Dear Elira. More clear slick dripped from Aleric’s ass, and the underside of his balls glistened with it.
“Fuck me! Please! It hurts, and I need your COCK!”
He shouted the last word with his ass stuck up. Jaime threw his shirt on the floor and got onto the bed. Aleric made an animalistic noise and pressed back.
“Lay on your back.” Even if this was to get rid of the heat fever, Jaime didn’t want to simply hump him like a thing to fuck. Aleric wasn’t someone he was with, but he wasn’t a whore or the result of a drunken night out.
“Grab my hair and fuck me like a whore!”
Jaime hadn’t been expecting to hear that. Heat fever was cured by anal sex, but it didn’t mean the receiver suddenly wanted to be treated like a slutty bottom.
“I will fuck you when you turn over.”
It wasn’t hard for Jaime to flip him over. As soon as Aleric was on his back, he wrapped his arms and legs around Jaime to pull him in.
“Fuck me,” he whined with his face against Jaime’s shoulder as he dug his fingers into his back. “I need you to fuck me like a filthy whore. Make it stop hurting. Please…”
Jaime managed to shift himself despite Aleric clinging to him like a limpet so he could grasp his cock and line up the head of his cock with his hole. Aleric certainly wasn’t making it easy in his desperation. As soon as the head entered, Aleric made a noise like he’d been mortally wounded. Jaime flinched, thinking he’d hurt him.
“More!” Aleric’s hips strained upward. “Now!”
Jaime eased his thick shaft in. Even though Aleric had opened himself with the toy and he was leaking slick, Jaime didn’t want to ram himself in case it worsened anything or hurt him in a new way. Aleric’s passage contracted and squeezed every inch of his cock tight enough to where he had to hold back a moan.
Aleric had no such control. Jaime could feel the heat from his chest through his linen shirt which was damp from sweat, and the muscles squeezing his cock suddenly eased. It was still tight and what he'd expect to feel during anal.
“Finally,” gasped Aleric, almost sounding normal for a second, although a bit breathless. “It’s been too long.” He tried to move his hips. “Harder-please.”
Jaime pulled back to thrust as he pressed his mouth to the side of Aleric’s neck. Dear Elira, there was nothing like being in an abundant male’s ass, and Aleric made a lot of slick. Thewetness and tight heat were perfect around his cock, and he squeezed the slim body under his while keeping his knees braced so he wouldn’t put his full weight on Aleric’s torso. He didn’t know if pressure would worsen anything inside, and he wasn’t risking it since he couldn’t know exactly what Aleric was feeling.
“Faster. Grab my hair andfuck me.”
His cock was hard against Jaime’s stomach, and he tightened his legs. If having his hair grabbed made it better and easier for him to get off, Jaime was fine with that. He loved pulling hair as long as the other enjoyed it. He moved a hand under Aleric’s head and got a good handful so the pressure wouldn’t be too concentrated in one spot.
Aleric groaned with his eyes squeezed shut as he dragged his fingernails down Jaime’s back. The light sting spurred Jaime on as he pounded his soaked hole.
“You feel so good in me,” Aleric gasped as Jaime kissed down his neck and kept a tight hold of his hair.
Jaime hadn’t been with anyone in a few months, and he hoped Aleric was near enough with the heat. Being so close to him, he realized under Aleric’s natural rose smell, which was normal for a lot of fairies, there was a hint of lavender, and it wasn’t from soap.
Jaime kissed him, and Aleric kissed him right back like a starving man.
“I’m so close,” he mumbled.
“Cum for me.”
Aleric bit his shoulder nearly hard enough to hurt, and his clenching around Jaime’s cock tipped him over the edge as he thrust harder. Aleric made a noise like an animal as his whole body tensed, and he clung to Jaime who groaned. The orgasm shuddered through him, and he tightened his one arm with his face in the crook of Aleric’s neck. For a few seconds, he forgotwhy they were fucking in the first place and didn’t want it to stop.
The orgasm ebbed, and Jaime had to remind himself to loosen his hold. Aleric’s whole body eased, and his arms and legs went limp. Relief washed over Jaime as he let go of his hair.
“Does it still hurt?”
Aleric made a vague noise that sounded negative, and Jaime lifted his head to see his eyelids closed. Thank Elira he wasn’t in pain anymore. Jaime would never barge in again and cause that to happen again.
Aleric’s breathing was slow and even, and he didn’t move when Jaime gently pulled out his softening cock to lay by him. Since Aleric had fallen asleep so fast, the whole thing must have been utterly exhausting, unlike a typical heat. A nap would be best for him. Jaime could have gone to sleep too from the orgasm alone, but it felt like leaving Aleric alone. He propped himself up on his elbow and anxiously studied him.
His face was quite relaxed, so he must have felt better. The heat fever wouldn’t have any other effects, right? Jaime wasn’t an abundant male, and he hoped there wasn’t anything else he was unaware of.
He spotted a cloth on the bed. Aleric must have been lying on it earlier so he wouldn’t drip all over his blanket. So much for that. There would be a huge wet spot as cum and slick dripped out of him. Jaime took the cloth and wiped off the white streaks from Aleric’s cum on his stomach.