taste. "Now and forevermore."

"Snugglebug. Please." Jasyn moans.

Christopher wraps his arms around his neck, locking his legs around his hips. Jasyn grabs hold of his thighs out of instinct. "Dominate me, My King." Christopher pleads, biting Jasyn's trapezius.

Jasyn gives in to his desires. A low rumble emanates from his chest. "Your wish is my command, Your Majesty." He leans in, kissing Christopher like never before. Their tongues thrash about inside Christophers mouth. Jasyn leaves him breathless as he relinquishes, leaving long strands of saliva connecting the two where their lips one were.

Jasyn's member rests between Christopher's cheeks fully erect, a respectable and full 8 inches. Christopher rocks his hips back and forth, making it throb and twitch. They reintertwine their lips, suck-fucking one another.

Christopher gasps away, taking a few deep breaths. "I want you to fuck me. Right here. Right now." He stretches his arm through a dimensional rift pulling out a large body towel and throwing it on the ground.

"Christopher." Jasyn moans. His bright blue eyes sparkling as he stares into Christophers light brown eyes. "Your eyes are like the colour of mahogany wood — comforting and home-steady toughness that lets me know you will be the beams supporting me."

"Awe. How very derivative. I love it." Christopher giggles. "All the sparkle I need sits in those blue eyes of yours. Even more beautiful than starlight."

Jasyn Lowers Christopher onto the makeshift sheet, kissing the side of his neck. Christopher shudders as Jasyn bites one of his most sensitive parts, eventually kissing lower before removing his and Christopher's trousers.

Jasyn lifts Christopher's legs up high, pushing them towards his head so he has a clear view of Christopher's tight hole. Jasyn goes in, breathing in his scent, and tasting his entrance. Christopher gasps as he feels Jasyn's tongue invade him, causing his cock to twitch.

(Narrator) It's at times like this I both love and hate having that emotional connection to Christopher. So full of love, lust, and desire. Feeling every shudder is intoxicating, but also feels invasive.

He pulls out, A long string of saliva hangs off his tongue. Jasyn inserts the tip of his index finger into Christopher's tight supple hole causing him to whine. He pushes it deeper, making Christopher squirm. 

Jasyn pumps his finger in and out of Christopher's ass in a fluid motion, each deep reentry making him moan more as he starts to sweat from the burning lust. His heart is racing, pumping blood throughout his body.

"It feels like I'm on fire." Christopher howls.

Jasyn bites the inside of his cheek, giving a half sided smile. "You like that, don't you?"

Christopher arches his back as Jasyn inserts another finger. Precum leaks from Christopher's member, twitching from the stimulation. "*Gasp* Please!"

Jasyn turns his wrist so his hand is in the opposite direction. He curls his fingers slightly, pressing against Christophers prostate. Christopher gasps and his sphincter tightens around Jasyn's fingers, pulling them a little further inside him.

"Please. *Huff* I beg of you. *Huff* I want the real thing." A longing feeling takes over him, outstretching his arms so that Jasyn may take hold of him.

Jasyn vacates his fiance's hole, letting Christopher's legs fall over his shoulders. He leans in to kiss Christopher, the length of his penis laying between Christopher's ass cheeks. Jasyn rocks his hips back and forth, his shaft rubbing against Christopher's hole. Secreting precum drips down, lubricating both Christopher's ass and Jasyn's cock.

Christopher breathes rapidly, not able to catch his breath against Jasyn's thrusts. Jasyn pauses for a moment to calm his breathing, but also grasps the base of his cock. He massages Christopher's entrance with the tip a few times, watching his body make its silent pleas for release and satisfaction.

"Are you ready?" Jasyn asks. Christopher nods hesitantly.

Jasyn slowly inserts the head of his cock inside Christopher hole with a grunt. "Fuck. You're so tight." He moans.

Christopher winces as Jasyn's cock invades him. He quivers as a pleasure filled chill fills the length of his spine. Jasyn lowers his chest onto Christopher's, holding his hands above both of their heads.

