Page 102 of Evil Hearts

A nearly inaudible hum came from the creature, stirring the thick stillness of the room. It vibrated through the air and alighted upon Lewis’ nose. Following in the wake, Huk’s body slinked up the bed. Lewis braced himself for the detritus crashing into him, but the creature nestled at his side. Its form barely grazed his arm as breath filled and emptied from its lungs.

Despite seemingly having been dredged from the river, a soft, dry warmth emanated from Huk, and Lewis invariably leaned closer. His skin prickled at the unknowable beast. What else could Huk do beyond what it had already accomplished in his dreams, he wondered.

“May I touch you?”

The words jolted Lewis to the present. He locked eyes with Huk’s golden stare a little above his head. He breathed an affirmation before he could think better of it.

Huk’s digits slid over Lewis’ bare waist, skimming the hem of his shirt. As far as the man could tell, no mud or wetness trailed after. He didn’t have to worry about getting muddy at least. Still, Lewis lay like a board under Huk’s attention.

“You may relax. Like in your dreams.”

Lewis nearly laughed. “Being asleep and dreaming is one thing. But I’m awake now and you’rehereandreal.”

“I was as real and present the past nights as I am now.” The circles of Huk’s strokes slowed. “I did not touch you then.”

“Th-then how?”

“I merely laid myself beside you. Your body did the rest.”

Lewis wasn’t sure if he could trust Huk, but he was still too drunk to do any critical thinking at this point. Besides, Huk’s hands felt good against his skin.

Huk varied its pace, petting Lewis’ torso, leading the man to warm into the strokes. Nearly lulled to sleep by the ministrations, Lewis fought to keep his eyes open. He attempted to study Huk’s features, though the creature easily melted into indistinct textures of bark and reeds by the lamplight. Lewis forced blinks to clear his eyes. It still felt like a fever dream.

He hadn’t noticed until Huk grazed the top of his pubic hair, but the creature had continually widened his circles with each pass. Yet Lewis was reluctant to stop it. Loving and tender, it was a massage that extended beyond his skin to his spirit.

“I’ve missed this feeling,” said Huk.

“Me too,” Lewis murmured, gaze flitting to the strange gangly arm by his waist.

Huk seemed to sigh. ”Humans are soft within and out.”

“And you?”

“My softness is hidden.” Huk fixed Lewis with its gaze. “Would you like to find it?”

The pure intimacy sent a flush across Lewis’ face. He had to admit that he was curious. Long had it been since anyone had caressed him as tenderly as Huk. He pressed his lips together. Fuck it. One night to be selfish and drift away from the responsibilities of the world. He would have this.

“Guide me.”

A little chitter came from the depths of Huk’s throat as it slinked up to meet Lewis’ face. The pads of its paw cupped around Lewis’ balls, coaxing his cock to jerk.

“When you are ready. You will see,” said Huk. It continued to knead and stroke, making short work of Lewis and his composure.

The creature drew its claws around to the man’s rear. Lewis’ skin tingled from the trace of Huk’s claws and the leathery press of the pads. His cock sprang forth, kissing the dark mass before him in a nod.

Lewis peered down, the creature’s nethers were a tangle of weeds and mud. He ventured a touch. It was solid and nothing came off on his fingers. There was some magic holding the thing together. At least they could avoid a mess and an embarrassing talk with hotel management.

The man delved past the exterior debris, coming to something akin to a gator belly. Palming the length of Huk’s form, his fingers came to a slight depression. Huk’s breath stuttered. This was the place. With a gentle press, Lewis sank in a finger. The firm smoothness there parted to reveal a wet slit. Well, most of Huk was wet, but here a considerable warmth welcomed him. Lewis ached with longing.

“There,” Huk affirmed.

The tip of Lewis’ finger pulled away. His mind hesitated again but something compelled him to stay. He traced his slick finger around the edge of the slit. Huk released a tremulous breath, the vibration echoing through its body. The man choked an exhale. The creature roiled upward to take in Lewis’ finger. He obliged with another.

“Please,” hissed Huk, “more.”

Lewis considered the rest of his hand, then promptly remembered the other part of him. He bumped up his hips, his cock nudging between the reeds. The depression received him and his length slid into the wake of his hand. A restrained gasp billowed over his teeth.

Huk’s insides circled the man’s cock, enveloping it in wet, rolling heat. Lewis pressed in, the resistance firm but malleable with coaxing. A golden surge bloomed across his front. His hips began to buck. Each drag sparked a fiery glow, lighting andpulling the strings deep within his body to a tune of categorical pleasure.

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