“Yes. The way they did it in the movies we watched together?” Beast had introduced Laurent to porn. Nothing super hardcore, and mostly clips depicting the kind of stuff they were already doing anyway, but he played a nice film with anal sex as well, quietly watching Laurent’s reaction to the couple depicted on the screen. Was this what Laurent had in mind now?
Laurent wouldn’t meet his gaze, but his touch on Beast’s skin was constant, as if he couldn’t get enough. “Yes. And sometimes I saw people have sex in the clubhouse, and I imagined how it would be to have you do that with me. I… I feel like I give up all of myself to you when you take over, and I keep wanting more of that feeling.”
Beast licked his lip, watching Laurent in silence. The rain has become more rapid, now drumming above their heads like a force urging him into action. He reached over Laurent and tugged his backpack closer. He’d put lube in one of the easily reachable pockets—just in case—and was so glad he didn’t have to ruin the atmosphere by tossing everything out of the main compartment. With the tube in hand, he rolled them both over, so that he and Laurent lay on their sides facing one another.
The smooth glide of Laurent’s mane over Beast’s naked arm was a pleasure in its own right, but his heart wanted to see Laurent every step of the way. He cradled the warm head in the crook of his arm and urged Laurent’s lips to open with his tongue, trailing his fingers down the curve of his spine, teasing and grabbing gently until his hand rested on Laurent’s buttock. It was round and fit so well in Beast’s hand he grinned against Laurent’s lips.
Laurent's cock twitched when Beast dipped the tips of his fingers between his ass cheeks. The skin on Laurent’s arms was covered in goose bumps, and Laurent’s kisses only became more desperate.
Beast didn’t want to rush things, since he’d waited so long for this already, but his stiff cock was making exercising patience much harder. All he wanted was to see his dick dip between those juicy round halves until it disappeared inside of Laurent’s body over and over again. He didn’t even realize when the fantasy led him to circling Laurent’s pucker with his fingertip. Laurent moaned into Beast’s lips and arched against him in the most exquisite way.
Trailing warm kisses down Laurent’s neck and onto his arm, he pulled on Laurent’s knee, bringing it to rest on Beast’s hip so that his hole would be exposed. Beast groaned, rubbing his cheek against Laurent’s damp hair and moved his hips for good measure, until his long prick settled between Laurent’s thighs again, comfortably resting against the heat of Laurent’s sac. He pushed their bodies closer, squeezing Laurent’s cock in between, hard enough to tease yet with not enough pressure to make his lover come prematurely. That would only happen once Beast was inside. With a devilish smile tugging at his mouth, he pushed the tube into Laurent’s hand. “Squeeze some on my hand.”
Laurent’s face was already getting that glorious flush that always made Beast want to get Laurent to suck him. Laurent’s obedience had Beast growing harder. Every lick of his lips, every uncertain glance into Beast’s eyes had him feeling like this was special and binding Laurent to him the same way Beast was already tangled up in Laurent.
“Is this enough?” Laurent whispered, pushing his cock against Beast’s body.
Beast rubbed his forehead against Laurent’s and lapped at his half-open lips. They were warm, and sweet, and he wanted to do nothing else but kiss them all day long. “A little bit more, so I can push into you real easy.”
Laurent shivered at the words, and the wolf inside of Beast awakened completely. He’d eat his beautiful boy alive until Laurent was gasping and panting to be devoured. He began the process by biting into Laurent’s lips with a groan as Laurent squeezed more lube onto Beast’s fingers. The cock pressing into Beast was hot and throbbing, but would get no more attention until Beast decided so.
With so much slick gel in his palm, the glide of Beast’s fingers into the crack between Laurent’s buttocks was a smooth, languid affair that had them both groaning for entirely different reasons. Laurent’s eyes shut, and he gave a low moan, hiding his face in the crook of Beast’s neck as Beast explored the sensitive skin with his digits, moving them up and down, almost all the way along the perineum, then back across the hole itself, which twitched violently when one of his fingertips rolled over it. The soft folds around Laurent’s anus were a thing of beauty on their own, and Beast took his time swirling his fingers over them, not quite trying to open Laurent’s body yet.