Oh, did Matthias want. He was a creature made of lust and gluttony. And right now Sam was the focus of it all. Every cell in his brain, every nerve, every inch of skin was wholly meant for Sam. There was no distraction, no need to fake or exaggerate his desire. Perhaps later, looking back on this, Matthias would be jarred by the intensity of real passion. But for now? He just enjoyed his wolf.
His.
Every part of Sam burned into his memory. The sound of his voice, every cry or breathless noise. The way the blood shimmered in the light and how the sweat beaded over his skin the longer they continued. One of the perks of being a non-human thing was stamina. Matthias was sure that was true of the wolf, too. So he went slow, drawing out the pleasure as long as they both could handle it.
The demon’s unhurried as he alternated between simply rolling his hips for more subtle friction and rising up and down along Sam’s dick. Time went soft and meaningless around him and Matthias wasn’t even sure how long he continued with that deliberate pace, so lost in the delight of being filled by that amazing cock.
It couldn’t go on forever, not even for them. Eventually, the pace sped up. Gradually, leisurely. Until it was anything but gradual. Matthias bounced himself eagerly on Sam’s dick, pushing down hard to meet his every upward thrust, moaning and bellowing in the throes of his passion. Deep, inhuman growling rumbled in his chest. Matthias leaned forward, panting between every gratified sound, pressing his hands to Sam’s chest.
no subject
His.
Every part of Sam burned into his memory. The sound of his voice, every cry or breathless noise. The way the blood shimmered in the light and how the sweat beaded over his skin the longer they continued. One of the perks of being a non-human thing was stamina. Matthias was sure that was true of the wolf, too. So he went slow, drawing out the pleasure as long as they both could handle it.
The demon’s unhurried as he alternated between simply rolling his hips for more subtle friction and rising up and down along Sam’s dick. Time went soft and meaningless around him and Matthias wasn’t even sure how long he continued with that deliberate pace, so lost in the delight of being filled by that amazing cock.
It couldn’t go on forever, not even for them. Eventually, the pace sped up. Gradually, leisurely. Until it was anything but gradual. Matthias bounced himself eagerly on Sam’s dick, pushing down hard to meet his every upward thrust, moaning and bellowing in the throes of his passion. Deep, inhuman growling rumbled in his chest. Matthias leaned forward, panting between every gratified sound, pressing his hands to Sam’s chest.