Page 35 of To Fall for a Dragon

The squeak of delight made Hakko smile and worry at the same time. “It’s what I’ll use to stretch you and make sure there’s very little pain. Everything will glide easier for us.”

“No spit?”

“No… well…sort of. May I?” Hakko asked as he rearranged Poe to his liking. He rubbed Poe’s thighs, hoping Poe would say yes.

ChapterNineteen

Poe lay on the bed as Hakko prepared for the next part. Poe was nervous and anxious, nothing like he had been when Hakko kissed his cock and brushed a thumb across his sensitive balls.

The anticipation of trying to guess what Hakko meant to do didn’t prepare Poe for the sudden swallowing. Hakko took Poe’s cock to the back of his throat in one motion. Heat surrounded Poe as Hakko slid up and down, dragging his lips along the stiff shaft. His tongue did a twisty thing along the underside of Poe’s cock, sending lightning bolts of arousal along his spine. Poe arched his back and shouted. Hakko pushed his hips down and used his considerable strength to lock Poe into place while he sucked Poe’s brains out.

The sensation of Hakko’s tongue swirling around his dick was too much as his orgasm ripped through him. His balls grew heavy and tight as pleasure threatened to erupt. Poe barely had a chance to tap Hakko before his impending climax.

Hakko didn’t stop. He continued to tease as Poe came in his mouth. He swallowed Poe’s pent-up emotions with ease and possibly happiness. As Poe became sensitive to Hakko’s ministrations, Hakko pulled off and rested his head on Poe’s stomach.

Poe wasn’t sure what the etiquette was in this instance. Was he supposed to apologize? Say thank you?

“Poe?”

“I’m sorry. I came in your mouth, and that was terrible of me. I should have—“ A finger on his lips stopped the flow of words. “I’m sure you’re disappointed.”

“Not even a bit. It took the edge off you and allowed you to relax. Now I can embrace every tactic in my arsenal to bring you back to the same precipice,” Hakko said. He lifted himself up on his elbows and met Poe’s eyes with affection and adoration shining in his own. “It’s okay, Poe. I promise. You coming is a sign of a job well done.”

“Now what?” Poe was discombobulated and undone. He wanted to continue, but he didn’t know how or what to tell Hakko. There were too many starts and stops, and it confused Poe.

Hakko pulled himself close to Poe and took his mouth. The kiss held a hint of spice and something else. He followed Hakko’s lead and let himself drown in the moment. Hakko’s talented kisses always distracted Poe from his dangerous thoughts. He wrapped an arm around Hakko’s shoulders and allowed him to drape himself over Poe’s body. Having Hakko there was a balm to his battered heart.

Hakko lifted Poe’s leg and wrapped it around his waist. His hand tickled the underside of Poe’s scrotum. The odd scratching sensation zinged unexpectedly through Poe. He grunted and pressed into the touch, seeking more.

Poe kissed Hakko hard, his tongue slipping into the heated cavern of Hakko’s mouth as Hakko pressed against the tight muscle of his ass. He spread his legs wider, hoping it would help Hakko with his task.

Hakko whispered words of encouragement as he untangled himself from Poe’s octopus grip. “I’m just preparing you.”

Poe nodded, unsure of why Hakko had to tell him, but trusting Hakko anyway. Hakko hadn’t steered him wrong yet.

The scent of lemons wafted through the air, and its freshness relaxed Poe. Hakko arranged himself along Poe, his arm under Poe’s leg, his fingers brushing the stretch of skin between his ass and balls. It was weird, but still good.

“I’m going to stretch your hole with my fingers. It’ll burn. You might like it or not. But give it a moment, and hopefully it should feel good,” Hakko whispered, nibbling on Poe’s earlobe.

Poe nodded and closed his eyes. The tickle of Hakko’s finger was teasing, and Poe’s breath caught as Hakko pressed onward. The lubrication of the lemony slick and Hakko’s unhurried ways sent a jolt of lust to Poe’s eager cock.

Hakko twisted his finger past the tight muscle until the first knuckle was through. The fullness was different, but it wasn’t too bad. Poe wiggled, needing Hakko to move. He wanted more of what Hakko was doing. He kissed Hakko hard as he gazed into Hakko’s bright golden eyes that flickered with dragon flames.

Another slick finger pressed inside his hole to slide against the first one. Hakko twisted and scissored slowly, stretching Poe. They continued to make eye contact. It was heady.

Hakko’s thumb teased the underside of Poe’s balls, forcing Poe to split his focus three ways. He couldn’t decide what was more important: Hakko’s eyes, the gentle in and out of Hakko’s fingers, or the elusive touch against Poe’s balls.

Gentle thrusts of two fingers in his ass had Poe biting back words and grunts. Embarrassing noises remained locked in Poe’s throat.

Hakko bit the sharp hinge of Poe’s jaw. “Talk to me, Poe. Show me what you like. I can’t see if you’re happy or not.”

“This is good. I just—fuck. Fuck.Fuck!” Poe swore as Hakko pushed his thick fingers deep inside Poe, finding a pleasure centre Poe didn’t realize existed. “Hakko, Hakko, what’s... what’s that?”

“That is what makes the world go round.” Hakko breathed into Poe’s ear, sending shivers and spreading goose bumps along Poe’s body. “How do you feel?”

“Fuck you, Hakko. It’s—it’s lightning, but the good kind.” Poe squeezed his eyes shut and focused on Hakko. The fingers were dragging against his channel, and it was magical.

“I’m going to keep going. This might not be so comfortable.” Hakko kissed the side of Poe’s face as he added another finger to the tight entrance.

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