by Sean Michael
He found himself going over to watch Grey, again and again, fascinated by his pet’s form.
He loved the long hair and the now-youthful face. Without the beard, Grey appeared to have lost a dozen years.
The dark circles were gone now, too, leaving Grey looking rested and peaceful. Handsome.
He ate a piece of bacon, watching the rise and fall of Grey’s chest. Grey was dreaming again, about sand and explosions, and Luke reached out with his mind and hands, easing the pain.
Grey relaxed and curled toward him, the instinct warming Luke from the bottom of his toes. God, he was turning into a softie.
Lukas-meine.
That was him. He belonged to Grey. All of him. He was desperate for them to begin the soulbond, but he knew he needed to wait for Grey to be stronger. His soul mate needed more food, more sleep, more healing touches.
He slipped his hand down along Grey’s hip, caressing the scars. He traced them with his fingertips, humming as he began to push against them.
“They’re so bad,” Grey murmured. “You don’t have to touch them.”
“They’re a part of you. Besides, they’re not so bad.” They were improving all the time.
Grey was his for eternity, sent by the goddess. The power of their bond would heal his soul mate.
He wrapped his hands around Grey’s thighs, a low rumble building in his chest. His pet’s cock began to fill, the scent of need filling his nose.
He loved that, how his touch not only healed, but turned Grey on. He touched Grey’s balls with his little finger. The velvety sac drew up, wrinkling for him.
He chuckled, letting go of Grey’s thigh in favor of chasing Grey’s balls. He wrapped his fingers around them and tugged, pulling the sensitive testicles to the bottom of their sac.
He ran his finger back and forth over them, working his thumb behind them to rub at the smooth patch of skin behind.
Grey’s thighs spread the slightest bit. Leaning in, he blew on Grey’s hot flesh. He wanted to take Grey, to sink into that sweet, hot body and fill his pet to the brim.
His prick filled, the images in his head making him want, so very badly.
He wanted to do more than that, of course, but he needed to make love to Grey, to fill him with his seed. He needed to join them in the most intimate way possible, let their connection solidify.
Bending, he drew Grey’s cock into his mouth, licking at the head.
Grey began to make the most amazing little sounds, the desire immediate. Yes, that’s what he was looking for, what he wanted from his pet, that instinctual need and pleasure.
He sucked harder, rewarding Grey, reaching down to tap his finger against Grey’s virginal hole as he did.
Grey stopped, stiffened, so Luke tightened his lips and slapped his tongue back and forth across Grey’s slit. He pushed his tongue in slightly, and Grey gasped, sitting halfway up, eyes wide as saucers.
Lick. Tap. Lick. Tap. It didn’t take long before Grey wasn’t staying still at all.
He pulled off and smiled up at Grey. “It’s good, isn’t it?” He grabbed the lube, quickly slicking up his fingers.
Grey managed a few shaky nods. “I’ve never felt anything like it.”
No, Greyson wouldn’t have.
“Should I continue?”
“Fuck yes! Please.”
Grey’s quick answer made him smile and he reached back, rubbing his slick fingertip against Grey’s virginal hole. Grey froze, then slowly but surely, the rocking began again, and his finger rubbed along the wrinkled flesh of Grey’s opening. Lovely, sweet man.
Low, wanton moans came from Grey and when Luke took Grey’s cockhead back in his mouth, they got louder. “Oh good. Luke. Please.”
He rolled Grey’s balls with his free hand, and carefully breached Grey’s hole. Grey tightened around him, then his body seemed to be pulling Luke’s finger in. He knew Grey was running on instinct, letting his body dictate what he did next. Luke pushed his finger in deeper. He wanted to find that hidden gland that would make Grey scream.
He wriggled his finger around, searching...searching. There. He pegged it.
“Luke!” That was a mixture of awe and panic. “Oh God. Do it again.”
He hummed around Grey’s cock, then hit it again. This time Grey arched up, heels thrumming on the mattress.
He pulled off to grin at Grey, so pleased that he was able to make this good for Grey. He moved his finger faster, fucking Grey with it now, giving Grey more. “Somebody likes that.”
They were made for this. Made for it together. That was showing in every one of Grey’s needy reactions.
“I’ve never thought I’d be doing this...” Grey was panting, driving back frantically on Luke’s finger.
“Not ever? Are you sure? You’ve never thought about making love at all?”
“Shut up.”
That’s what he thought. Grey was, after all, human.
He was still smiling as he took Grey’s cock back in his mouth. He stopped so he could wrap his lips around the thick shaft, then began to suck once more. He tapped that little gland over and over.
He soon had Grey writhing for him, crying out with sheer desperation.
He pushed one arm beneath Grey’s ass, helping him to hump up and fuck his mouth. He wanted his pet’s seed inside him, wanted that taste in his mouth. Then he wanted to make his pet beg.
He encouraged each movement, working hard to drive Grey absolutely crazy with need. It didn’t take long before Grey’s cock pulsed and a low cry filled the air. Grey’s asshole clenched around his finger.
“Oh God. So good.” Grey shuddered as he spoke, hands moving to Luke’s shoulders, fingers wrapping around them.
