Page 63 of Shaped to Be Yours

The door opened. I hadn’t bothered to lock it.

Ricky stood there with hair unbound, utterly fro-ified.

I stifled a laugh.

“Hey,” he whispered with a put-upon pout. “I thought someone said this was sexy?”

“It is. It so is.” I gripped the front of his T-shirt to pull him closer.

“Read the note first,” Ricky said, folding his hand over mine.

I looked at it in my other hand. “I’m guessing: YOU WILL DO BETTER? Meaningme, not you. Like, you put—”

Ricky covered my mouth to stop my rambling. “Just read it.”

I opened the note and written twenty-five times was:

I LOVE YOU

I snapped my eyes to his.

He had put his phone away too and slid both arms around my neck. “One of the best parts about dating a friend is that we are way past the ‘getting to know you’ portion of a relationship. So I already know I love you, Jason. Human. Monster. It doesn't matter to me. You are always still you.”

Tears sprang to my eyes pretty much immediately, that jerk. “Geez,” I sniffled. “Could you be any lamer?”

Ricky shoved me against the sink with a smack to my chest. Then he tightened his arms around my neck. I didn’t want to let the note go, so I crushed it against his back as I held him. Kissing Ricky… kissingRickywould never get old.

As the heat in my eyes cooled, Ricky moved from kissing my lips, to my cheek, to my ear, and whispered, “Now come downstairs and give me that knot.”

“Fuck yeah.”

We couldn’t exactly be loud with Kai in the next room, but having to stay quiet almost made it hotter. Our clothes were off in less than a minute. The urge to shift came just as fast, buthaving Ricky reach between my legs to give my cock a firm pull while saying, “I can handle the beast,” made it easier to give in.

I didn’t know if there was sense or order to how I shifted anymore. The scales spread like a wave, and tufts of fur followed it, but everything else was a jumble. The antlers sprouted again, whatever they were supposed to be from, meaning I had to be on top or worry about bonking them into the headboard.

I didn’t mind that part. I had Ricky beneath me.Ricky. And the way he touched me in this weird, shifted form of mine caused more and more monstrous features to manifest. Including the thick knot halfway down my dick.

Ricky squeezed it like last time, and all I wanted was to get it inside him. I wanted him to take it this time. All of it. But I also didn’t want him to stop rubbing his other hand up and down my chest. Having fur or scales touched was each a little different than when he touched my skin.

The fur sent shivers through me like getting goosebumps. The scales were somehow more sensitive, like rubbing off through tight underwear, even when the scales he was touching were just on the backs of my hands.

This time we had lube. I could have nutted right then when Ricky started coating me with it. Getting in up to the knot was the easy part, and when I did, Ricky moaned, before muffling the sound against my throat. I started thrusting slowly to see what he could handle. The lube helped part of the knot slip in almost immediately, and feeling that tighter squeeze made my antlers feel like they’d grown larger.

Ricky’s eyes widened as he looked at them.

“Wait, did they really just grow?”

He nodded. The more I started to press my knot inside him, widening his entrance, the more his eyes widened too. “They look… sort of like tree branches with—ah!” It popped fully inside, and he cut off with a whimper.

Which meant he squeezed tighter around me too.

Fuck.

“I-is it okay?” I asked. “Is it… amI… too weird?”

“Always.” He grinned. “But not too weird for me.” Even panting slightly as he adjusted to having my knot there, his eyes may as well have been sparkling with how he looked at me. “However you look… however you're changed or shaped… to me, you're perfect.”

Well, that wasbullshit.

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