#q.writes

The human winces and a low groan escapes his throat, his eyes fluttering shut. He bites his plump lower lip, unconsciously moving his hips to Mobrukk’s perverted touches, his eyes fluttering open as he becomes lost in the sensations, his cock twitching from the stimulation.

"I can give you a place to stay, pretty thing, don't even have to give me your gold," the orc whispers huskily, "pretty lil’ humans like you shouldn't have to lift a finger, eh," he continues, his touch becoming more passionate, "ya feel me, boy?" Mobrukk whispers roughly into [N]'s ear, the human biting back a moan himself, his cock throbbing beneath the fabric. "You're so hard... it must be all my fault." Mobrukk chuckles, pulling away slightly, leaving [N] panting. The human's heart is beating like a dragonfly's wings. The smell of the orc's musk fills [N]'s nose, making the human's mind foggy, his breathing ragged. "What do you say? Do we make an arrangement or what?" Mobrukk asks, grinning widely gulping loudly, nodding, unable to think straight. "I just need you to sit on my cock every now and then, yea," he continues, his other hand gripping [N]'s jaw tightly, forcing the human to look up at him. "Just gotta keep yer mouth shut about it, right, pretty boy?" The orc smirks, pushing [N] towards a door, slamming it open to reveal an office. "If ya want a roof over your head, ya just follow orders, alright?"

[N] feels himself being pushed against a table, wincing as his back harshly presses against the wood. Mobrukk's thick fingers tug at his pants, ripping them off easily. The human gasps, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his shaft straining to break free of its prison. Mobrukk grabs onto [N]'s erection, squeezing tight, causing the human to gasp. "Mmm, ain't ya a hot one, huh?" The orc mumbles, running his thumb across the tip of [N]'s engorged cock and teasing him.

[N] whimpers, clutching the edge of the desk, his knees weak. The human wants to beg, and plead for mercy but knows there isn't any coming from Mobrukk. The sight of the orc's large hand dwarfing his cock sends waves of pleasure coursing throughout [N]'s body, his legs trembling. He feels Mobrukk's warm breath on the side of his neck as he leans closer, pressing his lips to his cheek, whispering lewd things into his ear. "Ya know, I could take care of ya real well, pretty boy..." Mobrukk purrs, nibbling at the human's earlobe, his hands stroking [N]'s thighs. "I could stretch that arse of yours wide open, fill ya with up..." The human shudders, his cock twitching, wanting desperately to burst, dripping precum down his thigh.

Mobrukk kisses [N], his tongue slipping between his lips. [N] moans lowly, his toes curling as Mobrukk slips his hand around [N]'s cock, jerking him off roughly. The taste of Mobrukk's tongue against his own makes the human buck uncontrollably, his balls tightening. His hips thrust forward, meeting Mobrukk's hand, his dick throbbing within the orc's grip. The human whines, moaning deeply as Mobrukk begins sucking his nipple gently through his tunic. "Ah... no, please.." [N] begs quietly, whimpering, his legs shaking. Mobrukks' tongue swirls around his sensitive nipples before darting back to his ear, licking the lobe seductively. The human lets out a muffled cry, shuddering, his whole body taut.

"That's it, pretty boy," Mobrukk whispers, watching the human desperately buck into his hand, "cum for me..." The orc's hand pumps faster, eliciting a louder moan from [N]. The human bucks wildly, crying out, his entire body tensed. With a final, powerful thrust, [N] explodes, spurting ropes of cum, his body arching off the surface, and a high-pitched keening escaping his throat.

His body shakes as his orgasm subsides, his shoulders drooping heavily. He lays limp on the table, panting and sweating profusely. The human watches dazedly as Mobrukk licks his fingertips clean, smacking his lips. "Well now that's some fine fucking," the orc grunts happily, standing up to stretch, "now come here, sweetheart..." [N] blinks blearily, trying to process everything. It takes a few seconds for him to realize the orc was talking to him.

Slowly, he rises to his feet, swaying unsteadily. The human glances nervously at Mobrukk, who smiles at him reassuringly, but there’s an edge. [N] walks hesitantly toward the orc, taking hold of his wrist.

"Don't worry, pretty boy, I won't hurt you too badly," Mobrukk murmurs soothingly, kissing [N] on the forehead. [N] shivers lightly at the kiss, but remains silent, allowing himself to be led upstairs. "Yer gonna ride me, nice and good on a proper bed," Mobrukk explains, guiding [N] into a bedroom, and shutting the door behind him. [N] stares blankly at the room, unsure of what to expect.

There's a huge four-poster bed with a canopy hanging above it, and plush pillows are strewn haphazardly across the mattress. "This my finest room, pretty boy, and it could be all yers if ya play by my rules," Mobrukk informs him, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Now, strip," He commands, gesturing towards his clothing. [N] quickly pulls his shirt over his head and drops it beside him, staring awkwardly at Mobrukk, watching the orc reveal himself, there’s no denying that muscle makes up most of his physique.. The human's eyes flicker towards Mobrukk's cock, thicker than his forearm, longer too, and so heavy that even when erect it has trouble standing up, flopping limply against his stomach.

