Fiction~~The Last Pure Human~~Ch.
snarled to himself, prowling through the small confines of his cell on
long muscular legs that trembled with the need to run. If he
to stay inside this windowless cage for another day- which he did- he
thought he might go crazy. And he was fucking going to take everyone
else along with him when he went, starting with his asshole
brother. He snarled again, remembering what Nolluz had said.
should preserve the dungeons. They’re a historical landmark
and an important part of Kyashin history.’
someone who was now living inside the historical landmark, the same one
he’d been imprisoned in for two stinking weeks, he desperately wanted
to see Nolluz again so he could tell him to take his history and shove
it up his ass. There was nothing, absolutely nothing,
intrinsically valuable about keeping a working dungeon in this day and
age. The entire damn thing was carved out of the mountain,
the love of God! Huge wooden doors, bolts with chains that
inches thick, and dammit, the stone might look golden and warm, but it
was fucking freezing! He had a pile of hay between his ass
the stone floor, and considering his ass had nothing over it except his
own waist length hair, that wasn’t even close to enough covering.
really needed to lobby his father for uniforms for any prisoners,
because nudity and old dungeons were a shitty combination.
turned abruptly as he reached one wall, his black hair flying out
behind him and clouding his eyes before he shoved it out of the
way. If only the ridiculously archaic dungeons weren’t so
impenetrable, the guards loyal to him might have been able to
help. As it stood, the mercenaries Shovak had hired to guard
until his father returned had taunted him every time his guards rescue
attempts had failed. They laughed, discussing the harsh
punishments that Shovak had meted out while all Kasan could do was rage
and grind his teeth at what his men were being subjected to.
was proud of his men’s loyalty in trying to smuggle someone in for him,
but he had to admit that the continued reports of failure were taking
their toll. He didn’t wish to die, which he would if he
here alone much longer. Every failure was one more person who
suffered because of him, one day less that he had to find some
solution. Still, he’d managed to hold on to a sliver of hope
until Esgard had infiltrated the mercenary troop and pulled guard
duty. Esgard had come in to give Kasan his morning rations
offered himself to the prince as a potential consort during his Lord’s
heat. When Kasan realized that his friends were desperate
to start trying to smuggle in men to him, he’d essentially given up
to couple with other
males was a running source of amusement for most of his friends and
family. The few times he’d tried, especially on the
when women were scarcer than snowfall in the low valley, were
practically legendary for their abysmal results. He simply
couldn’t keep his body aroused when sex and other men were both
involved. He honestly didn’t know why he had to be
that way. The rest of his brothers were fine enjoying
with either sex, like almost everyone he knew. Hell, Jolan
Tisu even had male consorts! But for him, it looked like
throwback genes affected everything else in his body also kept him from
enjoying his own gender. No matter how hard he tried, he found nothing
but bland indifference or outright distaste at the thought of sexual
relations with other beings as big as, or bigger than,
Warriors just couldn’t turn him on, and even knowing that…everyone was
so certain of failure that a rather effeminate, beautiful man was their
They all knew there was nothing left:
sex, and he needed it now. So even knowing it was useless,
damn well tried to stay aroused long enough to take Esgard.
would have been a lot easier if his race weren’t so damn resistant to
drugs. Hell, one good neural aphrodisiac could have had him
for days if he was from a different species. But no, Kyashin
didn’t work that way.
Damn stupid genetics.
he’d blocked the sight of Esgard’s manhood from his eyes, pretending it
was a woman he was entering, and he hadn’t even been able to last for 5
seconds before his member went completely limp. Trying
desperately, neither of them had managed to make it rise again and
they’d had to give up as Esgard’s shift ended. Esgard had
discovered the next day and they hadn’t been allowed a second
chance. Kasan hoped that the young man still lived.
felt the need inside him buzzing so hard his skin burned with it and he
kicked at the creamy stone that made up his prison.
Dammit, dammit, dammit. His heat’s end was so close that he could
practically feel his remaining time dripping out. It was
too late. He had today, maybe not even that, before his
heat passed and he was well and truly fucked. His body would
simply stop working, slowly killing him over the next few weeks until
he died a withered dried up husk.
