kinktober 2024

24 |somnophilia and against a wall | ajawnich

free me from the ajawnich shackles they have me chained up in.
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It's not the worst way Ajaw has roused Kinich from his slumber.

There was the time he poured cold water all over him because he overslept five minutes. Or the time Ajaw set a small fire to get his attention because he was hungry. Compared to those, this was relatively nice.

Kinich blinks groggily as he feels something— somethings— move inside of him. Another rough movement has him groaning, propping himself up on his elbows as he tries to blink the sleep from his eyes. He moans as something hits his g-spot, "Ajaw? What—"

"Morning, Kinich!" It couldn't be any later than two in the damn morning. Ajaw grins down at him in the darkness, eyes glowing. Kinich can't even say anything back before Ajaw thrusts in again, shaking his bedframe and making Kinich gasp for air. "Sleep well?"

"W-What the hell—!" His voice breaks off into a moan. Ajaw laughs at him. "What are you— doing— fuck, oh my God..."

"My rut came early," Ajaw grins, leaning down to lick at his neck. "You can go back to sleep if you want to."

Kinich doesn't know how the hell he would sleep through getting fucked by the most insufferable dragon on the face of Teyvat. "Mm... maybe. Only if you— ah! Ajaw- you have to— you have to go slower if you want me to— agh— to be able to — sleep!"

"Oh, Kinich," Ajaw croons, sarcastically sweet. "You know I can't. Now either go back to sleep or just shut up and take it like the bitch you are."

"Rude. I don't have to— to let you do this, you know." Kinich pants. "I-I could say no and— and leave you here to handle your rut by yourself—!"

Ajaw fucks him harder every time he tries to speak, cocks abusing his g-spot with every rock of his hips. "You wouldn't say no to me. I know you won't."

He goes to leave a wet kiss on Kinich's cheek, leaning to whisper into his ear. Ajaw's voice can barely be heard over the wet smack of his balls against Kinich's drooling cunt. "You like this too much."

Kinich's cheeks flush. He knows Ajaw is right— he can hear it. The wet slide of Ajaw's cocks isn't because of lube, it's because of him. Kinich hates how he gets off on Ajaw using his body whenever and however he pleases. But it feels too good to stop. He is Ajaw's through and through, after all.
Ajaw has ruined him for everyone else.

"Shut up... hurry up and finish so I can- can go back to— ah, oh my God! Ajaw! Let me—" Kinich wails as Ajaw brings a hand down to play with his clit. "Let me speak! Fuck, oh my God." His eyes roll back as Ajaw bullies the little nub.

"Nah, you're so much more tolerable when you're moaning like a dumb whore." Ajaw smiles, sharp teeth on full display, reminding Kinich that the boy above him is truly an apex predator. The Saurian Hunter swallows thickly.

Each buck of Ajaw's hips pushes Kinich up the bed, damn near into the headboard. Kinich grabs his pillow and shoves his head into it, hoping to fall back asleep. And he does, so exhausted from working all day. But Ajaw decides he doesn't like that and gathers the Saurian Hunter up in his arms, picking him up with ease. Kinich's eyes fly open as soon as he feels his body leave the bed, clinging to the Dragonlord to ensure he doesn't drop him. He knows Ajaw would never, and Ajaw knows Kinich finds his strength arousing.

"Don't- don't pick me up so suddenly.." Kinich mumbles sleepily.

"Oh, shut up. You're getting off on it, I can feel your pussy squeezing me."

No decorum.

He sets Kinich down on his feet, the boy whimpering. Ajaw feels so much deeper like this...

"Lean on the wall, you're gonna want to hold onto something." Kinich does as he's told, because there isn't another option. Ajaw always wins. Ajaw lifts one of Kinich's legs, making him lean even more of his weight onto the wall in front of him. "W-What are you—"

As soon as Kinich's leg is hooked over his shoulder, Ajaw fucks into him like he's trying to get Kinich pregnant. Kinich screams out a plethora of swears in Spanish. "That good, huh Kinich? I got you speaking in Spanish and everything.. you love my cock that much?"

Kinich can't even respond, just sobbing out Ajaw's name. He cums suddenly, thick and creamy around Ajaw's cocks along with a spray of fluid. "Oh? Fuck, I should do this to you more often, Kinich. Look at yourself," tears stream down Kinich's face as he clings to Ajaw. "You're so messy, Kinich. Holy shit.."

It feels too good. Kinich can't stop his loud wails and cusses no matter how much he tries. Ajaw's cocks are ruining him thoroughly tonight, when everyone is trying to sleep. He hopes the tribe can't hear him (they most definitely can. He tries not to think about it— not like he can manage much thoughts with Ajaw inside of him).

"Ajaw! Please— please slow down!" Kinich drools, delirious. "It's too- oh, Gods, it's too much! I-I— cumming— slow down!"

Kinich's second release of the night (morning?) makes an even bigger mess, and Ajaw giggles. "Slow down? I'm in rut and you want me to slow down?" Ajaw kisses him sloppily. "You must've lost your damn mind. You're only finished when I am."

Kinich doesn't know how the wall is withstanding the sheer force of which he's being dicked down. Props to the Kshahrewar student that designed this place.

"I'll die, I'll really die—"

"Stop your bitching." Kinich's mouth opens in a soundless scream as Ajaw's treacherous hand returns to his sensitive little clit. He can't even close his legs, with one being in Ajaw's grasp and the other about to give out just from keeping himself up.

"No, n-no—" shaky hands weakly push at Ajaw's wrist, doing absolutely nothing to deter the greedy Dragonlord. "I'll pass out— Ajaw, please!"

"Give me one more," Ajaw moans, the slightest hint of exertion finally creeping into his voice. Kinich realizes he has no idea how long Ajaw had been fucking him while he slept. "Give me one more and we'll take a break. But I'm knocking you up first thing tomorrow."

Kinich nods frantically. He can only last one more before he faints from exhaustion and or exertion. Probably both, at this rate. The sheer amount of fluids he's losing because of Ajaw will definitely knock him out if he cums again.

"Take— take care of me.."

Is all Kinich says before succumbing to his final orgasm, cum gushing everywhere around Ajaw's cocks, creamy and wet. His eyes slip shut. His pussy is a mess, and Ajaw fucks into him regardless, chasing his orgasm.

"Good— you're so good, Kinich," he murmurs to the unconscious boy he's holding up against the wall. "Fuck, you're perfect."

Ajaw bites down on Kinich's neck as he cums, holding him close. He sighs, pulling out and watching a torrent of fluids gush out of Kinich's pussy. Ajaw holds back a groan, knowing he promised the Saurian Hunter a break and he can't fuck him again.

"'Take care of me,'" Ajaw repeats. He scoffs and shakes his head fondly (though he would die before admitting it). "God, Kinich, you're lucky you're mine."

He gets a rag and a cup of water to wipe Kinich down and give him something to drink when he wakes up. Ajaw takes a great deal of care wiping Kinich clean and tucking him back into bed, making sure the cup of water is close by.

Ajaw decides his rut is satiated for now.