"Alrighty, now hop up on my lap, pretty boy," Mobrukk instructs, patting his thigh. [N] moves carefully, stepping gingerly onto the bed, careful not to fall. Mobrukk's cock twitches the closer he gets, veins protruding from its length, the human gulping audibly. He swears it has a noticeable musk, the scent filling [N]'s nostrils and sending chills down his spine.

"Now put that arse of yours on display for me, hm?" Mobrukk grins, grabbing [N]'s waist and lifting him effortlessly into his arms. The human squeaks softly as he is lifted higher and placed atop his lap, his bare skin pressed against the orc's hairy torso. [N]'s legs wrap around the orc's muscular waist, his arms wrapping themselves around Mobrukk's broad shoulders, clinging tightly to him. "Ooh yeah, pretty boy likes being taken like this, doesn't he?" Mobrukk growls, leaning forwards, capturing [N]s' lips with his own, their tongues intertwining hungrily.

[N] moans softly, his body melting under the orcs touch. Their tongues dance together, slithering against each other sensually.The human whimpers deep in his throat, his hips beginning to rock slowly, rubbing his cock against Mobrukk's stomach. His breathing quickens as the heat between his legs increases, his cock swelling. The human breaks off from the kiss, gasping for air, looking up at Mobrukk shyly

"P-promise to be gentle...?" [N] pleads timidly, his voice quivering. Mobrukk chuckles, reaching down with both hands and cupping [N]'s cheeks, giving the human a tender peck on the lips before letting go. It's the last gentle touch the human feels before being flipped onto his stomach, his ass propped up in the air, exposed and vulnerable. Mobrukk smirks, sliding a hand underneath him, tracing the line of [N]'s spine.

"Don't worry, I'll treat ya real good, baby..." Mobrukk promises, planting a firm smack on [N]'s rump, eagerly spreading his cheeks.

A loud groan escapes the human's lips, his body writhing beneath Mobrukk's touch, begging for attention. "Please...!" [N] whimpers, his back arching involuntarily as Mobrukk rubs the tip of his cock along [N]'s anus, teasing him mercilessly. The human bites his lip hard enough to draw blood, feeling himself growing hotter and harder by the second. Mobrukk laughs darkly, spreading [N]'s ass further apart, revealing the ring of flesh hidden inside, the human's hole gaping obscenely.

"Look at ya, you were so shy before, must've been real pent up," Mobrukk teases. He presses the tip of his cock against [N]'s puckered asshole, making the human let out an agonized whine, his hips bucking helplessly against Mobrukk's grip. "Begging and pleading for me to fuck that tight little arsehole..." Mobrukk slides his cock along the rim of [N]'s opening, teasing him mercilessly, his cock throbbing with desire. He pushes forward just slightly, forcing his way past the tight ring of muscle, only a fraction of his cock entering the human's body. [N]'s mouth falls open, his eyes crossing as the searing pain radiates through his entire lower half.

"Oh Gods..." [N] moans pitifully, biting his lip. His body reacts harshly, unable to stay still under Mobrukk's grasp, but the orc holds fast to him easily, pinning him to the bed. Mobrukk eases his hips forward, pushing another inch or two into the human, stretching his insides painfully. The human whimpers, tears springing to his eyes as Mobrukk continues to force himself deeper into him, every thrust driving home the reality of how much bigger and stronger than [N] he truly is. The human knows he's tearing inside, his mind screaming out in protest as the orc stretches his body wide open.

Mobrukk's thick member reaches the end of [N]'s tunnel, resting firmly against the base of his pelvis, leaving the rest of his shaft buried inside the human, unable to move without pulling free.

"All in while raw, didn't even need to lube you up," Mobrukk grunts, rolling his hips, rocking his cock back and forth inside the human, coating his inner walls in a slick layer of precum. [N] whimpers loudly, his body trembling, sweat dripping from his brow. He can feel Mobrukk's warm breath on his neck, the orc's hand stroking his hair lovingly. "I bet ya never felt anything this big before huh?" Mobrukk growls lewdly, slapping [N]'s butt roughly. The human cries out sharply, clutching at the sheets, his muscles tense. "You're mine now, lil' slut, got no choice but to take it like a man..." Mobrukk pants, continuing to slide his dick in and out of [N], the human whimpering continuously, his entire body shaking uncontrollably.

"Mnf..." [N]'s eyes droop, his eyelids flickering rapidly. His fingers dig into the orc’s shoulders, nails scraping harshly against his skin, and his toes curling. A low hum fills his ears, his heart beating frantically, his whole body burning with pain. "Oh gods, oh gods..." The human's voice cracks, his chest rising and falling in short shallow breaths as he struggles to keep control. Every time Mobrukk forces himself deeper into him, [N] a silent scream threatens to escape him, his lungs straining to pull oxygen into his starved body.

