"What the fuck—" Tyrone gasps. He didn't know whether to be intimidated by Steven's size or to be in love. He couldn't think with Steven's alpha pheromones whirling in the carriage.
Tyrone gripped the red, carpeted seat in the carriage. His eyes look up at Steven— wide eyed.
"What the fuck did they feed you as a kid??"
"I ate lots of asparagus.." Steven responded shyly through gasps. The feeling of Tyrone's TIGHT, WET walls around him almost made him FINISH on the spot.
With Tyrone being slightly adjusted to Steven's size...now it was time to move if you know what I mean 😛
Steven slowly thrusts. His monster cock pulsing in and out.
Tyrone couldn't even moan— nor gasp. He was just looking down at his spread legs as Steven moved his hips back and forth.
This was slightly overwhelming for Tyrone. He had been trying to get with Steven for so long— he wanted TO butt fuck him— not the other way around! Tyrone had never been butt fucked before...this was so weird to him.
All of a sudden, Steven grabs Tyrone by the braid, forcing Tyrone to look up at him. Which makes Tyrone yelp. He had never seen Steven so physical before. To be honest, he thought Steven would be a lil bit chubby under his clothes BUT NO. This guy was absolutely ripped. ABS of steal. Wtf did Steven have time to work out?? Was he working out with the flowers??? Goddamn weirdo.
"Look me in the eyes— please." Steven pleads as he picks up his pace a bit. Tyrone, whom was propped up on his elbows, falls back so he was fully laying down. He couldn't even get up because Steven was pinning him down.
After all the times of Tyrone fucking lowly omega's on the street— not caring for their well being. He FINALLY knew what it was like...being treated like an omega.
Was he into it? Not so much
Was it hot seeing Steven plead??? OF COURSE??
HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GUY?? A SOFT GENTLE GAZE, LONG, SILKYYY, BLACK HAIR AND A BIT OF A STUBBLE. ON TOP OF THAT HE WAS RIPPED. Tyrone wouldn't have cared if Steven was a bit chubby, but I guess he shouldn't have thought that. Food was too expensive anyways 😡🤬
As Steven picks his pace up, gripping Tyrone's hips hard as he pounds into him. Tyrone can't help but start to moan.
(You guys must be crazy to think I'm typing out moans😠...heh...perhaps we all a lil bit crazy inside then... heh...)
"Ah— ah!— holy shit!— you're going so fuckin' hard!" Tyrone's words were all mushed together. His words slurring together as Tyrone scrambles him inside.
Tyrone screams profanities as he's getting butt fucked by Steven, yet he begs for more.
"Yes!— right there!!— fuck me hard!!! Just like that!!" Tyrone screams out.
Lowkey, Steven was into how much of a kinky bastard Tyrone was. His eyes were fixed down on Tyrone squirming around underneath him— begging for more. Steven obliged, of course he did, he keeps giving Tyrone more and more.
Steven, feeling how wet Tyrone was getting, starts to become a bit vocal himself; letting out a grunt here and there as he feels himself getting closer and closer to that sweet old bliss.
"Ah!— AH!— Holy fucking shit, Steven— I'm gonna cum!!" Tyrone screams out.
From outside the carriage, it was rocking aggressively. The carriage rocks back and forth.
(I feel bad for that one horse still strapped to the front of the carriage 😢, the carriage driver should've brought the other horse with him.)
And just like that— that whole build up of stress was over in a few, quick blissful seconds.
