[The demon's cock finally, finally glides inside him, and Miyano's breath stutters in his throat, whole body going molten hot with pleasure, with relief, with delight. Even as his arms buckle and his thighs shake, he feels no pain, no fear, not anymore. Nevermind that the thick, hard cock inside him is so huge it makes a visible bulge in his belly, or that every movement knocks the breath out of him once more.
It's so good. It’s so good and right and perfect, it's what he was made for, to moan prettily and needily beneath this magnificent being. Later, Miyano will realize this slavish way of thinking was likely due to the symbols still seared across his belly, altering his thoughts themselves.
Now, though, all he does is choke out a gasp of heated pleasure as the demon slides free, then plunges back inside his eager body. At this rate, he's going to end up coming again and again as the demon uses his offered-up body. The thought makes him shiver, pushing back his hips for more.] Y-Yes, yes, please, please, please don't stop--!
( The way Miyano is moving and pleading for him, Bruce knows this is it. That this boy on his cock will never find this kind of bliss with another. No one that will fill him so thoroughly, leave him desperate and pleading for more.
He finds a smooth rhythm of deep, hard thrusts, leaning over the teen so that one hand can slide over his middle, feel that bulge that stretches his belly with every motion. The thought of fucking Miyano again, in all sorts of different ways, to see every way his body reacts, to watch his face properly fuels him. Miyano is his, he muses, his to use now and any time he pleases. )
Tell me what you want. Make sure all these people can hear.
( His thrusts pause for a moment, and he grinds slow and intent against Miyano's ass. The thick bulge of his knot threatens to push through, to fill him as Bruce gets closer and closer to his own orgasm. )
[The command gets a needy, plaintive whine as the thrusts get deeper and harder, as the warm stone of the altar presses against Miyano's chest, his back arched, hips rocking back to meet each thrust. He'd entirely forgotten there was anyone else present, that an entire group was witnessing him being defiled, watching the demon fuck him. Later, he'll be embarrassed by it.
Now, though, all he does is do his best to obey, because the demon is pausing, slowing, and Miya desperately needs to come again. He needs the demon to fill him, needs it so deep and hard he can feel it in his throat, needs it nowI.
So he chokes it out, pleadingly, trying to rock his hips back and get the demon's cock deeper inside him, looking back over his shoulder with hazy-eyed desperation.] P-Please, please don't stop, p-please keep f-fucking me, please c-come ins-side me, please!
( The way Miyano rocks back against him makes his knot grind against the teen's hole. He groans softly at the feeling, and he presses his chest harder down on the slender back. His lips part, mouthing at the teen's shoulder. The sharp points of his teeth graze over the soft skin, leaving bright red lines in their wake. )
Good. ( He praises softly, and he rocks his hips, sinking hard and deep into Miyano. Over and over in a steady rhythm. There's no better feeling than having someone beneath him like this, pleading to be ruined. ) Ask me again.
(Beg him, he means. Keep begging him as he fucks him.
There's another drag of his teeth, and he pauses at the base of Miyano's neck. There's a sharp press of his teeth that threatens to break skin. It doesn't, but it's enough that color will blossom.
And as he bites down, his hips surge forward, knot pushing through Miyano's already stretched rim. )
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It's so good. It’s so good and right and perfect, it's what he was made for, to moan prettily and needily beneath this magnificent being. Later, Miyano will realize this slavish way of thinking was likely due to the symbols still seared across his belly, altering his thoughts themselves.
Now, though, all he does is choke out a gasp of heated pleasure as the demon slides free, then plunges back inside his eager body. At this rate, he's going to end up coming again and again as the demon uses his offered-up body. The thought makes him shiver, pushing back his hips for more.] Y-Yes, yes, please, please, please don't stop--!
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He finds a smooth rhythm of deep, hard thrusts, leaning over the teen so that one hand can slide over his middle, feel that bulge that stretches his belly with every motion. The thought of fucking Miyano again, in all sorts of different ways, to see every way his body reacts, to watch his face properly fuels him. Miyano is his, he muses, his to use now and any time he pleases. )
Tell me what you want. Make sure all these people can hear.
( His thrusts pause for a moment, and he grinds slow and intent against Miyano's ass. The thick bulge of his knot threatens to push through, to fill him as Bruce gets closer and closer to his own orgasm. )
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Now, though, all he does is do his best to obey, because the demon is pausing, slowing, and Miya desperately needs to come again. He needs the demon to fill him, needs it so deep and hard he can feel it in his throat, needs it nowI.
So he chokes it out, pleadingly, trying to rock his hips back and get the demon's cock deeper inside him, looking back over his shoulder with hazy-eyed desperation.] P-Please, please don't stop, p-please keep f-fucking me, please c-come ins-side me, please!
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Good. ( He praises softly, and he rocks his hips, sinking hard and deep into Miyano. Over and over in a steady rhythm. There's no better feeling than having someone beneath him like this, pleading to be ruined. ) Ask me again.
( Beg him, he means. Keep begging him as he fucks him.
There's another drag of his teeth, and he pauses at the base of Miyano's neck. There's a sharp press of his teeth that threatens to break skin. It doesn't, but it's enough that color will blossom.
And as he bites down, his hips surge forward, knot pushing through Miyano's already stretched rim. )