"So sensitive," Mobrukk growls lowly, gripping [N]'s hip tightly, hissing as he drove himself balls deep inside the human, eliciting a high-pitched scream from the smaller male. "C'mon pretty boy, cum for me, make yourself useful," Mobrukk taunts, pounding away relentlessly at [N]'s abused arsehole. [N] lets out a pathetic moan, shuddering violently as Mobrukk's cock plunders his bowels, again and again, drool spilling from the corners of his slack jaw.

"N-no please, stop," [N] begs weakly, tears streaming down his face, “‘S too much... too rough..." His words are drowned out by Mobrukk's harsh grunts, the orc slamming his cock into [N] repeatedly, the sound echoing throughout the room. [N] purses his lips, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of composure despite the intense pleasure coursing through his body, but moans eventually spill from his mouth. "’S too big, too big…" he dumbly whispers, moaning incoherently. Laying limply on the orc’s lap, he can’t bring himself to meet the thrusts, drool falling freely from his mouth. Without warning, he feels Mobrukk’s cock press against something every other thrusts, eliciting a breathless whimper, clenching around the length each time this area was pressed against. milking it dry.

"That it?" Mobrukk snarls lustfully, thrusting one final time, burying himself balls deep within the human." No more crying? You want me ta finish yeh here then?" He taunts, squeezing the human's hips as he ruts into him. The head of his cock aims directly where his prostate lies, eliciting a guttural groan from the human, his muscles spasming erratically as Mobrukk fucks him senseless.

"Oh gods! Right there, right there..." He croons in response to the small sounds coming from the human's throat. The orc grips the human's waist tighter, grunting as he drives his cock in and out, hitting his prostate on every stroke, setting off waves of pleasure that radiate throughout the human's body. Each thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy shooting through the human's frame, causing his already sore body to convulse wildly, until finally, all resistance is lost, and his orgasm overtakes him. His entire body shakes and shudders, his mouth gaping open wordlessly, his tongue lolling from his mouth. His vision blurs, everything going black before returning in a white haze. All sense leaves him, his world nothing more than the searing hot pleasure that repeatedly thrust into his guts, pressing intimately against a bundle of nerves that send jolt after jolt racing through his body, bathing his brain in euphoric warmth.

His climax lasts for several seconds, but feels like hours, his mind becoming fuzzy and distant until finally, mercifully, it passes, his body relaxing as the tension leaves his muscles, his breathing returning to normal. He lays limp atop Morbrukk, allowing the orc to rut into him to chase his own pleasure, the sounds of his thighs hitting his arse echoing in his ears. After a few minutes, Mobrukk begins to slow down, pulling his cock almost entirely out of [N] before plunging back in, grunting heavily. He ruts into the human as he orgasms, his hot, thick seed pooling deep within [N]'s guts.

"Gods..." [N] mewls, panting lightly, his legs hanging limply over the edge of the mattress, his eyes closed. The human's back arches reflexively when Mobrukk pulls out, his hole clenching tightly around Mobrukk's spent cock, milking the orc dry. Mobrukk pulls out completely, collapsing on the bed with the human on top of him, panting. Mobrukk wraps one arm around [N] possessively, holding him close.

James' heart leaps to his throat, clutching at the bible on his lap. "I-Is that so... my child," he replies. He hears [Name] shuffle in the booth next to him.

"Yes, Father, and I am terribly sorry... I've always admired your passion in your sermons... and you've always been so kind to me," he hears [Name] take a deep breath, "I'm so, so very ashamed..." he whispers, "...and I can't help myself from wanting more of your kindness now." The young man's arms wrapped around himself for comfort.

Father James is silent, feeling the urge to stroke [Name]’s body through the wooden walls between them. He breathes heavily in response, "Oh my dear, how did I get into this predicament?"

James feels the shift in the atmosphere of the confessional; the air has become more intimate between them. It suddenly makes him want to see this young man. "It sounds like you need some consolation," he says quietly, but firmly. He cannot believe his own words as they come out of his mouth. He knows that even though it was just the two of them in the booth, [Name] will still be able to hear him.

"Your knees," James suddenly said. Silence rang through the air, the only sound being that of the rain outside.

"I- What do you mean Father James?" [Name] tentatively asks, James can hear him fighting.

"Get on your knees, my child," he repeats. He hears [Name] slowly follow his orders, his knees dropping to the floor. James exits his booth, stepping in front of [Name]'s. He opens the door to a delicious sight. The enchanting young man was on his knees, hands clasped for prayer, looking up at James as if were God. His wet hair wet drops of rainwater dripping from the tight coils, and his dark skin reflects under the dim light of the room. A waterfall of ringed coils cascades over his shoulders, where they meet his neckline. It looks so soft and smooth against his bronze chest and arms. He can see the outline of his body underneath his clothes.

James easily hides his excitement, his large hand grasping [Name]'s head, bringing it closer to [Name]. The young man gasps, his lips hovering over James' clothed erection. "Indulge, my child," James whispers. [Name] fights the confused sound that almost falls from his lips, eyes hazily tracing the outline of the other’s clothed cock. James takes a sharp intake of breath when he feels a soft kiss press against his groin, eyes falling half-mast.

