Page 98 of Full Body Hit: Part 2
Every instinct in Chase was telling him to move, to fuck himself with the hard, hot length inside him, but he forced his body to be still. He could feel a pulse at his core, and he wondered if it was his own or Auston throbbing there.
Auston wrapped Chase up in his arms, squeezing his ass, his thighs, restless. Chase collapsed forwards, swamped by Auston’s hoodie, falling into the cradle of Auston’s chest.
“Daddy,” he whimpered. God, he wanted to lift up, to feel the drag of Auston’s cock, the way it hit as it thrust in, but all he could do was just sit there andfeel it.
Auston pulled the neck of the hoodie aside and stuffed his face in Chase’s neck, right where the mating mark had healed up perfectly. He licked at the scar, a sudden wetness, and Chase convulsed, everything tightening as his insides turned into a collection of raw nerves sparking in the dark.
Chase rested his head on Auston’s shoulder, breathing through it, letting his muscles relax from the vivid sensation of being entered and into the hazy feeling of just being filled.
His body adjusted to its new shape. It was reformed. Repurposed.
He nuzzled into the tense lines of his Alpha until Auston loosened up too, cock like a warm, wet heartbeat in the centre of Chase.
They rested there. Auston picked up the remote eventually, changing channels and choosing something he apparently actually wanted to watch.
Chase’s head went pleasantly smoky and light at the idea of…not being ignored, exactly, but being used this way. Of just sitting there and warming Auston’s cock while the Alpha did something else now that Chase had found something useful to do.
Chase couldn’t help but shift every once in a while, clenching, and Auston would squeeze his side so he’d settle. It took a while for Chase to let go fully, to melt into Auston and let his mind drift. His body took over, the sensation of being so stretched, gut squeezing Auston’s cock. Chase’s dick was half-hard between them, but neither of them paid it any attention.
He drifted. Slipped quietly into sleep, out again, in. Floated on its surface. Pleasure was a bath of warm water he was dissolvingin grain by grain, disappearing into the liquid until he was the warmth and the warmth was him.
He was roused by a soft, “Baby.” Blinking awake.
He was a little sweaty under the hoodie, mouth pasty with sleep. He gasped when the pressure from Auston’s cock made itself known again, but Auston soothed him.
“We should take a little break, yeah? Eat and drink something.”
Chase clung to Auston, arms around his neck. He didn’t know why he was upset all of a sudden—knew it was silly, but he didn’t want to be empty. He didn’t want to talk, words turning into dust in his head.
“You’re okay,” Auston shushed. “This is what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna put the plug in you. We’ll go to your nest, and you can rest there for a bit while I make food. We’ll eat here when I’m done, okay?”
You’ll feed me?Chase wanted to ask, but his mouth wouldn’t shape out the words.
Speaking felt too vulnerable, somehow. He’d given his body over, and it made him feel wobbly to give up anything else.
Auston did exactly as promised. Chase whined as he was forced up, cock sliding out of him. The plug wasn’t nearly enough after that, but Chase didn’t complain, sticking to Auston like a limpet and letting himself be carried to the nest.
Auston laid him down carefully, Chase forcing his fingers to let go. Auston bundled him up, giving him a kiss on the forehead and saying, “I have an idea.”
He was gone for a second, returning with both their phones and handing Chase his. Chase looked dubiously at the screen—he didn’t have the energy for much—but saw that it was Auston connected by a video call.
“I’ll set my phone in the kitchen so you can see me, okay?”
Chase nodded dumbly. He watched the real Auston step out of the room before turning to the one on the phone. Auston’s face took up the whole screen for a while, and then the phone was leaning on something because Chase could see his mate in the kitchen, preparing something.
Chase settled. He gazed at the live recording blearily, not taking anything in apart from the fact that it was Auston, that the Alpha was right there.
Auston went to get him eventually, carrying him to the sofa and feeding him spoonfuls of couscous with chicken and vegetables.
It was good, but Chase was impatient. The moment the meal was over, he climbed onto Auston and yanked his pants down. Auston was only half-hard, but he twitched when Chase stroked him.
Auston groaned, saying something, but Chase had returned to that floaty place. He straddled Auston, wiggling until the Alpha got the message and took the plug out.
Sinking onto Auston’s cock was a relief. Everything aligned, a series of pieces falling together, colour coordinated, perfect in their neat little row. Satisfaction rolled through him, a purr slipping out easily, rumbling through his chest.
He let the sound continue as he snuggled into Auston, closing his eyes. Auston held him for a while before returning his attention to the TV, putting Chase aside in his mind.
It made Chase go melty with it.
