Trent’s musings on life were cut short as Paz turned off the water and slid into the steaming tub. Damn, his demon liked the water hot.
Which was when Trent realized he could feel his body again, specifically everything below the waist. He experimentally slid his foot back so his knee was up. He went to slide it back down again, but instead his other foot did the same thing, and both knees splayed out to the side. They were just above the water, and he could feel his knees pressing against the inside of the bathtub, but he couldn’t seem to slide his feet down, so Paz obviously still had some control.
What— he started to ask, but Paz interrupted him.
“Just enjoy the bath, Trent,” Paz whispered. “You deserve a little... pleasure.”
Trent didn’t think he was imaging the flirty tone this time.
Trent felt a pinch on both of his nipples, and he realized he could also feel those, but not his hands. He tried not to groan as Paz pinched his nipples again and lightly pulled them. When Paz pinched them harder, he couldn’t help the sound that he made.
“That’s it. Just enjoy. You did such a good job shopping all day. You deserve a little reward,” Paz murmured.
Fuck, it felt good. Trent had almost forgotten how sensitive his nipples were. It really had been quite awhile since he’d had an orgasm with anything but his own hand, and he usually kept those pretty quick.
He watched as one hand slid down his body, the other giving his nipple a pinch again. His dick was hardening, and he thought about grabbing it and jerking himself off. Only he wasn’t in control, because the hand slid down and caressed his balls, gently giving them a tug at the same time his nipple was pulled.
Fuck, he groaned out.Paz… fuck. He didn’t even know what else to say. It was his hand on his body, but it felt like it was Paz’s, and it was pretty fucking amazing.
Paz chuckled, and then his hand reached up and curled around Trent’s dick. It gently slid up his shaft until it reached the head, and Paz gave a firm tug once he got there, making Trent groan again.
Trent was fully hard now, and he could see his cock getting redder as Paz continued to tease him, gently tugging his balls and pinching his nipple, then sliding his hand up Trent’s cock to give it a firm squeeze at the same time he tugged on Trent’s nipple. It felt amazing, but Trent needed more. It was like slow torture.
More, Paz, he managed to pant out. He wasn’t sure how he could be out of breath when he didn’t have a body, but he sure as fuck felt that way.
Paz stopped tugging on his nipple, but Trent didn’t have time to protest, because Paz’s hand started rubbing around the underside of the head of his cock, then he was firmly gripping it and tugging it, and fuck, it felt good.
Then the hand on his cock was gone as well, only the other hand was reaching down between his legs and caressing his ass, gently rubbing up and down his crack. Trent’s body slid down a little bit, and the friction of the tub caused his cheeks to part,baring his hole. His legs came up out of the water to lay on top of both sides of the tub, and he felt sexy and horny just thinking about being splayed open like that.
He groaned as he felt those fingers slide up and down, continuously running over his pucker, then up to the underside of his balls, then back down to run over his hole again. They felt slick, even in the water, but Trent hardly had time to wonder about that, because fuck, it had been a long time since he’d played with his ass, and he’d forgotten how good it felt.
Paz’s fingers were gliding over his hole again and again with a little more pressure each time, and he was getting desperate to feel a finger inside of him. Then Paz’s other hand came back and circled his cock again, and that hand felt slick as well as it rubbed the head of his cock. The sensation was almost too much.
Paz, please,Trent moaned.
“Mmmm, does that feel good?” Paz murmured. “Is this what you’ve been wanting?”
Yes. Fuck, yes, Trent answered.
With that, Paz’s finger pushed gently but firmly against his ass until it slid in, and then Paz let it glide deeper until Trent moaned when it pressed against his prostate.
Trent had found his prostate before, but the angle was always kinda awkward on his own, and his arm being bent funny distracted him from the pleasure. Only this time there was only pleasure, because although it was his arm, it was Paz doing this to him.
Before he could think too hard about the weirdness of it all, Paz’s finger made the come hither gesture, and his other hand gripped Trent’s dick firmly, making him groan.
“Do you like that, beautiful? Does it feel good?” Paz asked.
Yes. Oh my god, yes, Trent ground out.
Trent could only feel, unable to move, and somehow that made it even sexier. Paz slowly jerked his cock, his handtightening at the head, and his finger rubbed inside of Trent, gently massaging his prostate. He was nothing but erogenous areas, and even the water lapping against his nipples felt deliciously wicked as Paz began finger fucking him.
Paz’s hand focused on the underside of the head of his cock, and his finger was hitting Trent’s prostate on every thrust. Trent groaned, unsure how much more he could take, yet somehow Paz kept the pressure light enough on his cock that he didn’t come.
Ohmygod, please Paz, he whispered. He was so close.
Paz chuckled, and his touch on Trent’s cock got even lighter. Trent wanted nothing more than to thrust up into that hand, only he couldn’t, and that made him groan again.
Then he felt pressure at his hole, and two fingers were sliding into him. He felt so full, and he couldn’t help the noises that escaped him. Then those fingers were pounding into him, hitting his prostate every time, pressing against the bundle of nerves. His head looked down so that he could see his own cock, hard and almost purple in color, twitching in pleasure, the water sloshing at the frantic movement of the hand fucking him.