[Name] gently sucks and licks James' crotch, driving him crazy with lust.

His hands hesitantly go to Father James' belt buckle, undoing the leather to free the holy man's cock. The sound of the belt hitting the floor echoed through the church.

[Name] gently places his hands on James' thighs, bringing the red tip to his mouth, kissing and tonguing the sensitive flesh.

"Oh, yes... oh, God," James moans. His cock twitches inside of [Name]'s mouth as he gives in to the pleasure, feeling his tongue gently swirl around the head, sliding against the slit and a kiss be pressed to the crown.

[Name] innocently looks up, his dark brown eyes meeting James' green iris’. He looks up at him for approval as his mouth diligently holds his cock. [Name]'s head steadily speeds up, struggling to keep eye contact each time he pushes the holy man’s dick to the back of his mouth. He’s had dreams like this, dreams of being on his knees before Father James as the statue of Christ overlooks their sinful deeds, and he’s ashamed that the most recent was just a night ago.

The young man feels his cock strain against his jeans as he swallows the priest's shaft, feeling the foreskin slide over the sensitive underside of his tongue. His whole body tingles, the moist sound of his lips enveloping Father James' arousal, shuddering each time he pushes his head back, still connected by thick drool and precome. He could stay like this forever

The guilt of his actions mixes with his arousal in the pit of his stomach, like water and oil. It’s not often [Name] has the time to indulge himself, and barely often does he let someone take such authority over him—does Father James see him as a whore now? Someone who easily drops to their knees for the satisfaction of others? His eyes brim with tears, he's been so devoted to Father James for so long, craving him like a drug. He doesn’t want the man to see him like this, yet as the head of the priest’s cock presses against his uvula, [Name] can’t help but moan around his shaft.

He places his hands on James' thighs, spreading the priest's legs further apart as his mouth engulfs more of his erection, making Father James curse, the sound reverberating through the church.

James' fingers tighten at his hair, slamming his head to his groin, driving the younger man down onto his cock with glee. "Such a lovely development,” He speaks, his voice shaking as [Name] devours his entire length, staring at him intently with those innocent eyes. He feels like these beautiful dark eyes are torturing him.

"I’m close.." James whispers, his voice hoarse with desire. "I’m sure you can swallow it all for me, right my child?" James can’t even recognize his own voice as the words tumble out of his mouth. [Name] nods, eagerly pressing James’ arousal deep into his mouth, struggling not to gag on it. His saliva dribbles off of James' dick and pools on the floor beneath their bodies.

The young man wraps his lips over the helmet, causing a sweet wet sound, before opening wide and taking more than half of the shaft into his throat again. James finds his body responding without thought, tightening his hold on [Name]’s hair as he ruts against his throat.

His hands cup [Name]'s head, holding on tightly around his hair, trying to keep his face pressed to his crotch. In turn, [Name] grips the priest’s thighs as he pliantly lets his head be moved back and forth, again, savoring every second of the holy man's pleasure.

James erupts into his mouth, past his tongue where his seed finds its home down [Name]’s throat, causing the young man’s eyes to flutter and cross, pressing closer to catch it all. His nails scratch down the holy man’s thigh, feeling the last spurts of seed slide down. He’s almost hesitant to pull away, content on just having the weight of James’ shaft on his tongue and his nose buried into the fuzz of the man’s groin.

James watches intently as [Name] slowly slides off his bulge, his cock glistening with the young man’s spit and his own semen, watching the slobber dribble down [Name]’s chin as he continues to lick him clean. He almost cums again when the young man presses one last peck on his flaccid tip, before looking up at him with heavy-lidded eyes.

[Name] had just begun to nuzzle at James' softening cock, looking up at him with clear lust, but moved away quickly, avoiding James’ gaze like a plague. "I'm …sorry." He says between pants, pressing his hands together tightly once they move away from James’ thighs.

"Don't be," the priest whispers. He takes [Name]'s chin in hand, thumb gently gliding over his plush lower lip. He's such a precious thing, "You are forgiven," he murmurs softly.

[Name] shakes his head, "No ...I shouldn't have done that," he stammers, "I know better!" he bites his bottom lip, embarrassed.

The priest only smiles, "I understand," he kisses the top of his forehead, "But we both enjoyed it, didn't we?"

[Name] frowns, "That's not what matters! I should feel bad about doing something so wrong, and here you are..." he trails off, unsure of how to finish that sentence.

James offers his hand, pulling the young man up, "Come along then, my child, let us continue our conversation," he says gently.

[Name] stiffens, unable to meet the holy man's eyes. "C-continue..?" His mind goes miles per minute, his face hot with embarrassment. Just how far would Father James go in indulging his indiscretion? He's never felt so exposed, but also relieved. Now that he knew, maybe [Name] wouldn't look at himself with pity anymore. Maybe things would change.