"I'm gonna go deeper now." Jasyn whispers, preparing Chrsitopher for another wave of pleasure to encompass them both.

Jasyn pulls out a little before pushing his cock deeper into Chrstopher's clenching hole. "Gods. If you grip onto me any tighter, you're gonna make me cum before I even get a chance to start." Jasyn grunts.

Christopher scrunches his brow, a high pitched moan escapes his lips as Jasyn's slowly pushes more of his cock inside him. Jasyn rests both of his hands on either side of Christopher, "Fuck." he grunts, pushing his dick in a little further. Christopher grabs either side of the body towel, the ends of his fingers bleaching white.

"Try to relax." Jasyn instructs, unable to push inside any further into him.

Christopher takes in sharp rapid breaths, fighting through his pain. Jasyn feels the clenching muscles around his cock loosen, taking that as a sign to push deeper. Christopher holds in a breath for as long as he can to mute the pain.

"Do you need a minute?" Jasyn asks.

"No, please don't stop." Christopher pleads.

(Nebulon) Fucking Engilram 2.0 here. Since when was he a masochist?

(Narrator) He's not! You don't understand the pleasure of sex, do you?

(Nebulon) Of course not. I'm the literal definition of nothingness inside of spacetime.

Tears sting in Christopher's eyes. He tries to blink them away but Jasyn notices. Jasyn pulls out, sitting down. "Why did you stop?" 

"I didn't want to hurt you." Jasyn whimpers.

"But I'm not hurt." Christopher wipes his brow.

"You're bleeding snugglebug." Jasyn says. 

Christopher scoffs. "If I were bleeding, wouldn't I be in agony?"

Jasyn glares at Christopher. "You're being blinded by your desires. I know blood when I see it." Jasyn points to Christopher's anus. "It's internal. I pushed too hard, because you refused to admit you couldn't take it, again. Look, I'm flattered that you want to impress me, but."

Christopher sits up, his arms made of noodles. He burrows himself into Jasyn's chest. "I'm sorry." He sobs.

"It's ok snugg-."

"No, it's not!" Christopher bawls. "You can't just keep asking like you're satisfied with this. I'm not blind Jasyn."

"No, but you give fantastic blowjobs." Jasyn reassures him, petting his scalp. "You may not be able to take it that way, but you can deepthroat like no other."

"Gods." Christopher says, his adverse reaction to Jasyn's statement pulling him off of him. "Just because I don't gag makes me a master at filacio?"

"No. Your throat is just as tight, your tongue work makes me shiver, the way you drink it all effortlessly." Jasyn says, counting each point on his fingers.

"Jeez, I get it." Christopher says, getting off the ground and putting his trousers back on.

"Are you done?" Jasyn asks.

"I am, but you aren't." Christopher says, taking off his shirt. "Cmon." He says, offering his hand to him.

Jasyn makes an excited smile as he takes his hand, a single chuckle releases from him as Christopher pulls him to his feet. Jasyn's member stands at attention as Christopher leads them back to their home. Opening the door, Christopher pulls Jasyn in harshly, almost making him fall over. Christopher swings him around, letting him go so that he falls onto one of the two chairs in the living space.

Jasyn opens his legs as Christopher gets onto his knees. He cups Jasyn's balls with one hand and holds the base of his cock in the other, gently teasing the tip with his tongue.

With the hand he has grasping Jasyn's member, Christopher strokes the entire length, staring up at him with a wide grin.

"Shit." Jasyn moans.

Christopher massages the corona of his cock, sending shivers to rise up Jasyn's spine.

(Narrator) I just realised that Christopher knows I'm watching this…He never asked me to give them privacy. Is Christopher an Exhibitionist? Does Jasyn know?!

Jasyn's cock twitches as Christopher engulfs the head, still stimulating it with his tongue. He continues pumping the shaft, causing Jasyn to furrow his brow and bite the corner of his lower lip. Christopher sucks on his tip, drinking in the delectable precum. It tastes slightly salty, like a bowl of salted nuts.

