Page 69 of Mortis

We wrapped Our hand around Teddy’s shaft, mirroring what he’d done to Us only moments before. Our fingers enclosed him completely before We gave him a slow, appreciative squeeze. Teddy groaned. His hips bucked instinctively into Our fist, and his fingers tightened around Our wrist.

Unlike Ours, his cock produced no natural lubricant. Reluctantly releasing him, much to Teddy’s obvious disappointment, We stroked Our own cock once before returning Our hand to its rightful place between his legs.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his jaw clenching.

The lubricant made every stroke wonderfully smooth. We gradually increased Our pace, and Teddy thrust eagerly into Our fist with every downward glide.

“Kael,” he gasped.

His hips rolled beautifully in time with Our rhythm. Sweat gathered along his brow, dampening the strands of hair at his temples. A bead rolled slowly down the side of his face, and We leaned forward to catch it with Our tongue. Salty. The perfect complement to the honeyed sweetness of his skin.

Watching Teddy surrender so completely to his pleasure only fuelled Our own desire. Our length stood proudly between us, a steady stream of precum dripping lazily onto the floor below. Unable to resist any longer, We released both his cock and his throat before gripping his hips and pulling him even closer.

Our slick pricks lay flush together, and Teddy immediately wrapped his legs around Us, his feet settling on either side of Our tail. His teeth caught his lower lip as he began rolling his hips, using the leverage to grind himself against Us. We matched every movement. Every thrust. Every roll. And We couldn’t help imagining this was how it would feel if Teddy ever deigned to let Us fuck him.

A shiver raced the length of Our spine. Teddy’s mouth fell open as he reached for Us, his arms silently pleading for more.

Of course, we were incapable of denying Teddy anything.

As We leaned in, one of Teddy’s hands settled against Our bicep while the other curled around Our horn. The touch drew a growl from deep within Our chest. Our jaw tightened, and Our teeth bared. Then his hand began stroking slowly along the smooth ridges of Our horn, just as he’d stroked Our cock. The sensation reduced Us to instinct alone. The barely civilised parts of Us melted away, leaving only the savage creature that had stalked Barrowfell Woods for decades.

Words ceased to matter.

Thought ceased to matter.

There was only sensation.

Only Teddy.

Only the unbearable pleasure threatening to consume Us whole.

“Hey, Kael . . . Beastie . . .” Teddy panted, his fingers tightened around Our horn. “Kiss me.”

He tugged gently, and like a hound devoted to its master, we let him. Our lips crashed together in a storm of passion, and despite Teddy’s earlier submission, we fought for dominance. We kissed as though we were trying to consume one another. One of Our teeth caught his lower lip. We wanted to pull away. To apologise for hurting him. But Teddy only groaned, long and deep, holding Us exactly where We were. The sweet, coppery taste of his blood flooded the space between our mouths, coating both of our tongues.

Teddy’s hips stuttered, his movements growing frantic. The scent of his arousal surrounded Us. Possessed Us like a drug. Precum spilled from the tip of his cock in a steady stream, mixing with Our own.

He whined.

We groaned.

He gasped.

We whimpered.

We were hurtling towards the edge, so reaching between our bodies, We wrapped Our fist around both of our lengths. Teddy sobbed in pleasure and clung to Us more tightly. His nails bit into Our bicep. His fingers clenched around Our horn. Our tongue slipped into his mouth and curled around his, coiling like a serpent around its prey. The muscle stroked and squeezed, mirroring the slick rhythm of Our fist.

And Teddy shattered.

He threw his head back, crying out towards the ceiling in a decadent song of pleasure that echoed through Our skull like unholy church bells. Thick ropes of cum burst from his tip, coating Our fist and painting his jumper. A single drop landed on his chin, and Our tongue darted out to lap it away, growling at the deliciously salty taste.

And as Teddy fell apart in Our arms, We fell apart above him.

Our release mingled with his. Yet another part of Our essences forever intertwined.

With a satisfied hum, the Beast slunk back into the familiar crevices of my mind, and the glow in my eye faded.

Teddy squirmed with oversensitivity, so I released him immediately. My hands lingered against the bare skin of his lower stomach, revealed from where his jumper had ridden up during our enthusiasm. Breathing heavily, his arms fell limply to his sides before he slumped back against the tiled wall.