Page 15 of Dybbuk's Detritus

Theo 12.

I remember Rurik’s persistent demands of pleasure from the night before. I focus on those and not the harrowing nightmare we managed to survive. I also focus on my cock that’s hard as a diamond and totally in agreement with Rurik’s demands.

Thankful I stripped last night before we snuggled in bed, I leave a trail of butterfly kisses across his shoulders and down his spine, sliding my body until my mouth is even with his ass. Such a perky butt, jiggly in all the right ways, and plump despite his diminutive stature. Baby got back.

I nip at his sweet flesh, parting his cheeks with my hands to expose his glistening hole. He moans low in his sleep, shifting his top leg to bend at the knee and spread himself open for me. What a good mate. With a broad tongue, I swipe up and down his crease, rimming his opening in concentric circles until I feel him soften. His hips move, seeking more. Growling, I tense my tongue and gently fuck him with it. He’s slowly waking up, his moans growing louder, his hand winding back to hold my head. He urges me closer, and I laugh because I can’t get any closer than I am.

“Aleph, fuck me, please.” He demands politely and I’m happy to oblige. My cock literally spitting mad at being neglected.

Gliding back up his body, I thrust through his cheeks, spreading his abundant slick along my shaft, before pulling back slightly and pushing through his tight ring of muscle. We groan as I slide to the hilt. No resistance, just decadent acceptance.

Our heavy breathing provides a symphony for our coupling. Like an undulating wave, our bodies move in sync, a reciprocity of give and take, push and pull, love and devotion. He is everything to me, the center of my world and I am his. We are stronger together and together we will be unstoppable.

His hot, snug channel chokes my cock as he nears his release. Gripping his hip tighter, I push deeper with every thrust. I wasn’t exaggerating yesterday when I said I wanted to stay inside him forever. He is my home, my sanctuary, my temple.

“Breed me, aleph. Give me your cum, make my belly swell with your child.” Fuck, that’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever heard.

“Touch yourself, tav, show me how much I please you, and I will fill your womb.” He keens loudly, his hand a blur between his legs. I pull on his waist and angle his body so I can see his dick better. At the first volley of his spunk, I drive into his body hard and deep, biting his neck with my own teeth as I paint his receptive womb. Praying to the Fates that it takes hold. That with our love we create the next generation. That we are fortunate to leave a legacy that will change the world.

Rurik begins to shake violently and I’m unsure what’s happened. I turn him in my arms and cup his face. His cheeks wet with tears, his lips quivering with emotion.

“Tav, Rurik, what is it? Did I hurt you?”

He shakes his head, “N-no. You could n-never hurt me.” He cries harder as he tries valiantly to burrow into my chest.

“What’s wrong, please tell me?” I plead, my eagle pushing me to fix what has upset our mate.

“Nothing is wrong, everything is perfect. You’re perfect and I love you so much and I’m so grateful that you found me.”

I smile despite his tears. Kissing his forehead, I murmur, “And that has made you cry?” He waves me off, scoffing.

“No, that’s all well and fine. I mean, it’s awesome, stupendous.”

“Then…why are you crying? I’m at a loss here, love.”

He arches his neck to meet my eyes. “You listened to me.”

“I’ll always listen to you, Rurik. We are partners and I love you.” He sniffles, wiping under his eyes, giving me a naughty smirk. Uh-oh.

“I asked for a rub and tug last night, and this morning you deliver transcendent orgasms. You listened to me, to what I needed, and went above and beyond.”

“You are an odd otter.” I deadpan.

“I am. And I’m your odd otter.” He sighs, dropping his eyes to my chest. “I’ve not been abstinent, as you know, but my experiences have always been lacking. I craved something that seemed elusive and unattainable. Until you.”

I roll my eyes. “Are you talking about my penis?”

He slowly lifts his gaze to mine, and I see sincerity in its depths. “Not entirely. I craved what only you could give me. Acceptance, understanding, unconditional love, a protected nest to rest and regroup and be myself.”

I kiss his pouty lips, tenderly, before resting my forehead against his. “You have done the same for me, my vydra.”

A firm knock on our door disturbs the moment. “Avot.” Tilly’s gruff voice sounds from the other side.

“Yes, Tilly?” Rurik asks, sitting upright in bed. I join him, pulling the sheet over us in case she enters.

“There is a package for the Aleph, I’ll leave it outside your door.” I jump out of bed, hastily grabbing some pants to throw on, then rip the door open, nearly off the hinges. I pick up the medium box, shaking it as I close the door. Rurik is staring at me with his mouth agape and his eyes comically wide.

“What the hell, Theo? I didn’t know you could move that fast.”

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