Still stuck in
dungeon, the last moments of his only opportunity to find someone to
bond with ticking away, he growled and cursed to himself.
type of situation was exactly the reason that Kasan had spoken out
against accepting mercenaries into the section of the military that
guarded the palace and royal family. They were too easily
controlled when someone with a sufficiently large sum of credits backed
them. Of course, because he was well known for that opinion, every
mercenary had been rather uncooperative to switching sides to Kasan's
Closing his eyes as he almost
ran into the far
wall, Kasan leaned his heated face against the cool stone. If
only he hadn’t been such a sensitive little idiot, Shovak wouldn’t have
had the opportunity to set him up. As usual, he’d gone to a
of a brothel just because he hated how the more affluent courtesans
treated him- like some kind of animalistic pre-cursor. Once
heat had arrived, preventing him from leaving for his family’s annual
spring hunt, he’d presented Shovak with the perfect opportunity to end
him. Shovak had simply waited until his father was a few days
gone, well into the mountains and practically impossible to find, and
then he’d persuaded one of Kasan’s whores to cry rape. Kasan
been irritated, but not expecting anything other than a typical attempt
at extortion from the woman. After she’d been murdered,
Shovak was able to use a rather archaic law to have Kasan imprisoned
until his father returned.
During the Second Wave of
there’d been so many rape victims killed to prevent their accusations
that the Lord King had finally had to make legal changes. If
rape victim was killed, the accused rapist was confined until the
King’s men could conduct a formal inquiry into the affair….however long
that took, which could be years if the Lord King was pissed off
enough. Murders had dropped rather rapidly at that
For Kasan, however, this meant that he was imprisoned until his father
returned, which should be within a day or two, but too late to make any
If he didn’t take a consort during his
heat, it was a death sentence.
hissed to himself and started moving again, his black ears twitching on
top of his head as he prowled back and forth, his claws flicking in and
out of his fingertips and his tail a black blur that twitched in
agitation. He wanted blood, and he wanted the blood to be
Shovak’s. His father would likely let him have it, too, once
was discovered that the bastard had violated one of their most sacred
rules: no one was denied an adult partner during heat unless he was
already condemned to death. Yet here Kasan was, completely
in his cell with only hours remaining until his own death would be
absolutely assured. Shovak, he was sure, would find some way
shift the blame. He’d accuse one of his own followers of
fault for the ‘oversight’, most likely. Although Kasan could
admit to himself that he was a bit surprised that Shovak was willing to
risk it. His uncle was usually so meticulous, with every
worked out to leave him blameless and innocent. So what was
going to come up with to explain such a gross lapse in adherence to
their laws? What was he doing?
would do him no good to achieve Kasan’s death in the only way that was
considered ‘natural causes’ if he did it in such a way that he was
accused of a violation that could get him banished. What was
little weasel planning?
startled by the sound of the door creaking open. The stupid
was so thick he couldn't hear a damn thing unless they opened the door
or the small viewing portal near the top. Fucking made him
as hell. He backed up to the far wall, a habit he’d quickly learned to
avoid being beaten away from it as the guards
first attempt to defy them had ended with laying unconscious on the
floor for half a day and he still had faint bruises remaining from the
encounter. Not that it would have done him much good to
his cell, anyway. There was no way out from the inside
help on the outside. And he had no way of contacting anyone.
Shovak’s annoying flunky Liosh walked in, carrying someone wrapped in a
thick blanket over his shoulder. The man's tawny ears were
erect, his matching hair perfectly confined in a tight braid that swept
against his loincloth as he sauntered in. Little Bastard.
couldn’t imagine what the man thought he was doing; was Shovak actually
giving him a consort? It didn’t make any sense. The
over his shoulder was obviously a woman, by the size. On the
small side for one, actually, so what was wrong with her? Was she
disease ridden? So old and ugly she was almost guaranteed to
repulse him and render him incapable of taking her?
that he would want to, in that case.
Shovak would never grant him the opportunity to take his place as the
third heir, would he? Unless he was planting a spy?
female someone loyal to him and he thought Kasan would be so desperate
that he wouldn’t question the gift? He eyed the bundle with
distrust. Liosh remained oblivious and smiled at him toothily.
to the smile, Kasan sneered at him. “What a surprise to see you.. And
here I thought for sure Shovak had managed to forget all about Hinta
law. Especially considering his actions over the last week.”
