14.1| Where Sleeping Dogs Lie (1)(R18)

Something cold and wet ran across Yuè's backside, dripping down between his legs and drawing him from his sleep.

His face was pressed against mossy stone, someone's large hands spreading his cheeks, and a heated tongue running along his asshole.

Blurry blue and gold eyes opened slowly, a small keen of pleasure escaping him as his mind attempted to catch up to reality.

"W-what? Gunter?" He panted out, staring over his shoulder to try and see the man. "Hnng What are doing to meee?" His words turned into a wail as the tongue pierced the ring of his opening.

His fingers clawed at the moss, hips shifting away from the foreign pleasure. "Gunter?" His cock was hard between his legs, the tip dripping steadily.

The soft slurping stopped, the heat moving away from his tight little hole. "Yes, my dear husband?" Gunter's voice was different yet again, and when he leaned further up on his knees, Yuè noticed his eyes were closed, a sly smile on his face.

Yuè shivered, eyes half mast as he stared up at him. "W-what are you doing?" He asked again.

"What do you think I'm doing, dear husband?" Gunter shot him a question back.

He felt hot all over, flushed all the way to the tip of his cock. Even though Gunter's eyes were closed, he still felt as though they were staring through him. He could feel the man's body heat against his back and shivered again.

"Finishing what I started from earlier this morning." His lips pursed, then he stuck his tongue out, allowing Yuè to watch as saliva dripped from its tip right onto his exposed pink little hole.

Yuè whimpered, closing his eyes against the sight. "We c-cant Gunter." His mind felt like it was both moving too fast but not fast enough.

His senses were clogged with pleasure and Gunter. The man's scent was all over, mixing with the earthy tones of the moss that decorated the cave.

"Mnn, why is that?" He asked, brow lifting. "Why can't we when your dripping cock is telling me otherwise?" Gunter tapped a finger on Yuè's asshole, slowly lifting it simply because he was playing with his own saliva off of it, watching the string stretch and fall back down once more.

Yuè bit his lip hard, ears burning as his body spasmed at the simplest of touches. "I've never…. never done this before." He admitted shyly. He was scared, but not of Gunter himself.

The act seemed so taboo and it left him thinking about what the villagers would do if they caught him in such an act. Performing such a sin.

But…the village was far from here. So were the people who beat and shunned him for being pretty. For loving his own gender. Instead he was with Gunter, someone who cared for him. Someone who swore to protect him from those that would hurt him.

Gunter let out a low, cheerful laugh. "Me too, so let us do it together?"

While resting on his knees, his palm pressed against Yuè's neck, his arm pulling the silver haired man up onto his own knees so his back pressed against Gunter's naked body.

The way he held Yuè left his head tilted up so he was staring at Gunter's closed eyes, his mouth on his ear like before.

"If you're scared, I'll be gentle. It can be our little secret. Hm?" His finger, the same one that was still wet, the same one that had been on Yuè's asshole moments before pressed to the silver haired man's mouth. "Our secret." He repeated.

Yuè hesitated, heart fluttering like butterfly wings in his chest. "Okay." He whispered finally.

He trusted him. He trusted Gunter to protect him, to not hurt him. Tentatively, he parted his lips, wrapping them around the finger pressed at his mouth. He could taste himself there, an unexpectedly intimate thing that had him squirming in place.

He could feel the full length of Gunter's body against his back including the hard cock pressed just above his rear the the fabric of the dress he still wore.

"Don't worry," Gunter's merry and deep tone came purred. "Until me and him are one, I'll only partially take you. But I must say, as your husband, I've been wanting to peel that beautiful dress off and bend you over my lap. There's been so many times I wanted that, and to shove my fingers in your ass and watch you squirm."

He recounted the mere foreplay he wanted to do to him. But what did he mean, until they were one? Were they not the same Gunter?

His thoughts vanished when Gunter shifted back and sat, tossing Yuè over his lap. "Look at me, my precious husband."

Yuè did, staring at him through his lashes in embarrassment. "Don't say things like that. It's embarrassing." He reached up to cover his face with his hands.

Gunter shifted Yuè's hands from his face. "I won't be able to cum if I can't watch you." His deep voice was in a playful pout. "It's my first time cumming, you should want to see the expression I make too."

