Page 36 of To Fall for a Dragon

The stretch and the resulting burn was more than anything Poe had dealt with before. It hurt, and it stopped his breath. Poe arched under Hakko, clenching hard as he pushed through the harshness and tried to find that nugget of joy Hakko had introduced him to.

“It’s okay, Poe. It’s okay,” Hakko whispered. Poe nodded and waited. It had to get better.

And it did. The burn eased, and Hakko’s gentle ministrations soothed the tense muscles until Poe ached to thrust and to come once more.

Hakko kissed Poe on the mouth before licking his way down Poe’s body until he was level with Poe’s cock. His hot breath against Poe’s shaft made Poe mad with lust and need.

The familiar lemony scent drifted through the air again as Hakko opened the jar. The cool gel soothed some of the stretch, giving Poe a moment to breathe.

“Sorry, Poe.” Hakko bussed the inside of Poe’s thigh before swallowing Poe down his throat. Hakko bobbed a few times on Poe’s cock before dragging his lips along the shaft, catching the head’s rim and giving it extra attention.

Poe was out of his mind in a maelstrom of lusty haze. Everything was happening. He wasn’t sure what was supposed to be going on, but he wanted it all. He ached for Hakko.

“Poe? How are you doing?” Hakko’s voice was hoarse as he checked in. Poe lifted himself on his elbows, concern warring with arousal as he took in Hakko’s appearance. Hakko’s eyes were flame-filled, and he was more dragonesque as though holding back his needs was bringing the dragon forward.

“I don’t know!”

“I’m going to fuck you now, okay?” Hakko stated, and Poe nodded jerkily. Hakko removed his fingers from Poe, and the resulting sensation left Poe empty and bereft. Hakko kissed Poe’s belly once before kneeling and placing his thick cock against Poe’s stretched hole. The blunt head had Poe sucking in air and bracing for the pressure as Hakko slowly moved forward. “Push outward, Poe. I realize it’s weird, but believe me, it'll help.”

Poe gave Hakko the finger. He remembered this part. It always hurt, though his previous encounters didn’t care much about Poe’s sense of comfort. Hakko was already infinitely better than anyone else. Having sex face-to-face was new, and it was nice. He liked being able to watch Hakko’s expressions as he entered Poe. The ability to discover what Hakko was feeling was empowering.

Poe keened as Hakko’s thick cock dragged against the pleasure nugget inside. It was a lightning shower all over the back of his eyes. He babbled something for Hakko, though it was gibberish.

Hakko kissed his hand as it flailed about. His eyes never left Poe’s as he fucked him, pulling almost out before sliding back in. It was methodical in its torture as Poe’s arousal wound him higher and higher. Hakko nodded once before gripping Poe’s hips and taking charge. His thrusts became deep and hard as Poe came apart at the seams.

Poe reared up and curled his hand around Hakko’s neck, bringing him close. He needed more connection with Hakko. He kissed Hakko, demanding Hakko open his mouth. Hakko growled as he adjusted their bodies so Poe was straddling his lap.

The angle allowed Poe to control the depth and the speed. It was perfect. Poe pressed his sweat-slicked body against Hakko’s hot torso and groaned at the sensation.

It was so much better now. Every motion hit Poe’s arousal centre, sending him higher into the stratosphere. He ached to come, but Hakko had to be there with him. Hakko’s movements weren’t as smooth, and his breathing was harsh, which let Poe know Hakko was ready to soar. Experimenting, Poe rolled his hips, lifting off Hakko before twisting on the way down. Hakko’s eyes closed before he slammed Poe down hard on his cock.

Poe growled once at Hakko’s attempt to steer the course. His teeth dropped, and the sharp incisors grazed Hakko’s jaw. Poe blinked as an idea took hold.

He sucked a spot low on Hakko’s neck, licking the salt away, tasting the essence that was pure Hakko and bit on the taut flesh. The hot blood combined with their heightened arousal was an aphrodisiac.

Hakko roared, shaking the walls as he thrust deep into Poe once more, his cock emptying within Poe. It triggered Poe’s own desires, and he bit Hakko’s neck, drinking the blood as he came on their bellies.

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Hakko winced at the sting, but kept an arm around Poe as he took his fill. He wasn’t sure about Poe sucking his blood as part of a climax, but if it gave Poe more sustenance, he’d be okay with it.

Poe went slack in his arms, and his head lolled on Hakko’s shoulder after coming. Hakko slid out of Poe and set him on the bed.

Hakko shook his head before stumbling to the bathroom and getting a washcloth. He peered into the mirror and gaped at the two distinct bite marks along his neck and collar. Poe had laid a claim on him. It was beautiful, but unexpected.

Dampening the cloth, Hakko cleaned Poe as best he could before covering him with a blanket. He checked the time on the wall clock, attempting to judge when sunrise would be. Hakko wasn’t confident in his care of vampires, and Poe hadn’t been exactly forthcoming.

This wasn’t what Hakko expected to do post coitus. He had hoped for a few snuggles or a word or two. However, the more he thought about it, the more Hakko realized that Poe would never allow himself to pass out this completely if he didn’t trust Hakko to protect him. And it made Hakko feel proud and smug. He closed the blinds as well as the curtains in his room, crossing his fingers that no sunlight would make it in.

He curled himself around Poe’s prone body and watched him rest. Eventually Hakko fell asleep, protectively draped around his Poe.

In the morning, Hakko woke alone with the sun peeking through the edges of the windows. He patted the space where Poe was, feeling it cold and empty of life. There was no note, nothing to explain where Poe had gone.

Roaring at the loss of his lover, Hakko stalked through his apartment, his senses on high alert as he hunted for whomever had stolen Poe.

Ethan came running from the main museum after hearing Hakko bellow. He covered his eyes as he swept an arm out to stop Hakko. “Hakko, what’s wrong, and why are you naked?”

“I can’t find Poe. He’s gone. I must figure out where he is,” Hakko growled. He sniffed the air, trying to pinpoint Poe’s location.

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