“Shovak is a law abiding citizen of the kingdom.” Liosh said, still
smiling as his eyes glinted. “You’re still in heat, and you
have access to a viable mating candidate.” He hefted the female over
his shoulder a bit, readjusting her position, and she let out a low
grunt of discomfort. “In fact, Shovak found a very special
consort, in honor of the prince’s position. An off planet
"You know very well we can't breed with
you bastard." This was sloppy, even for Shovak: giving him some other
species wasn’t in compliance with the law.
there is one species that is still listed as compatible in the records.
Shovak currently has papers proving that this particular creature does,
indeed, meet your genetic requirements. Personally, I think
choice is perfect for you, throw-back." Liosh tossed the bundle to the
floor and stepped outside quickly, figuring rightly that Kasan might
attack him out of sheer annoyance if he didn’t retreat
immediately. Kasan wasn't exactly known for keeping his
Yeah, don't let the
door hit you on your tail-less ass on the way out, twit.
little slimy bastard called back through the small window of the door
after it closed.
sends his best wishes to you on enjoying your consort-to-be." He let
out a high-pitched giggle before slamming the small portal shut and
leaving Kasan alone with the candidate.
stared at the
pile of fabric, not bothering to move towards it. One species
still listed? There weren't any other species they were
compatible with, there hadn't been for hundreds of years, not since…
fucking son of a bitch," he breathed slowly. He was trying to play off
another throwback as some sort of human. That had to be it.
paid someone to fake the genetic tests and claim that he'd somehow
found a 'pure' human. Now he knew why Shovak wasn’t worried
the fall out. His weasel of an uncle had followed the exact,
letter of the law: humans were still listed in the ancient texts as
compatible with Kyashin, as the race itself had a little bit of Terran
mixed in somewhere in the past. But to his knowledge, there
hadn’t been a pure human seen anywhere in the galaxy in hundreds of
years. They had interbred so much that their genes were
with innumerable other races. Those cross-breeds had proved
incompatible to his own, so far, but if that bastard had managed to get
a throwback like himself, only one who looked more like her human
parentage, then as long as he had paperwork to back it up, Shovak was
free and clear.
He’d found him a legitimate
candidate, legally speaking, even if it was all a bunch of shit.
sighed, looked down at the bundle that still squirmed, unseen,
underneath the large cloak, and he stepped forward to have a
look. Crouching down, he pulled back the cloak rather
and stared in surprise. His first impression was pink
Lots of pale, cream and pink skin. What a rather pretty
thought, feeling his over-heated body respond slightly to the sight of
all that naked flesh. His second surprise came as he saw that
small person was actually male, rather than female. Looking
the male member resting on pale golden brown, curling hair, he was more
surprised than he wanted to admit that he wasn’t losing his arousal.
didn’t believe that had ever happened before when he looked at the male
body. It was just, this male’s body was so unlike any he’d
seen before. It wasn’t that he wasn’t fit. He could
taut muscles of the man’s arms and legs, the flat ripples of his
stomach, the rounded strength of his chest. He was fit, but
wasn’t anywhere close to having the large muscles of Kasan’s fellow
Kyashin. Even most of the females Kasan knew had more muscle
than the male in front of him. He was staring at his body so
that he was almost reluctant to look at the man’s face.
expecting to be disappointed, he moved his eyes up and saw pale brown
hair, wavy and short, only to his shoulders. And the man’s
eyes…were they blue? He’d heard of some races that had that
in their people, but he’d never seen it himself. It was
lovely. And ears…he had two pinkish pale round ears, small and cute as
hell, one on either side of his head.
adorable. So tiny. He looked at the face, trying to
if it was attractive or not, aside from the coloring. It most
definitely was. His bones were good, with straight clean
well-made jaw. A broader face than he was used to, but still
appealing. The lips were rather full as well, the lashes
his eyes long and dark, and his cheeks were flushed.
looked like he'd just made love rather than come from the shoulder of a
little weasel. Had he? Had Shovak tried him out
first? He scowled at the thought, his eyes darkening almost
black as his tail slashed behind him. He leaned forward,
his fangs aggressively as he inhaled the man's scent,
would be the final slap in the face, to not only give him a useless
candidate, but take him first, too.
