Post by haunting on Sept 22, 2011 13:34:46 GMT -5
The other seemed to ignore his pleas. He was still touched, that finger, still moving inside of him, stimulating his body in ways he had never known, and to make it worse, a second one was added. Pushing in Shito had gasped, snapping those eyes shut as he leant his head on his captors chest. It hurt, at first, but soon a deep sense of pleasure was washing over him, these new feelings. All of them, although strange, were oddly pleasant, even when another male was doing this to him.
His nipple was abandoned, and shortly, yet another noise left his throat, a jolt of pleasure, rocketing through his frame, causing him to shake breifly in the others hold, that lithe frame somewhat jumping. Instantly moans and cries of pleasure were slipping from Shito's lips. These feelings, they were heavy, bombarding him, capturing him. He couldn't fight, he could only pull the other closer, trying to feel more, feel for....for something which was coming, though what, he didn't know. Shito was frightened, but even so, he was completely under the man's spell.
Eventually, although unknowingly, not feeling the full intensity of this man's pleasure giving skills, Shito found he couldn't take it anymore. He was new to these things, so very fresh, and it wasn't long before he burst. The sweetest cry left his lips, eyes wide, open, seeing stars as his body arched perfectly into the elder mers. He felt somthing hot flush out of his front, his rear, clamping down tightly on those invading fingers, causing him to feel more, feel every inch of them. It was too much, too much. Trembling as his climax came and went, his body grew weak, and with shaking panting breaths, he fell limp into the hold of the sea creature, cheeks burning red, and the essence of his milk, floating in the water between them, some smeared onto both of their bellies and his captors hand.
His nipple was abandoned, and shortly, yet another noise left his throat, a jolt of pleasure, rocketing through his frame, causing him to shake breifly in the others hold, that lithe frame somewhat jumping. Instantly moans and cries of pleasure were slipping from Shito's lips. These feelings, they were heavy, bombarding him, capturing him. He couldn't fight, he could only pull the other closer, trying to feel more, feel for....for something which was coming, though what, he didn't know. Shito was frightened, but even so, he was completely under the man's spell.
Eventually, although unknowingly, not feeling the full intensity of this man's pleasure giving skills, Shito found he couldn't take it anymore. He was new to these things, so very fresh, and it wasn't long before he burst. The sweetest cry left his lips, eyes wide, open, seeing stars as his body arched perfectly into the elder mers. He felt somthing hot flush out of his front, his rear, clamping down tightly on those invading fingers, causing him to feel more, feel every inch of them. It was too much, too much. Trembling as his climax came and went, his body grew weak, and with shaking panting breaths, he fell limp into the hold of the sea creature, cheeks burning red, and the essence of his milk, floating in the water between them, some smeared onto both of their bellies and his captors hand.