Page 5 of The Accidental Dragon Baby

“Yes.” Ivo bit his lip, ever so conscious of the slick trickling down his thighs. “So wet.”

“Show me. Let me feel you.”

Ivo swallowed hard, suddenly nervous. If he were to press his ass against the glory hole... It was possible to hide his scars from Ace, right?

He released Ace’s bulge, shoving down his pants before Ace could pull away to look through the hole. Ace was leaning away, though.

Panicking, Ivo kicked over the stool and leaped onto it. He caught himself mid-wobble.

Then he pried his cheeks apart, and shoved his wet entrance onto Ace’s bulge so none of his scars were visible.

Ace hissed. “Fuck! Fuck, you just—”

He withdrew from the glory hole. Ivo’s ass bumped against the cold, hard wall, and he whined.

Except thick fingers pushed between Ivo’s cheeks, sliding up and down his crack in a blissful caress. Ace spread Ivo’s wetness around, playing with the bundle of nerves around his rim. Ivo whined.

“You’re so wet,” Ace rasped, his voice dipping lower. “You should’ve told me how ready you were.”

He slid two fingers straight into Ivo. Ivo jerked, bliss shooting through his body.

Ace began crooking his fingers, probing around. Ivo held his breath. Was Ace going to find—?

Ace’s fingers hooked against his sweet spot, and pleasure burst through him. Ivo’s back arched off the wall; a ragged sound tore out of him.

“Oh?” Ace sounded like he was smiling again. “Did I find something?”

He began to massage that spot, until Ivo’s precum shot out of him and his knees buckled. Ivo had to shove his hands against the opposite wall to keep himself upright. “D-don’t tease!”

“This is teasing?” Ace was definitely smiling. He kept rubbing that spot, over and over until Ivo shuddered, his body clenching around Ace, trying to take him deeper.

“I need your cock.” His voice broke.

“Fuck.” Ace made soft hushing sounds. “I’ll give it to you, babe. Don’t worry, all right? I’ll make sure you feel good.”

Ivo froze. He’d never been called a babe, especially not after he’d received his scars.

And yet Ace had just given him the nickname so readily.

He closed his eye and listened to the alpha. For a moment, Ivo could just... pretend. That he was pretty, that he didn’t have all the ugly scars on his skin.

“I’m a babe?” he asked in a small voice.

“Oh, yes,” Ace purred. “So perfect for me.”

Ivo’s heart stuttered. He closed his wet eye and tried to breathe—right before those thick fingers came back, three of them slipping into him this time.

“That’s it. You’re opening up so nicely for me,” Ace growled. He pressed another finger in; Ivo felt himself stretch.

“More.” He palmed his aching cock, trying to breathe. Ace massaged him inside, on and on until he ached for release. “I need,” Ivo gasped. “Please.”

“I’ll give it to you,” Ace murmured. His fingers slipped out. Then he grunted. “Fuck, this condom is... a tad small.”

Ivo moaned. Had Ace grown even bigger? How good would Ace feel inside him? “Inside. Inside, now.”

Something blunt nudged against his opening. Ivo gasped. And Ace pushed in, big and unyielding.

Ivo was coming even before Ace hit his prostate.

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