While he spoke, his fingers slid betweenYuè's cheeks once more with one hand, then slipped his finger past the ring, curling and seeking his prostate gland.

When he found it, he stroked it, then used his other hand to take hold of his own cock that was standing up—hard and erect—inches away from Yuè's face that rested near the space between his legs.

Yuè's had little time to study the large member peeking at him before his back arched as he was penetrated for the first time. "A-Aah! W-wait." He cried out, stomach tensing as Gunter's fingers rubbed against something deep inside him that had him spilling himself on the man's leg instantly.

Hot pleasure and embarrassment boiled through him, his hands clinging to the thick leg he was perched on. "M'sorry. I came already." He said weakly, ears burning.

There were small beads of tears at the corner of his eyes as he refused to look at Gunter. Would he give him the same mocking look that Marcellus gave him earlier? Would he be disappointed?

"Awwww," Gunter's raspy and charming voice didn't sound like a mock, but pouty. "I wanted you to cum in my mouth while you gave me head pats and called me a good boy."

Although Yuè came on his lap, he still kept stroking as he smiled from cheek to cheek, a toothy grin.

"I'll just have to make you cum again. This spot," He slipped another finger in and spread them. "This spot supposedly is where the cum is made. Maybe if I keep probing it, you can give me the milk I deserve."

All the while, his other hand slowly stroked his own cock, pre cum practically gushing from the tip as it twitched up and down from excitement inches away from Yuè's face.

Yuè couldn't keep the moans at bay, his cock already red and straining again against Gunter's thigh. He was trembling uncontrollably, his hole clenching repeatedly around the skilled fingers pressing mercilessly against that sensitive spot inside him.

His hips rocked back and forth and he tried to both get away from the feeling as well as get more of it.

Turning his head, Gunter's cock bobbed before him, flushed all the way to the tip and throbbing as it leaked sticky strings of precum. Yuè wanted to taste it.

Leaning closer, he opened his mouth around the tip, licking up the slightly bitter liquid that leaked from the tip of Gunter's cock. He swallowed the bit that slid down his throat, moaning wantoningly. There was drool sliding down his chin as he tried to fit more of the thick cock in his mouth. He wanted Gunter to feel as good as he was making him feel.

Gunter bit his bottom lip and tossed his head back. "Hah," He breathed out through his slightly open mouth as his own body quivered, white, hot, cum bursting all over Yuè's face. "How embarrassing. I came just as quickly as you. Two virgins making such a yummy mess."

He leaned down, lifting Yuè's face with both his messy hands—one from his own cum spilled all over his fingers, and the other from playing with Yuè's tight asshole. His mouth sloppily claimed Yuè, his tongue slipping over the silver haired man's lips, then running along his face to taste himself from where he'd come.

"I can't wait until three months." Gunter groaned in between each kiss, each nip he left along Yuè's shoulder. Bright red marks edged with purple. "You'll be my birthday cake, I'll put my icing all over your ass and eat until you're trembling. Then,"

He let Yuè go and shoved his head between his legs. "I'll slide my cock in you so far up I hope you taste your husband's cum for breakfast, lunch, and dinner."

Yuè's face was near his cock, still dirtied by Gunter's cum.

"Lick it off. No sucking. That's for later."

"D-dont say such filthy things." Yuè said, pressing his thighs together as his cock throbbed in response to all of the dirty images Gunter was putting in his head.

Yuè took hold of the base of the offered cock. He felt so feverish as he leaned forward to give a small lick to the cum coated shaft. He looked up at Gunter for approval, to see if he was doing good as he continued cleaning up the mess of cum.

Gunter stroked his cheek with his thumb, half smiling and half biting his bottom lip. "Mn. I like when you lick my cock while still wearing my ring." He chuckled, though not soon after did he plop backwards, snoring.

Yuè sat up, eyeing the sleeping man incredulously and in frustration. He was still achingly hard to the point of discomfort. Huffing, he crawled onto Gunter's lap, settling so that the man's cock was slotted between his butt cheeks.

Biting his lip, he took hold of his cock stroking it with a small moan as he ground his rear against Gunter's heavy cock. It didn't take much for him to cum, sending ropes of cum onto the wolf man's belly before he fell forward limply. He would worry about cleaning up after he slept a bit more.

Snuggling against Gunter's chest, his eyes fluttered closed in satisfied exhaustion.