James sees [Name]'s discomfort and pats him on the shoulder, "My boy, don't fret yourself over this. We're friends, aren't we? Friends share secrets, no?" He smiles warmly at the younger man, seeing the uncertainty in [Name]'s expression. He knows exactly how [Name] feels, after all. But he didn't care much for shame or guilt. They were too limiting.

James steps over his trousers, nudging them out of the confession booth as he closes its door behind him. [Name] scoots back, his knees ache, and he sits himself down, getting comfortable on the cold wooden bench, his cheeks burning. He fidgets uncomfortably as James approaches him. He tries to hide the fact that he's nervous, but fails miserably when the priest sits next to him.

James reaches out and touches [Name]'s cheek lightly, smiling slightly at his reaction.

"You're so lovely," He whispers, his fingers trailing down [Name]'s neck to rest on his collarbone, "So pure," he leans forward and kisses [Name]'s temple tenderly, "And so very handsome." He pulls back and stares deeply into [Name]'s eyes, "What amazes me most though is your dedication," he sighs, "To come to my sermon so late at night when everyone else has gone to bed. You've been coming to mine since I first met you. Do you enjoy it?"

[Name] blushes bright scarlet, "Yes...but..." He mumbles.

"But what?" James asks, tilting his head curiously.

"It's embarrassing." [Name] admits shyly, "Following after you like a lost puppy." To go after a man so clearly devoted to his faith made [Name] feel dirty. To go after him in the dead of night when he would have his full attention just seemed desperate.

James laughs loudly, "No you don't, and even if you do, I don't mind," He assures, "This is a secret between us. No one needs to know about this unless you want them to," He kisses [Name]'s brow again, "Now tell me how I've gotten the attention of such a fine young man?"

[Name] hesitates for a moment, biting his bottom lip nervously. "Because… because…" he starts, but stops mid-sentence, unsure of how to continue. He takes a breath, "Well, um, you seem like an interesting person," he finally manages awkwardly. James nods, and [Name] looks away from his intense gaze. "You welcomed me here. Even though you didn't know me at the time, you invited me into your congregation. And well..." [Name] trails off, unsure of what to say next. "Father James, I really appreciate that you took me in so easily."

The priest nods, seeming calm, but the near possessive grip on [Name]'s hand juxtaposes his serene face. James' affection for the young man surely couldn't get greater, but he's been proven wrong, fighting the heat that surges through him when he thinks about how much he'd give to offer himself to [Name].

The priest can hardly contain himself any longer; he's dreamt of a moment like this, and tonight seems perfect for it. The rain outside makes everything dreary and gloomy, the only light coming from the candles on the altar outside the confessional, and the spark in [Name]'s eyes.

"You don't know how much I appreciate your words," he leans in, his breath fanning across [Name]'s ear. His lips brush [Name]'s lobe, sending shivers throughout his body. The priest's hand makes its way to his thigh, slowly creeping higher.

[Name] shivers under the priest's touch, the warmth of his palm sending little jolts throughout his body. He looks up at James, finding him staring at him intently with those piercing eyes, "Thank you," He mutters quietly.

The priest cups his cheek, gazing into his eyes. "You're welcome," He whispers, kissing him softly on the lips. He doesn't wait long before leaning in again, wrapping his arms around [Name]'s waist, pulling him flush against his chest. Their mouths press together softly, tongues entwining, exploring each other's taste. When they pull back, [Name] gasps, his heart beating wildly in his ears. His breathing quickens, his palms sweating. "Now say it again," James' voice is low and husky.

[Name] whines, eyes flickering to the priest's lips. "Thank you, Father James," he breathes, returning his attention back to the older man, meeting his kiss. This time, he holds nothing back, pushing his tongue into the priest's mouth eagerly. James moans softly, running his hands through [Name]'s coiled hair as he pushes him back onto the bench, letting his legs fall open as he straddles [Name], lowering himself between them. He slips his fingers underneath the hem of [Name]'s shirt, lifting it up and off of him. His skin is smooth and cool beneath the priest's fingertips, but [Name] still tenses when James runs a finger up and down his torso, circling his nipples.

"Again."

"Thank you, F... Father James.." the young man stumbles over his words, his eyes wide as the priest traces a trail of kisses down [Name]'s stomach. He shudders when James dips his head to [Name]'s shoulder, teasing him mercilessly until [Name] whines in frustration. "Please..." [Name] begs, his voice strained.

"Patience," James teases, dipping his head further down, taking one of [Name]'s hard buds between his teeth, sucking gently before releasing it, making the young man whimper. "Your reward will come later." James chuckles lowly, slipping his hand underneath [Name]'s pants, and rubbing his erection through his underwear.

[Name]'s hips buck involuntarily, arching his back. He clenches his fists, trying to hold in the moan threatening to escape his lips.

It was obvious that [Name] wasn't exactly pure, not with the way his experienced tongue had licked the priest, taking his cock into his mouth without hesitation. But father James was another story, he was an older man yes, with age comes experience, but the way the priest's thumb gently rubs [Name]'s clothed cock sends shockwaves up his spine, the [Name] had to ask himself: Are holy men supposed to be this experienced?

