#perpet

his cock, large and fully emerged from his slit, presses up against his stomach. you gingerly bring your hand from his belly over to it, stroking over the soft ridges that lines his length. he groans quietly, jutting his hips up into your touch, and you take it as encouragement to continue.

sitting up in bed, you throw your leg over his hips and raise yourself so that you’re straddling La Creatura. he reaches out for you but you don’t stop, bringing your hardened cock to press against his much larger length. the slick he secretes makes the glide easy as you begin to frot against him, thrusting into the warm, tight space of your fist closed over both of your cockheads.

he keens in the back of his throat, gaze casting up towards the ceiling as the monster beneath you shudders and shakes at your ministrations.

he’s so beautiful like this— there’s a strange grace in everything he does, even in the moments where his limbs are cracking out of place and he’s grinning with every one of those razor sharp teeth. there’s a grace with which his claws rip through the sheets of your bed as he grasps for something to hold onto as you move against him, and you don’t mind even though you’ll have to replace them later.

“are you gonna cum like this for me?” you ask him and are treated to a throaty wail, La Creatura tossing his head back against the pillows. you have to bring your free hand down on his hip to pin him in place and stop him from tossing you off as he thrashes and thrusts, chasing the peak that’s obviously about to overtake him.

“come on, come on, you can do it, cum for me—“

he does, shuddering through an orgasm so powerful that it threatens to topple you from your place over his hips. seed bursts from his tip, painting your hand and his chest in milky white, easing the glide of your cock against his even further. now that he’s cum, its your turn to chase your bliss with him and you do so with reckless abandon, working against him as he shakes through the aftershocks.

its messy and fast, a quick fuck that leaves you breathless and panting, your beloved creature strung out beneath you struggling to catch it’s breath. La Creatura’s tongue darts out to begin lapping up the cum on him as you add your own, collapsing against his chest with a breathy moan.

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