A Bin for the Dragon 🗑️🐉

First Time with a Surprise Toy.

⚠️This oneshot is NSFW, and contains consent, sex toy, masturbation, forcefulness, pet name calling, size difference, ejaculation.

Gothic aesthetic was never really Vincent's choice when it came to clothing, but that didn't necessarily stop his curiosity. Ever since Maven bought him the oversized, black, graphic shirt from the store, he had been wearing it every time he went to bed. It clearly wasn't a tight fit since the length of the shirt reached to thighs, and the sleeves were slightly long for his arms. Despite that, it was comfortable enough to wear with its soft fabric against his skin.
On one particular night, Vincent was sat on the couch, with his living room lights off, sipping on his mug of hot chocolate, while watching his favorite television series. The night had been quite chilly so he figured that he would get cozy in his seat as he wore the black shirt, with a long sleeved undershirt. As he lifted his mug to his lips, he heard a knock at his front door. He then quickly got up from his couch and walked over to it. He looked through his peep hole and saw Maven on the other side, holding some kind of bag in his hand. He put his hand on the door knob and turned it, opening the door to see him.

"H-hey Maven. What brings you over?"

"Just thought I'd drop by for a little visit, just to see my little man."

Maven gave a cheeky smile as he ruffled Vincent's hair before walking inside. He closed the door behind him and walked over to the couch, taking a seat and placing the bag he had on the coffee table. Vincent stared at it for a bit before sitting back down in his spot on the couch. Maven took a glance at Vincent as he sat next to him, noticing that he was wearing the shirt that he bought for him. He smirked to himself as he leaned back on the couch's backrest, with his hands behind his head.

"So, you're finally wearing the shirt, hmm?"

"O-oh, yeah. I always wear it actually, whenever I go to bed at night."

"Is that so? Well, it looks very cute on ya. Good to know that you even sleep pretty at night."

Vincent became flushed at Maven's sudden compliment, with his hands trembling slightly before he set his mug down onto the coffee table. He then looked back at the bag Maven brought, ready to ask questions about it.

"So, what's in this bag that you came with?"

"Oh, just a little something for later."

"Later?"

Vincent furrowed his brow before he leaned back and focused his attention back onto the television screen. Maven soon followed suit, as he moved a bit closer towards him on the couch. As they both watched the show together for a while, Maven's eyes darted to Vincent, mainly at his legs since it appeared that he didn't have on any pants with his shirt. His legs were completely exposed with only his pink and white striped ankle socks covering his feet.
Maven then became flushed in the face as he found himself staring daggers at Vincent's legs before he could even notice. Upon looking, he observed that the man's fair skin seemed to look soft and smooth, almost feminine-like, along with the slight visible thickness in his thighs while he was sat right next to him. It wasn't long before Vincent felt his eyes on him, quickly turning his head away from the television screen to face him.

"Are you....alright, Maven?"

Maven jolted as he heard his name being called, breaking his longing gaze from the prettiness of Vincent's legs.

"U-um, yeah! I'm okay. Why do you ask?"

"Well, you seem to be zoning out. Which is funny, considering that's something that I'd usually do, heh."