He's barely holding in his pleasure, moaning helplessly as the older man continues stroking him, his free hand reaching down to grab [Name]'s hip, giving it a firm squeeze. "Shhh," He croons, moving his mouth lower, kissing [Name]'s belly button, "We'll have plenty of time to play," he breathes hotly, "For now, relax and take comfort in my presence," he murmurs, sliding his hand up [Name]'s inner thigh and gripping him firmly.

[Name] squirms, feeling his member grow harder under the priest's gentle touch. "Y-yes," He whispers, relaxing into the older man's embrace.

His legs spread on their own, further apart, watching intently as Father James lowers his boxers, taking his cock and stroking [Name]'s length with his right hand while his left moves to his balls. He watches intently as the priest strokes him, mesmerized by how beautiful his shaft is. He takes the head first, tongue swirling around it before taking more of the tip, tasting the salty precum that leaks from its slit. He swallows roughly, groaning as he works the entire thing down his throat. It feels good to see [Name] writhe in pleasure, his eyes closed tightly, enjoying every second of being serviced by such a skilled lover. He thrusts his hips upward into James' mouth, eliciting a soft groan from him, wanting desperately to return the favor.

When he does, however, it's slow, almost languid. He kisses the base of [Name]'s cock before licking along it, dragging his tongue up the underside, pausing at the sensitive spot just below the glans. It causes [Name]'s eyes to flutter open, only to roll back in his skull as he bites his bottom lip, shuddering when James sucks on his balls, squeezing them with his strong grip.

"Oh god..." He moans, unable to keep quiet anymore. He matches his thrusting to James' bobbing, lazily fucking his mouth, using his hand to guide him, keeping James steady and focused on pleasuring. He hummed appreciatively, pleased with [Name]'s reactions. If anything, he wanted to please the young man above all else.

After a few minutes of this, James decides to change things up a little. He releases [Name]'s throbbing cock, and instead wraps both hands around [Name]'s thighs, rolling his pants down further and spreading them wider. He kisses over the young man's balls, licking a long stripe before going lower, hands spreading his cheeks apart as he goes, revealing [Name]'s tight pucker. He pauses, smirking down at [Name], who's panting heavily. "I haven't seen this part yet," He says, brushing his nose against [Name]'s twitching hole. "Are you ready?"

[Name] nods quickly, closing his eyes as the priest presses his wet tongue inside him. [Name] moaned deeply, clutching at the wooden bench behind him, toes curling. None of his past partners had done this before, and he hadn't expected to enjoy it nearly as much as he did.

"Fuck," [Name] whispers softly, "fuck, fuck, oh shit." He trembles, gripping the wood tightly, nails digging into the surface. His eyes cross, fingers digging into the priest's white hair. He tries to push back against James, desperate for more of his tongue.

James chuckles lightly, pressing his tongue deeper inside [Name]. He hears 'thank you's leaving the young man's lips, encouraging him to go faster, and he obliges, thrusting his tongue in and out of the younger man. He pulls back slightly, exposing [Name]'s hole, and slides two thick digits inside of it while his other rubs his shaft, causing [Name] to gasp loudly, his whole body shaking uncontrollably. "Fuuuck..!" He cries out, biting his lip so hard he draws blood.

"Good boy," James praises, grinning down at the young man. His fingers gently massage the small bundle of nerves, coaxing [Name] closer to climax. "That's it," he encourages, "let me feel it," he tells him, his voice laced with lust.

[Name] whimpers, nodding frantically, "Thank you, thank you.." he mewls, grabbing handfuls of the bench, trembling violently. James knows it won't be long until the young man cums, and he intends to make sure that happens. With his other hand, he reaches for [Name]'s cock, stroking it slowly, bringing [Name] close to cumming. He keeps doing this, alternating between touching [Name]'s dick and his ass until finally, the pressure gets too much for [Name] to bear, and he lets loose, shooting rope after rope of hot semen into James' waiting hand. His gummy walls squeeze around the priest's thick fingers, milking him dry.

"Ohhhh, God..." He whimpers, eyes rolling back in his head. He grabs fistfuls of the bench, grasping it tightly, knees weak with exhaustion, as his orgasm subsides. He can faintly hear James talking to him soothingly, but he can hardly pay attention, too exhausted from what happened just moments ago. As he regains his breath, he fails to notice something slick and warm spread across his pucker, being absorbed by his asshole. The scent of sweat mingles with male musk and fills the air, overwhelming [Name]'s senses.

Peaking through his eyelashes, he's treated by the erotic sight of Father James licking his semen from his hands, only to spit it back into the young man's hole, eliciting a startled yelp from [Name]. The strange lubricant makes [Name] tense up immediately, making James laugh quietly, whispering his next words.

