[Lord Karnon laughs, and shortly after, Taryon feels something cold and thick slide down his ass and crawl into his crack. He leans forward instinctively - it will hurt if he doesn't bend over for Karnon's fingers to get inside, but his body also tells him to run. The only way to escape is forward, but all that does it bring him closer to Wellington's crotch.
Perhaps he should just focus on Dorian swallowing him. Even if he's being used, he's not any of these men. There must be something positive Tary has to get out of this. Otherwise, all that he could think about would be the slick fingers sliding pumping in and out of his hole.
"Really? I guess most people look for an air genasi for oral sex. Why waste the opportunity and fuck him?" He stills his fingers and leans forward to whisper in Taryon's ear: "You know, your father mentioned you slutted yourself out to older men. I get the feeling you're more of a top."
Tary shook his head.] No, that's not it. We didn't--
["Strong young man, of course I'd want you in me. But it's about time to get more than fingers in you." He stretches his fingers wide, closes them, spreads them wider. Taryon chokes his moan, his jaw trembling with the need to tell him to stop, that it hurts, that he's scared.
He silences himself before he can make everything worse for before. On his cock, he notices the panic on Dorian's face. He hopes that Lord Karnon will be more gentle.]
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Perhaps he should just focus on Dorian swallowing him. Even if he's being used, he's not any of these men. There must be something positive Tary has to get out of this. Otherwise, all that he could think about would be the slick fingers sliding pumping in and out of his hole.
"Really? I guess most people look for an air genasi for oral sex. Why waste the opportunity and fuck him?" He stills his fingers and leans forward to whisper in Taryon's ear: "You know, your father mentioned you slutted yourself out to older men. I get the feeling you're more of a top."
Tary shook his head.] No, that's not it. We didn't--
["Strong young man, of course I'd want you in me. But it's about time to get more than fingers in you." He stretches his fingers wide, closes them, spreads them wider. Taryon chokes his moan, his jaw trembling with the need to tell him to stop, that it hurts, that he's scared.
He silences himself before he can make everything worse for before. On his cock, he notices the panic on Dorian's face. He hopes that Lord Karnon will be more gentle.]