Luke sucked Grey down, then began to lick at the hot, velvety flesh, cleaning it off and keeping Grey hard. He eased back on the taps to Grey’s gland, letting the intensity build slowly.
“Good morning, Pet,” he drawled.
“M-morning.” Grey blinked, nice and slow, looking like a man who’d just come. Looking blissful.
Leaning up, he brought their mouths together to share a kiss, still touching Grey deep inside, stroking his sweet lover.
He could feel Grey’s pleasure, flowing to him like a wave.
“It—it feels like electricity.”
“Good, eh?”
“It’s too big to be called good, Luke.”
He grinned and rubbed their noses together. “I like that. Kind of like me.”
“Uh...” Luke crooked his finger again. “Yes!”
“That’s better.” He laughed and hit Grey’s gland once again.
“We should stop before I die of pleasure.”
His pet hadn’t even begun to experience pleasure yet. He wrapped a hand around Grey’s still-hard cock, stroking slowly.
Grey’s eyes crossed, a low sound filling the air.
“There you go. See?”
“See...” Grey clenched around his finger, gripping tight.
“Close enough.” He wriggled his fingers harder. He wanted Grey to beg.
He needed it.
He kept stimulating Grey, waiting for it. He could see Grey’s body flush, hear the low, deep moans.
“Are you hungry, Pet?”
“Wh-what?”
“Do you need to eat or do you need more kissing and sex?”
“I’m not hungry.” Grey’s hole gripped him.
“Not for food,” he clarified, because Grey wanted him. There was no doubt about that.
“Not for food. I don’t want us to get up yet.”
“Sounds good to me.” He climbed into the bed properly, and lay down next to Grey, nuzzling their cheeks together.
Grey groaned for him, fingers combing through his
short hair. He rubbed his cheek against Grey’s hand, eyes half-closed as pleasure shot through him.
“You’re amazing,” Grey whispered for him, the words brushing his lips.
“You’re not so bad yourself, you know.”
“I used to be fierce, a warrior. Now I’m not.” Grey clipped the words.
“It takes a hell of a lot of ferocity to come back from injuries like yours.”
Grey looked away, expression sad. “If they would have let me die, I would have.”
He growled. “But they didn’t and you didn’t. And you’re mine now, so everything else is moot.” He wasn’t letting Grey go.
“You have the best confidence. It’s a turn-on.”
He beamed at Grey. “Thank you. You have to know you turn me on, too.”
“Yeah. It’s cool.” Grey pinked for him, then blushed dark.
Smiling, he rubbed against Grey, letting him feel the heat of his cock.
“What do you want?”
“I want you. I want to sink into your body and feel you squeeze me tight. I want to come, to fill you, and begin the journey that will bond us as soul mates.”
Grey stiffened. “You won’t fit.”
“I will. You’ll stretch for me.” It would take time, but it would be the most pleasurable time Grey had had yet.
He could feel Grey’s curiosity, his hunger.
“There’s no timetable, Pet. We’ll do it when we’re both ready. There are so many other ways to find pleasure together.” He knew, though, that they would both be eager soon to seal the bond.
Grey reached for him, held him, a rush of joy coming from his lover. He held Grey tight, and brought their mouths together, slipping his tongue into Grey’s mouth. Grey began to suck, pulling at him.
He threw his leg over Grey’s, tugging Grey closer and rocking against him. His pet was as hard as he was, as wanton.
He teased a finger across one of Grey’s nipples, flicking it back and forth with the lightest of touches, awash in the little sparks of need his pet fed him.
He humped Grey’s hip, unable to stay still. He wanted to make love to his pet, but he could wait until Grey asked.
In the meantime, he could drive Grey crazy, bringing his boy tons of pleasure. Making Grey come over and over until he screamed.
He continued to kiss as he pinched one hard little nipple repeatedly. Grey began to shiver, his eyes rolling back in his head, deep cries filling the air.
Would Grey come for him from the kisses and the nipple stimulation alone?
Oh, he wanted to find out. He smiled against Grey’s lips, pulling those tiny, hard nips good and hard. Every time that Grey jerked and cried out, he smiled into their kisses. This was more fun than advertised.
Moving to the other nipple, he teased it gently, then with more force, fingers working.
“No more...” Grey whispered.
“Sorry to disappoint, Pet, but we’re nowhere near done.”
“I’m...” Grey’s voice dropped. “I’m aching, huh?”
He smiled and nodded, rubbing their noses together. “That’s the idea.”
“Is it?”
He loved the way Grey was beginning to trust in his answers.
“It is. You get to experience it, get to need and to come and to find so much pleasure.”
“Pleasure...” Grey kissed him again, shuddering as Luke’s fingers found those tight nipples and twisted.
“So much pleasure that you’re not going to be able to contain it.” He was going to make Grey come hard.
“Gonna be sore, though...” Grey started humping him, moaning into his lips.
“Yeah. Every time your sweater brushes your nipples you’ll gasp and ache and think of me.”
“I’ve never known anyone like you.”
“That’s hardly surprising, is it? I mean, I am a dragon, after all.”
“Right. Dragons must be different.”
“We are. You’re special, too, though. You’re a dragon’s soul mate.”