"What do you think is going to happen next?" He lightly bites at the young man's inner thigh, his teeth denting softly into [Name]'s brown skin, sending small prickles of pain up his leg. James smiles wickedly down at him, pulling back slightly, allowing his fingers to slip out of the young man's ass. He slips off [Name]'s pants and shoes, languidly spreading the young man's thighs apart before raising his hips ever so slightly, lowering his swollen member slowly towards [Name]'s spread cheeks. He shifts, one leg propped on the confessional's attached chair while the other firmly plants on the ground. His swollen tip softly presses against [Name]'s pucker. "Do I need to explain myself any further than this? Or would you like some time alone together to decide where we're going to start?" He asks coyly, gazing lovingly down at [Name].

[Name]'s cheeks burn, breathing heavily as he looks away, staring embarrassed at the door of the booth. "..No. No you don't." He manages to stammer out, looking back up into the priest's eyes. "Just.. go as soft as you can, it's been.. a while..." He admits softly, wincing at the memory.

James smirks widely, placing his palms flat against the wall beside [Name]'s shoulders, pushing himself downwards slowly. His hips push upwards, his tip poking through [Name]'s sphincter. "You were never truly sorry for your sins...not really," he breathes huskily, eyes roaming [Name]'s face. "Not once you felt the weight of guilt fall upon your soul, and realized just how badly you'd sinned," he teases, his hips beginning to move steadily.

The angle isn't quite right, preventing him from sinking fully inside [Name]'s tight entrance. James adjusts his stance slightly, leaning forward to plant his foot firmly on the wooden floor of the confessional. His hips press up again, penetrating a bit deeper, but not fully inside. [Name]'s eyes flutter, a soft sound escaping his lips. "Uhh..." he murmurs lowly, starting to breathe heavier. It doesn't take long for [Name]'s head to drop forwards, eyes shuttered as James begins to rock his hips slightly, plunging deeper inside of him.

"I think somewhere inside of you, you hoped that confessing this sin would lead you here," Father James continues, his free hand cupping [Name]'s cheek, adoring how the young man nuzzles deeper into his palm. "Where I could finally give you absolution; where my forgiveness was yours to receive..." he breathes, continuing to inch himself into [Name]'s depths. "In the dead of night, where only God can witness how you open yourself up for me again and again, begging for release," he adds seductively, shallowly rocking himself in and out, savoring the feeling of tightness. He can tell [Name] is only barely paying attention due to the way he clings onto James', moaning softly.

"Fath..er..?" He gasps, trying desperately to focus on the words. James leans his forehead against [Name]'s, rubbing his thumb roughly along [Name]'s jawline. "...It feels good," [Name] groans lowly, shivering slightly as he tightens around the priest.

"Tell me," He rasps out, kissing the side of [Name]'s neck. "Tell me why you've waited so long to admit these feelings for me. Tell me exactly how far you want this relationship to go. Do you still desire me?" He growls hungrily, gently tugging on [Name]'s hair, pulling it to expose the young man's throat. He licks across it, tasting his own flavor on the young man's smooth skin, moaning into [Name]'s ear when they meet again.

[Name] blushes, bringing his arms up to wrap around the older man's broad shoulders, hiding his face against the older man's chest. "Th-There's nothing I wouldn't do for you," He answers softly, shifting slightly under the older man.

"Really now?" James questions, nibbling on [Name]'s shoulder blade, earning another moan from the young man. "Doesn't seem very devout of you," he adds teasingly, giving [Name]'s firm butt a quick smack.

[Name] moans, cock hard against his stomach. "Pervy old man." He mumbles quietly.

James snickers, smacking the younger man's ass again, watching [Name] squirm happily beneath him. "Well, then let's get started," he suggests, dragging his tongue along [Name]'s collar bone before sucking on the sensitive spot underneath it. "Let's see if you'll obey me." James grinds harder into [Name], forcing more of his length inside the young man, stretching him out deliciously.

[Name] gasps, head falling back against the wooden bench as the priest works his cock deeper and deeper inside of him. James kisses his neck, his lips grazing over [Name]'s jugular, listening intently to his heartbeat.

"Jesus Christ..." he growls softly against the young man’s throat, moaning low when [Name] tilts his pelvis up, impaling himself on him entirely. "Your poor little holes must be burning," he whispers, moving his hips back and forth, fucking [Name] slow and steady. The young man moans deeply into his shirt, his hips rising to meet every thrust, eager to feel every inch of his rod within him.

"Just a little harder.." He begs softly, wrapping his legs tighter around James, grinding his body against the older man's strong frame. His arms grip tight around James' shoulders, nails digging into his flesh as he tries to pull him deeper and faster inside of him. He feels like he might break apart if James moves slower.

"I think you just might ruin me, you know that?" He mutters hoarsely, glancing up at [Name]'s sweating face as he continues to rock his hips. His cock throbs hotly within [Name]'s welcoming walls, almost painfully engorged. He pulls the smaller man down, pressing his forehead against [Name]'s, gripping tightly onto his waist. "But you're worth the damnation." He declares passionately, trailing wet kisses down the side of [Name]'s face, lingering by his mouth. "And I'm willing to put aside everything for you, for us..."

[Name] sighs contentedly, closing his eyes as he melts under James' touch. He hums sweetly, letting out sweet whines as James starts moving faster. The sensation sends waves of pleasure rushing through his spine and he struggles to stay upright, laying limply against the bench below him.

