kinktober 2024

25 | multiple orgasms | ajawnich

die

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"Again." Ajaw demands, fingers pistoning in and out of Kinich's cunt. The Saurian Hunter thrashes against the sheets, trying to get away from the sensation. Ajaw pins his hips down, forcing his fingers in further, bullying Kinich's g-spot. "I want you to cum again."

"Please!" Kinich sobs, legs shaking. He was once again woken up like this, Ajaw fingering him without a care, claiming his break was over. "Oh, Gods, Ajaw... I can't anymore!"

Kinich really doesn't think he can, but Ajaw always has to prove him wrong. The Dragonlord's nails scrape against Kinich's inner walls, making him shout, before pulling out and rubbing vigorously at his clit. Kinich is squirting before he even realizes it, moaning Ajaw's name way too loudly for six in the morning. "That's it, pretty boy. Keep moaning my name."

"Ajaw," Kinich wails. "I can't cum anymo—"

"Don't fucking lie to me, Kinich." Ajaw slaps his cunt with these harsh, too fast taps, making sure each hit is directly against Kinich's clit. "Keep going."

Kinich's voice was already hoarse from Ajaw's stupid 2 A.M activities, but the Dragonlord pressing against all the spots he knows will make Kinich sing for him is really not helping. "Fuck, I'm not— I'm not lying-!"

Ajaw raises an eyebrow before frowning, slapping harder. Kinich spasms as he cums again, wetting Ajaw's hand and wrist. "Ah, ah ah!" 

"See?" Ajaw giggles, thumbing at Kinich's sticky labia. "I know you can keep going. Don't tell me you can't."

"Oh my God, Ajaw," He's shaking, whimpering as  Ajaw pushes four fingers into his cunt. Drool drips from the corner of his lips, he really thinks he's about to die from Ajaw being fucking insatiable.

"Do you think I can fit my whole fist inside? Huh, Kinich? You think you can take it?" Ajaw's eyes are glowing. Kinich's back arches off the bed and into Ajaw's sinful touch. No matter how much his voice says he doesn't want it, his body is the most honest to Ajaw.

"No... I can't take it— I can't cum anymo—" Ajaw doesn't give a damn about what Kinich has to say: it was a losing battle before it even began. Kinich whines, giving up because he already knows Ajaw is going to be fisting him today. He doesn't know why Ajaw asks anymore, all he does is take whatever he desires from Kinich. His greed knows no bounds, but at least Ajaw pretending he cares about Kinich's opinion on the matter is somewhat of a warning, telling Kinich to brace himself for what comes next.

"You've taken both my cocks before, you can handle a fist." And Ajaw presses his thumb against the wet hole, watching Kinich's body thrash around in panic. The Dragonlord's other hand holds his hip down, forcing Kinich to be still and take it. "Stop moving so much, you little brat. It'll fit, you'll be fine. Take it, Kinich. Be good for me."

Kinich truly believes that despite their pact, Ajaw will be the death of him.

The stretch is similar to Ajaw's cocks, but so different at the same time. Ajaw isn't gentle, fucking him with his fist as soon as it's inside. Kinich cries, loudly. Ajaw splays his fist, causing Kinich to scream, "You're so loud, you must really like this!"

A knuckle brushes against his g-spot and Kinich cums. Again.

"Oh, oh Gods, Ajaw!"

"You're such a slut, Kinich. What would your friends think?" Ajaw pushes his fist a little deeper, letting Kinich's hole clench around the part of his arm just a little below his wrist. Kinich isn't listening though, can barely think when Ajaw uses him like this.

"Enough! Please! I really can't anymore.." Kinich does the only thing he knows how to— beg. Beg Ajaw for any semblance of mercy. Ajaw is so cruel during his rut.

Kinich will die before admitting it turns him on.

"You can give me one more. Just one more, Kinich." Ajaw grins down at him, nothing but pure sadism in his smile. "You're gonna cum again for me, okay? You have to. There's no other option."

And there really is no other option. Ajaw works his fist faster, clenching and unclenching his fist as he fucks Kinich with it like it's a dick. Kinich yells as his orgasm is ripped from his body, clawed from his very core. Slick wets Ajaw's entire forearm, Kinich's release soaking the sheets and leaving creamy white residue like a sinful bracelet around Ajaw's wrist. Ajaw slowly removes his hand from Kinich's hole, watching how it gapes in his absence.

His eyes trail up Kinich's body until they finally make eye contact, and he stares the Saurian Hunter down as he wraps his long tongue around his wrist, licking up Kinich's spend. Kinich's cheeks flush in embarrassment. "Don't do that.."

"Embarrassed, Kinich? I literally fisted you and this is what has you blushing?"

Kinich flushes darker, looking away. Ajaw looks at the mess between Kinich's spread thighs, gaze lingering on his pussy. "You'd better close your legs before I eat you out again."

Kinich's ears turn red as he throws a pillow at Ajaw. "No! I'm too sensitive.."

Ajaw catches it with ease, throwing it aside before kneeling and putting Kinich's legs on his shoulder.

"That's never stopped me before."