Larger Than Life part7_7
anonymous
October 11 2009, 15:51:25 UTC
Cid was persuaded the Beast loved to see him squirming and grunting with pleasure. It was the only explanation as to why the demon let him fuck himself on the cock impaled inside his body while the Beast recovered.
He didn’t think much longer anyway. Soon he was too busy shoving himself back on this monster’s cock, taking care to hit that good spot with every thrust. He was pleading and moaning like a bitch, again, but he still didn’t care. Nothing was more important at the time that this hard, hot cock in him. Especially when the Galian Beast began mounting him again, thrusting in time with him.
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When Vincent came back to himself, he was on his back, lying on the old blankets that Cid kept in the barn. The air smelled of sweat and spunk, and he was as relaxed as he could be. The pilot was sleeping against him, securely tucked against his side. Inside him, the Galian Beast purred once, loud and happy, then retreated back.
A half remembered memory of mounting Cid on all four rose to his mind, followed by the surprisingly arousing image of the man pressing the huge Beast on its back and impaling himself on its raised cock before riding him with enthusiasm.
Vincent settled back for a well-earned rest and prodded the Galian Beast a couple of times, until it began actively remembering the whole encounter, sharing the memory with its host.
Re: Larger Than Life part7_7
anonymous
February 8 2011, 15:00:48 UTC
The Vincent POV at the end is just the perfect finishing touch to this piece. Thanks, Writer-anon and Requester-anon for this delicious bit of fulfilling kink!
He didn’t think much longer anyway. Soon he was too busy shoving himself back on this monster’s cock, taking care to hit that good spot with every thrust. He was pleading and moaning like a bitch, again, but he still didn’t care.
Nothing was more important at the time that this hard, hot cock in him. Especially when the Galian Beast began mounting him again, thrusting in time with him.
;;;
When Vincent came back to himself, he was on his back, lying on the old blankets that Cid kept in the barn. The air smelled of sweat and spunk, and he was as relaxed as he could be. The pilot was sleeping against him, securely tucked against his side. Inside him, the Galian Beast purred once, loud and happy, then retreated back.
A half remembered memory of mounting Cid on all four rose to his mind, followed by the surprisingly arousing image of the man pressing the huge Beast on its back and impaling himself on its raised cock before riding him with enthusiasm.
Vincent settled back for a well-earned rest and prodded the Galian Beast a couple of times, until it began actively remembering the whole encounter, sharing the memory with its host.
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Hey, thank you!!! This is such an old prompt, I didn't think anybody would read this, that's why it took me so long to answer you.
Anyway, again, thanks!! ;p
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