“You smell so nice. I just wanna eat you up.”
“Now that we’re married, you can do as you wish,” Laurent whispered, and a shiver went down his naked back at Beast’s touch. He was no longer embarrassed of his own lust, because he knew for certain they shared the same hunger for each other.
Laurent moaned when he sensed just how stiff Beast already was when he pressed harder against Laurent’s ass. Even though he would have never actually done so, Laurent’s imagination suggested all sorts of plots in which Beast took advantage of his newfound husband privileges right after the marriage ceremony. Maybe already back at the town hall.
Beast leaned back slightly, and then Laurent heard the unmistakeable sound of a cap being opened. A lube/massage oil bottle was part of the set, and the moment its thick, musky scent reached Laurent, he couldn’t help but rock his hips back toward Beast. When Beast pulled back, escaping the teasing, Laurent didn’t expect the generous drizzle of oil between his buttocks.
He whimpered into the pillow and blew air at his own hair to get a glimpse of Beast. He clenched his ass, already thinking of the perfection that was his man’s cock. This time, everything would be up to Beast, and having all decision taken out of his hands gave Laurent an unexpected thrill, even if he was still nervous.
“Oh, it’s warm,” Laurent muttered when the lube spilled down his balls as well and began heating up his skin.
“And so slick too. Imagine it inside you when I push in,” Beast whispered, pressing his thumb between Laurent’s buttocks while his hand rested across the crack.
“Yes.” Laurent groaned, forgetting himself in pleasure. Maybe the cuffs weren’t about being trapped. Maybe they were about giving the partner wearing them the freedom to just lie back and accept pleasure? He spread his legs wider. “Is that safe though?” The nervous part of his brain wouldn’t give it a rest, so he had to ask.
“Is what safe?” Beast asked, kissing along Laurent’s shoulder while his thumb teased Laurent’s anus, coaxing it to relax and open up. He was so very good at this, so gentle and yet forceful enough to arouse a sense of excitement in Laurent.
“That oil. Is it good for using inside? The box was wrapped, so I never got to read the instru—” His words turned into a moan when Beast pushed half his thick thumb inside.
“Uh-huh,” Beast whispered, slowly fucking Laurent with his finger. He wasn’t attempting to tease Laurent’s prostate and just rubbed his tight insides with a tantalizing slowness that made the lube heat up more. “I think it’s very good for the inside of your ass.”
Laurent rocked his face against the pillow, tensing his trapped arms and focusing on all the new sensations. “Oh, God. It is warm inside too.” He clenched his hands into fists, excited that Beast was watching him like this. It had to be the streak of vanity in him, but he loved the way Beast adored him with his gaze.
Beast pulled his finger all the way out, only to thrust it back in, wiggling around his fingertip in a way that had Laurent rubbing his hips against the bedding. Nothing much had happened yet, and already he was almost completely hard.
“I bet it’s you who made it so warm,” Beast whispered. He pulled out his thumb again and gently swatted Laurent’s ass.
“It’s because you make me so hot every time.” Laurent looked over his shoulder, but his vision was still mostly obscured by his hair. His heart was pounding in his chest at Beast’s touch. He was so much smaller, and yet the apple of Beast’s eye.
Beast slowly withdrew his thumb from Laurent’s hole, but then it was replaced by a smooth, cool presence. The rounded tip was followed by a sort of neck before flaring again, and Laurent squeezed down on it in surprise.
“Easy. It’s just a tiny toy,” Beast said, comforting Laurent with the touch of his hand.
Laurent tensed up anyway, trembling at the novelty of it all. At least with Beast, he knew he was safe. “I know, I know. I just have to relax.” But it wasn’t easy when trying new things, especially with someone else watching—even if that someone was a husband.
“Just think about it, Laurent. My cock is much larger,” Beast said and moved over Laurent. His bulge rubbed against Laurent’s cuffed hands, sending burning hot flames all the way to Laurent’s dick, which remained trapped under his body.
He moaned, opening his palm to try to stroke Beast’s cock. “So much, much larger,” he whispered with a grin as the cock pressed against his open palm through the fabric.
Beast laughed and pulled away from the caress. The toy pressed at Laurent’s slick entrance again, and this time Laurent didn’t instinctively recoil, breathing in cool air instead. The heating lube turned his hole so sensitive every shift in position felt like a caress, so when the first segment of the toy slipped in, Laurent whimpered, curling his toes and rocking back against it.