Grey stopped, met Luke’s eyes. “You’re sure about this? About me? I mean, really.”
“I’m absolutely sure. Can’t you feel it? At all?”
“I don’t want you to regret me.”
Like he would do that. Ever. “That’s not possible.” They were soul mates for life.
“I hope you’re right. I want you to be right.”
“I’m right.” He didn’t mean to sound arrogant, but so it was.
“Okay then. You can be right.”
“I like being right. I like having you here with me even more.”
“Thank you.” Grey leaned down and kissed him, once, twice, three times.
Luke loved that little taking charge. Of leading their loving. Luke wasn’t going to let it last long, but he was enjoying it for now. He opened up his mouth, offering Grey a chance to take more, and Grey leapt for it, tongue parting his lips.
He sucked on Grey’s tongue, keeping it easy. Grey began to rock into him again, a quiet happiness filling his brain through the bond.
Grey might be untutored, but he knew what he needed—at least his body did. Luke was taking it as a very good sign. So was his cock.
His fingers found those hard nips once more, plucking them, again and again. Grey jerked and shook his head, but he was pushing into the touches, too, begging for them wordlessly.
That was it. Want it. Want me.
He increased his attention to those sweet little nips. He wanted Grey to feel him long after they’d made love. Long after.
He kept the kisses going as he pinched and tugged, twisted and pulled.
He loved the way Grey jerked and rubbed on him, the movements clearly unconscious as Grey’s body took what it needed, what it craved. He replaced his fingers with his lips on one nipple, then pushed back between Grey’s thighs, finding that little hole again.
He teased, rubbing his finger back and forth across the sweet, wrinkled skin. It was hot and tight.
Grey cried out again and again, his legs moving restlessly.
“You want more, don’t you?” He murmured against Grey’s lips, meeting the man’s eyes. He wasn’t going to let Grey deny this, deny them.
“I do. I—” Grey stared at him. “I want your cock.”
Luke wanted to shout in triumph. “Good. That’s pretty fucking amazing.”
“Will you fit, though? I don’t think I can stretch that far. I want you, but I’ve hurt enough and I don’t want to hurt anymore.”
It broke his heart that Grey had experienced so much pain and he wished he could have been there to protect his soul mate from any harm. Now, though, now that Grey was with him, he could make sure there was no more pain. “You’d stretch that far and then even farther. I’m going to fit perfectly because you were made for me. And it’s not going to hurt.”
“So confident.” And Grey’s legs stayed open.
“I am about the things I know. And I know this.” He kept rubbing, touching that little spot.
“You... I know... This is...”
Sweet boy.
“Something you’ve never done. I know. We’re going to go slow and easy. You’re going to love it.”
“Slow and easy. You’ll stop if it’s bad?”
It wasn’t going to be bad. “I’ll stop if you tell me to.”
“That’s fair. I trust you.”
Luke hummed, something easing inside him. “Good. That should make you feel better. Put your mind at ease.” He didn’t want Grey worrying about things. He wanted Grey enjoying them.
“How do we do this? Should I be on hands and knees?” Grey sounded nervous, but determined. Luke wanted to turn that into joy.
“There’s a bunch of ways we can do it. I
say let’s play it by ear. You can stay right where you are to start with—this is going to take some time.”
Grey relaxed a bit. “That’s a tough position for me, hands and knees.”
“We totally don’t need to do that today. Like I said, we’ve got options.” He ran his hand along Grey’s bad leg, feeling the heat between them. Eventually it wouldn’t be a problem.
“I love your touch. I feel you, all the way down.”
“That’s how it’s meant to be.” He grabbed the lube, then looked at Grey, right at him, square in the eyes. “I’m not going to use a condom, unless you object. I’m clean, though. No diseases. Dragons can’t make you sick.”
Grey thought about that. “Huh. Okay. Well, I’ve never been with anyone so I know I can’t make you sick.”
Luke smiled. “When my come goes inside you it is going to start to change you. It will bind us together.”
“I want you to make sure, Lukas-meine.” Grey held his eyes. “Please make sure you want me. I have problems.”
His pet honored him, so much, by trying to protect him, by believing in him.
“I am sure. Trust me, Pet. We have a very long time to make us work.” Forever, in fact.
“I do. I believe in you.”
“I know. And that’s the most amazing thing.” He could feel Grey’s belief like a blanket around his shoulders and it made him achingly hard. It made him need to bury himself deep inside his pet’s body.
He slicked up his fingers, rubbing one along Grey’s crack, touching his hole. Then he bent back to those tempting, tiny nipples. He wrapped his lips around one and began to suck.
When Grey bucked, he pressed two fingers inside his boy, loving the way Grey’s body tightened around him, like silk bindings.
Grey didn’t wince, didn’t look distressed. Excellent.
He wriggled his fingers around, feeling Grey deep inside. Grey whimpered for him, muscles fluttering against his touch. His cock jerked, anticipation making him eager to get to that stage, to feel that fluttering around his prick.
He was going to take his time, though. Open Grey slowly. He had a hunch he was going to have to keep reminding himself of that.
He could. He could, because his pet deserved his care, deserved love.