Rather than the
of recent sexual release, however, he was bombarded with the bitter
smell of Argenta. It was most often used to keep more
slaves docile for short periods of time in some of the illegal markets,
he'd heard, so what was it doing on this small man? Perhaps
hadn't lied and he'd truly been a purchase from off world rather than
being another throwback from here at home. Or they'd drugged
man just for realism. Either one was within the bounds of
However, the fact that he
was a male almost
completely negated his being a spy. Shovak wouldn't expect
take him; he knew his difficulties with men as well as anyone
else. Shovak could have just sent in a man and been done with
it. It showed just how serious he must be to add on this
layer of insurance against the consort actually being
little one, he thought, watching the man stare at him with wide,
surprised eyes. The fake human tried to sit up, failing,
bonelessly backwards on to the blanket underneath him, and Kasan took
pity on him. He reached down and put his arm around the man's
back, holding him up. Those attractive blue eyes stared back at him and
a curious hand came up to rub at across Kasan’s face and up to his
ears. Kasan could feel himself arching his head slightly into
touch. He always was a sucker for a good ear stroking.
not from a male before, he thought. And right now, a male was
touching him, and he liked it. How amazing.
only the man really was a human, it might have given him a chance to
get out from this. But if he was human, if he was a viable
candidate, his scent would be clear to anyone in heat. He
smell like something edible and sweet, something delicious and crisp
that was made to slide down his throat and make him moan in pleasure at
Rather like he was doing
swallowed heavily. Why was he thinking of food so strongly right
now? He sniffed again, and caught it. Underneath
bitterness of the drugs was the sweet, bright scent of something
tasty. Like tarts and berries, but colder in a delicious kind
Shovak wouldn't have known the scent was
unless he'd found someone in heat to come in and smell the little
man. And if he had obtained him off world, the xenophobic
would never believe an outsider’s word that the pale-eyed male was
After all, everyone
knew there were no pure human's left.
meant Shovak didn't know. He didn't know that this man
was, amazing and impossible as it seemed, a pure human.
smiled, he teeth bared again, and his consort-to-be tried to lean away
from Kasan rather drunkenly as his eyes widened.
little one, I won’t hurt you.” Kasan said, holding his hands palm down,
fingertips tucked under, trying to seem non-threatening to the startled
feel soooo out of it, you have no idea," the man said,
blinking at him. "Didja
know, I'm even seeing cat ears on your
head? I musta drunk something really, really good last night."
Well, that might be a problem, Kasan
thought. What WAS that language was he speaking?
you speak Hinta?" Kasan asked slowly.
I can't even understand what you're saying. Pretty.
Portuguese? I thought I knew how to speak Portuguese. Do
Wait, has the colony landed already? I'm supposed to be
doing--something--with them. I think. Aren't
my. I think I'm going to be sick."
watched him talk, amused at the incomprehensible rambling even as he
wished he could understand it, at least until the man started to look
alarmed. He finally figured out what was about to happen and
picked him up just in time get him face first over a free piss pot.
the poor man hadn't been about to lose the contents of his stomach, he
likely would just from the smell in there, Kasan thought
sympathetically as he heard the man retching. Another
'historic' touch from his brother.
really needed to beat Nolluz after he was done with Shovak.
the man slumped against him, Kasan wrinkled his nose and moved them
both to the opposite side of the room. Feeling the man's
skin against his chest as he carried him, and looking down at his still
flushed face, he still felt aroused and interested. He had
first ray of light since this whole miserable business began.
had someone with him who he could take before his heat ended, and he
actually found the man attractive.