(Narrator) Ok, now I'm just uncomfortable. I don't think I want the feeling like I'M the one sucking Jasyn's cock.

Christopher begins to suck more of his dick, slowly twisting his head to stimulate Jasyn's glands. Jasyn smoothes Christopher's hair as he looks at him, moaning softly through Christopher's smooth and consistent rhythm.

"Fuck. I almost forgot how good this feels." Jasyn groans.

Christopher chuckles with a quick huff from his nose before throating down further, unfastening his trousers, and jerking off his erect member at a similar rhythm.

He pulls off taking a deep breath, rubbing Jasyn's shaft as he smiles at him. Christopher sensually kisses the tip of Jasyn's cock and says, "I'll never stop loving how fucking tasty your cock is. Especially after you get a sweaty." He licks the entire base of his shaft. "So full of that," Christopher leans in and drinks in deep. "sweet smelly musk. God, it makes me so fucking horny."

"Keep going then slut. I know how much you're craving me." Jasyn smirks, leaning down the chair to allow Chrisopher to suck in his full length.

In a single move, Christopher deepthroats all of it, Jasyn holds his head down, making short rapid thrusts that penetrates deep inside his throat. Christopher masterfully massages his balls, begging for them to release all of their sons and daughters down his gullet.

Jasyn feels some resistance from Christopher pulling his head away, taking that as a sign he needs to breathe. Christopher moves at a leisurely pace, sucking all the precum leaking from Jasyn's dick as he pulls out, gasping for some air. Christopher sticks his tongue out, a submissive grin strewn across his expression.

Jasyn firmly grasps the base of his cock, slapping Christophers tongue. It makes a wet sound as saliva and precum mix together. "Yeah, you like that. Don't ya?"

Christopher swallows and nods, sticking his tongue out again to lick the tip of Jasyn's member. The tall blond firmly tugs at Christopher's scalp, making the young man swallow his entire cock in a single motion. Pain pricks in Christopher's eyes momentarily as Jasyn's cock rams into the back of his mouth, sliding down his throat.

"Damn, Snug. Your throat is so fucking tight. You must be feeling how much you're making me throb right now." Jasyn says, reeling his head back in pure bliss.

Christopher rocks his tongue back and forth along the base of his shaft. Jasyn furrows his brow and bares his teeth, starting to sweat as he aggressively fucks his throat. Christopher sucks on his cock every time he pulls out to thrust again.

"I'm," Jasyn grunts. "I'm gonna cum." he huffs as he slams into Christopher's face one last time. 

Christopher gulps, drinking down each spurt of hot sticky cum. Jasyn's legs quiver as each pulse of his orgasm washes intense pleasure throughout his body. Christopher pulls on his spouses testicles, begging for every drop of his ejaculant. Jasyn reels his head back, forcing Christopher to bear down hard, the last few throbs being especially powerful.

He releases the hair in his grip, trying to keep himself from slumping in the chair. Christopher however doesn't release himself. He continues to suck him, releasing aftershock pulses caused by his hyper sensitive glands.

"Baby, please, it's so intense." Jasyn begs, gripping the fabric of the chair.

Christopher releases a few inches from his mouth, giving Jasyn false hope. He holds a hand firmly around the base of Jasyn's cock, keeping it hard and girthy in his mouth. Christopher slowly relinquishes from Jasyn's dick, making a wet popping sound as he finishes draining it.

He stands, kicking off his trousers and cradles himself in Jasyn's warm embrace. Christopher looks up, a tired but beaming smile greets Jasyn inevitably making him sigh with satisfaction, giving Christopher his own soft smile, and tilting his head to the side.

Christopher's eyes fall heavy, eventually dozing off with his head resting on Jasyn's chest. Jasyn runs his fingers through his hair, a quiet coo rumbles from Christopher making him chuckle slightly. He sighs, admiring Christopher in his somnolent state.

Jasyn places a hand on the back of his head, pulling the opposite arm under his knees, and hoisting him up from his lap and sauntering off upstairs to their bed.