[ it’s kaden’s experience with sex that’s helping him to last so long. when you’re a kitsune, everything is easy. a nap next to a friend slowly turns to lazy, sleepy fucking like it’s as common as a handshake. to say he’s slept with most of the people in his hamlet wouldn’t be a lie. they have time and they have the bond. he’s done this many, many times before. against a tree? getting sucked off? a man bigger than him? he’s done at least all of those in the last year alone.
but it’s still different. this is unlike anything he’s ever done before, and he’s closer to the edge than koujaku realizes. a loud gasp that comes too close to accompanying an orgasm is pushed back by a fang digging into his tongue. he might be a bit selfish here, mixing pain into his pleasure to keep him riding all this attention longer. but he can’t help it. his entire body is at koujaku’s mercy, all senses trained on him. his breathing is rapid, his chest rising and falling with each moan and gasp. his hands are clumsy, occasionally gripping hair too hard or slipping off of that horn only to come right back on.
he’s close—his muscles tense then melt as koujaku kisses along his abs, squeezes him, jerks him, worships his knot. it’s been so long since he’s been so thoroughly ravished, ears down as he huffs, tail still twitching at the tip. fear or not, he deserves this, and—
'Kaden, give it to me.’
he’s not the kind of fox who cums on command, but he can’t help it now. even if he wanted to be contrary, there’s no way to give in to that husky way koujaku demands him to ‘feed’ him, even says his name. koujaku fucks the same way he fights when he’s in his fox form. maybe he’s even more animal than kaden right now.
kaden cries out, the hint of a chuckle preceeding his one word. ]
Koujaku!
[ he pushes back against the tree, bark digging into his skin, hands holding koujaku as tight as they can. his orgasm arrives quickly and powerfully, even if he’s not quite as big as he used to be. wave after wave of his semen, his essence, spill forth from his cock—where it all ends up is entirely up to koujaku, but he’s going to need to support kaden no matter what he chooses. ]
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but it’s still different. this is unlike anything he’s ever done before, and he’s closer to the edge than koujaku realizes. a loud gasp that comes too close to accompanying an orgasm is pushed back by a fang digging into his tongue. he might be a bit selfish here, mixing pain into his pleasure to keep him riding all this attention longer. but he can’t help it. his entire body is at koujaku’s mercy, all senses trained on him. his breathing is rapid, his chest rising and falling with each moan and gasp. his hands are clumsy, occasionally gripping hair too hard or slipping off of that horn only to come right back on.
he’s close—his muscles tense then melt as koujaku kisses along his abs, squeezes him, jerks him, worships his knot. it’s been so long since he’s been so thoroughly ravished, ears down as he huffs, tail still twitching at the tip. fear or not, he deserves this, and—
'Kaden, give it to me.’
he’s not the kind of fox who cums on command, but he can’t help it now. even if he wanted to be contrary, there’s no way to give in to that husky way koujaku demands him to ‘feed’ him, even says his name. koujaku fucks the same way he fights when he’s in his fox form. maybe he’s even more animal than kaden right now.
kaden cries out, the hint of a chuckle preceeding his one word. ]
Koujaku!
[ he pushes back against the tree, bark digging into his skin, hands holding koujaku as tight as they can. his orgasm arrives quickly and powerfully, even if he’s not quite as big as he used to be. wave after wave of his semen, his essence, spill forth from his cock—where it all ends up is entirely up to koujaku, but he’s going to need to support kaden no matter what he chooses. ]