Shovak could kiss his ass.
settling him down on the little one's blanket again, he put an arm
around him to support his back, holding up a small cup of water for the
man to rinse out his mouth. He handed him a small bit of mint root to
clean off his breath, as well. Thank God for the last bit from Esgard,
he thought. He was about to try and communicate to the man
when he felt a painful spike in his arousal.
wouldn't have long then before the end, then. He didn't have time to
woo the little man, or do much more than relax him and try to make
things as good as possible. Even if he hadn't had the
of his duty to the kingdom on his shoulders, his body wouldn't allow
him to ignore the opportunity in front of him. He was going
take this young man, no matter what either of them might want.
he could admit it, he and his body pretty much agreed on this one: the
man was just so damn cute. Kasan looked over the body next to
him, admiring as he turned him slightly. He was sleek and strong, if
rather slight and delicate to be considered male, in Kasan's
opinion. He was also significantly smaller than Kasan
small miracle, considering that Kasan had, to date, only met one other
adult male smaller than himself, ever.
that had been his grandfather after he'd been bent with age.
skin looked creamy and appealing, his smell was right, and looking at
his manhood, Kasan still found him attractive. Well, what a
surprise. It was actually the large size and muscles of males
that turned him off, not the actual maleness itself.
Kasan’s new consort: an alien, and a male.
brothers were going to laugh themselves silly over the irony.
took in a deep breath and reached his hand around from the man's back
to curl around his face and cup his cheek. It had just the
slightest rasp of stubbly hair on it, rather downy really.
"Uh. What're you
doing?" The man asked, his head resting completely against
arm. Kasan was fairly sure that if it weren't for the
that head would have flopped all the way over until he hit the floor.
"You're really pretty,
for a giant kitty man. Did you know I have
a cat? Had a cat. Couldn't take it with
Kasan held the finger from his other
hand against the soft lips that still spouted the man's native
language. "Shhhhh. No more talking," he said. Looking down
the curious, almost innocent blue eyes, he smiled. Such a
"I'll try to make this good for
you. Don't worry, I won't simply take you." Kasan murmured,
bringing his face close to his consort's until he felt lips underneath
his own, soft and surprised and so easy to penetrate with his tongue
that he slid in, tasting. Ice and fruit. He smelled
fruit that he even tasted that way. The man's hands went up
press weakly against Kasan's chest as he tried to jerk back. He was
completely startled, his eyes wide as they stared in utter surprise at
Kasan. And then they slowly hazed over as Kasan continued to taste his
mouth. Feeling his tongue, his mouth, his slick teeth and the
soft plumpness of his lips, Kasan moaned softly against him.
the man tasted damn good.
held the little man's head still, or rather kept it from falling
backwards again at this point, as he continued tasting him, running his
lips over the smaller man's and finally sucking slightly on the lower
lip before drawing away. He looked down into dazed eyes, the
hands still resting against his chest but no longer pushing him away,
and he grinned.
always been told
he was a good lover. He was glad to know that it would make
things easier this time around. He pulled on the head within
hand again, kissing him deeply as he let his other hand trail down the
man's chest to his aroused member. Baby soft skin over a hard
column that fit in his hand like a small, hot, ice pop. It
oddly erotic. He'd held himself in his hand before, but he
quite a bit bigger than the male in his arms. Feeling same
in smaller dimensions, touching it while he continued to feel aroused
and wanting, was a positively wicked feeling. He
kissing greedily with his mouth as he started to play with the firm
erection in his hands. Gripping it tightly as he
recreate the feelings he was able to elicit in his own body, he smiled
triumphantly as the beautiful young man moaned.
"That's it, precious," he murmured against his mouth, moving his hand
down to his back again. He could feel the man's muscles flexing against
his fingers as his hand moved lower to the beginning swells of his
"Woah, careful!" His hand
whipped back up as the
human started to topple backwards. He chuckled. "I think we'd better
get you all the way on the ground before you hurt yourself,
beautiful." He let the man lay back in a controlled fall and
ended up kneeling over him. He pulled his one hand from
his consort’s back, the other never leaving the man's firm erection. He
smiled, seeing the dazed eyes and aroused flush to the man's face.
you really a kitty woman? I'm not into guys.
you gotta be a woman if I let you touch Mr. Happy. Definitely you
do. Um, how'd you get so big?"
really wished he could understand what words were coming out of his
consort's mouth. He had the feeling they would give him a
laugh, considering the rather disgruntled look on the little one’s face.
felt the man's prick standing upright and ready within his hand and
squeezed encouragingly, happy to see it respond. He looked
at the smooth planes of his chest and licked his
Again, the differences between the male chest and the women he was used
to was odd, but still beautiful. The nipples made small, dark
circles as they lay across the flattened, rounded muscles that clenched
a moment as Kasan pulled again on the man's member. The man
moaned, thrusting upwards even as his eyes watched Kasan with an
unfocused stare that merely made him seem completely aroused and at
"Th--that feels really
good. Think you should win an award. Do they make
awards? Do…ooooooh, yes. God, that's so--"
he moaned again
as Kasan let his fingers play over the silky skin of his chest and
leaned down to let his tongue flick out to taste the small nipples in
front of him. He played with the slit at the tip of the man's penis
with his other hand.
"Aaaah, what-- It's, um,
Kasan purred against the smooth skin as he heard the young man
babbling. Even in another language, incoherence was rather
obvious, he thought smugly. Feeling his own member in need of
attention, he was contemplating just how to press against his
consort-to-be when he felt his arousal spike again.
Shit, he had less time than he'd thought. If he was spiking
close together, he had almost no time at all, barely enough to prepare
the man and take him.
kissed the man once more across the chest and sat up a little
straighter before pushing himself off of his legs.
sorry, little one, this is going to be a bit fast for our first time,"
he murmured, releasing his hold on the member in his hand.
probably won't be as deep this way," he mumbled to himself as he pulled
his lover by the waist and turned him over onto his stomach.
The little man was still for a moment, as though unsure exactly what
had happened, before he tried to push himself up onto his hands and
knees. Kasan leaned over him, his arm around the man's waist the only
thing that saved the poor, drugged youth from nose-diving into the
floor. As it was, his face fell and almost hit the ground
Kasan's grip kept his hips in the air. Kasan lowered him a few inches
until his cheek rested against the blanket and he chuckled, enjoying
the position immensel
"That eager, eh?" he teased,
wishing the man could understand him. His voice softened as the man
moaned softly underneath him.
sorry, precious. I would take my time with you if I
We just don't have enough time left." Kasan held him close,
feeling the strong length of his consort’s back along his stomach as
his other hand milked his own prick for its lubricating
He could at least take a moment to try and widen the little one
up. Even if the man was experienced, it was likely going to
tight fit just due to the size difference.
Taking a deep breath, he pressed a finger into the small opening
exposed below him, holding tightly as the man bucked against the
Kasan bit his lip at how
tightly his finger was being gripped. If anything, his
imagination had failed him on this one. His consort was even
tighter than he'd expected. He needed to get the little one
to him or the poor thing was going to feel split in two. He
angled his wrist on the arm around his consort’s waist so that he could
hold onto the attention-seeking member again, noting with a grin that
it was still hard and firm. He started caressing, moving his finger in
and out of the youthful body in time to his grip around his
member. When he and his consort were both moaning faintly, he
withdrew his hand and milked himself again for fluids. It was
odd. He'd thought to use the man's own secretions, but he
seem to be making any. Was something wrong with him, or were
humans lacking in lubrication? It seemed a rather painful way
make love, honestly.
He inserted two fingers
together this time, getting a whine of discomfort in response. He bent
his neck down so he could reach the small, already irresistible ears as
his fingers slid slowly back and forth into the man’s body.
licked across the rounded edge of the man's ear, marveling at the lack
of fur, and took a chance based on the plaintive vocalizations and
introduced another finger. It slid in a little smoother than
first two, the man's body still slick with Kasan's fluids, and he could
hear small, insistent moans coming from his throat. He
himself, feeling close to peaking, and withdrew his hand. He
to be sheathed inside before he came or everything was
Gritting his teeth, he guided himself to the little man's entrance and
pushed in, carefully.
The man started bucking again,
move away, and he flinched. He knew it had to be hurting, but
had to! He had no choice. He tried to ignore the
man's distress, flattening his ears against the top of his head as he
slowly pushed in. He didn't have time to do it too
He'd done as much as he could, but he had to reach completion or the
bonding wouldn't be finished in time. He had to,
Relax, precious. Just relax and it won't hurt so," he
to no avail. Kasan finally embedded himself completely and
still. He thought he had a few moments, just a few, that he
give to get used to him before going farther. He listened,
surprised when the man whimpered and moved against him slightly.
hadn't seemed like a bad sound. Kasan was relieved; he wouldn't have
felt good if his consort had such a hard first time, especially as
being surrounded by the grip of the small body underneath him kept him
hard as a rock. He didn't want to hurt him.
would have preferred to wait and woo the young man in a regular
fashion, but he didn't have a choice. The heat drove him now.
had to take this body. He wanted it desperately; wanted to
He started to move, pulling out and
in with slow even strokes, struggling to keep from pounding into him
without restraint. At least the man under him was still
in spite of his obvious dislike of the pain, and Kasan tried to keep
touching his body, kissing along the back of his neck, his ears,
running his hands over his back and giving the man's own member
something to thrust against.
cried out himself
as he felt the other man's body start to respond more noticeably,
thrusting against his hand. It made him pound into him more
fiercely, his need for release growing tight and hard within his
body. Please, let the little one find pleasure with this, he
prayed silently. Don't let this be just a terrible memory for
him. He pushed his hips harder, hearing the other man gasp in
time to his thrusts and Kasan leaned back, both hands grasping his hips
as he pounded into him in the last stages. He felt like he
racing his heat, trying to finish in the last few seconds before he
lost the chance.
His consort writhed under him now,
escaping every time Kasan thrust in, and Kasan couldn't tell if it was
from pain or pleasure. He couldn't stop himself in any
case. He couldn't even control his body's need for this young
man, taking him fiercely, finally feeling his body come into him as he
shuddered in reaction. He pressed hard as his seed pulsed out
him, holding the man's hips against his groin to get the last moments
of sensation, and he felt the bond take in that final pulse as he
slumped over him.
He reached around, wanting to hold
golden light flashed around him, and as he gripped the man's member,
the little one came, white fluid spilling out over Kasan's hand as he
smiled in relief. He'd come. The little erotic
been pain, or at least not entirely. He wouldn't have a
only pain for their first time. Kasan sighed in
wasn't that it would have been an insurmountable problem, but he was
glad that necessity hadn't caused him to harm his consort beyond repair.
man went boneless underneath him as the amber light faded and Kasan
gently laid him down, withdrawing from his body as he did so.
He'd heard that consorts were often overwhelmed by the bonding,
sleeping for hours afterwards. It looked like it was more
rumor. Gathering the edges of the cloak around him, Kasan
him over and scooped him up until he held him in his lap like a
A large, flushed, and sweaty
child, but the
position reminded him of the role anyway. Glancing at the
he tried to decide what to do. He would never mock his idiot
brother again for ordering the thick doors, at least. The
the stupid prison he could do without, but if he couldn't hear the
guards, it was guaranteed that they couldn't have heard him,
either. They would have no idea that he'd actually managed
passage to adulthood, if he was careful.
carried his consort over to a corner and laid him down on his
side. He couldn't be caught showing interest in the little
so he couldn't keep him on his lap any longer.
to come up with a name for you until you can tell me what yours really
is," he said, brushing back a damp lock of dark golden hair from the
man's sleeping face. "How about Gisho?" A pretty little
with dark golden petals the same color as his hair. It was
enough to grow in the mountains while the snow was still on the
ground. A good name for his consort.
went to one of the
messier corners of the cell, rubbing his fingers in the disgusting muck
along a crack in the wall, and rubbed it on his chest, right over the
small golden crown that had already started to take shape.
family's symbol, it very clearly told that he was now able to take the
crown should the heirs before him fall.
hidden by the cloak, and Kasan was within his rights to ask that no
others touch him. And if Shovak thought he was trying to fake
bond, so much the better. He’d leave them alone for longer,
the bastard would be setting fire to his own home if he actually tried
to disprove it. It would only help Kasan's case to have
suggest that the bonding hadn’t been possible.
he had to do
right now was wait. His father should be home within a day or
two, and once he was free of this unpleasant cell, with Gisho, he would
be in a tenable position once again. He would have the
his family, and he had Gisho to get to know better. He just
needed to wait.
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