"Fuck..." [Name] whimpers softly, opening his eyes just enough to watch James thrust into him. A rush of heat courses through his veins at the sight of the older man pounding into him with such force. His entire body trembles and jerks uncontrollably at the rough movements of James' hips. "Harder..." He pleads huskily, tightening his hold around James'. "God, please..." His mind feels like fuzz, completely unaware of the world outside of the confessional, barely remembering who he was before this moment, his voice barely a whisper.

His pace slows a fraction, becoming roughened. His thick shaft hits [Name]'s prostate repeatedly with each powerful stroke, sending jolts of ecstasy coursing throughout the young man's body. "Please what?" He rasps dangerously, biting at the shell of [Name]'s earlobe, driving himself ever deeper into the younger man. "Say it," He commands.

[Name]'s voice cracks, unable to speak properly. Instead, he nods frantically, breathless. "Deeper!" He cries desperately, squeezing himself around the cock buried within him, desperately craving more. Each thrust manages to press against his prostate, making him gasp sharply between clenched teeth. "So much deeper..." He moans loudly, eyes rolling back in blissful abandon as James plunges deep inside of him, his sack slapping against [Name]'s ass.

He watches, wide-eyed as [Name] writhes against him helplessly, bucking his hips up to meet him every time. James bites his lower lip, panting as he pushes himself deeper inside of the younger man, grunting harshly when [Name] clenches down on him. Their rhythm picks up gradually, faster until it becomes dizzying speed.

"Mmf..." [Name] blinks blearily up at the priest, grabbing onto him for support as he bounces up off the bed behind him. "Keep going..." He pants, shuddering when James keeps moving anyway, meeting his thrusts eagerly. James moans, gripping his hip tightly. The sounds of their bodies colliding fill the room, echoing around them. "Keep doing that, please.." He urges softly. He leans back to look at [Name]'s expression, smiling softly when he sees his eyes rolled back in ecstasy and a blissed-out smile on [Name]'s lips.

[Name]'s brow furrows, gazing up at the priest lustfully. His heart pounds in his chest, struggling to keep up with the sensations racing through his body. He rolls his hips back, allowing James to plunge into him all the more easily. His hands trail up and down James' muscular arms lovingly, moaning when he presses kisses to his throat. It feels like a dream, and [Name] feels that eventually, reality will hit him. But not yet..

James chuckles warmly, burying his nose in the crook of [Name]'s neck. "Don't worry," he assures the younger man. "This place won't come crashing down because of our sins," he teases. He knows [Name] is close from the way he tightens around him like a vice, slightly slowing James' thrusts.

[Name] shakes his head fervently, lifting up slightly and placing a kiss on James' neck. "No... Don't stop," He pleads softly, pushing back towards James again. His arms circle around the priest's neck, pressing their bodies close together to provide his cock friction. He couldn't imagine being without this man any longer. "Not now..."

As soon as the words leave his mouth, [Name]'s vision goes hazy, and spots dance around the edges of his closed eyelids. He tenses, arching against James, buckling weakly as an orgasm tear through him. His entire body quakes, tensing as pleasure pulses throughout his nerves. His seed sprays between their bodies, spurting over his shirt and the priest's robes.

"Oh, God.." James exhales heavily after witnessing [Name] erupt into climax, moaning softly against his neck. He lets loose a string of curses as he thrusts into the young man one last time, his semen filling [Name]'s innermost depths. With heavy breaths, he drags himself out slowly, collapsing in exhaustion onto [Name]. He cups [Name]'s cheeks tenderly, kissing away some of the sweat dripping off of him. His dick twitches against [Name]'s thigh with his rapid breathing, his pulse thunderous in his ears.

The patter of raindrops mixed with the sound of soft breathing fills the quiet confessional, leaving [Name] dazed and exhausted. His skin prickles lightly where James' fingers run gently down his cheekbones; warmth radiates from his fingertips and spreads across his skin. Slowly, he opens his eyes again, finding James still looming above him, gazing affectionately at him with half-closed lidded eyes. [Name] smiles shyly at him.

"Are you alright?" He asks softly, reaching a hand up to brush away the coiled strand of hair that sticks to his forehead, returning it to its rightful position behind [Name]'s ear.

[Name] blushes faintly, staring up at James' features, a smile spreading across his face. "Yes, Father," He murmurs. "Thank you."

James smiles fondly at him, leaning down to nuzzle at [Name]'s temple. "You really should start going to confession regularly," He whispers, running his thumb over his lower lip before sliding it back up. "It does wonders for your soul." He adds seriously, tracing his finger along the edge of [Name]'s jawline and pulling him closer so he can give [Name] a light peck on the lips.

"I don't think that's how you ask people out," [Name] mumbles, grinning. His hand rests on James' shoulder, rubbing small circles on him affectionately. He could get used to having someone pay attention to him like this.

"Then maybe dinner?" He slips his arm around [Name]'s waist, giving him a gentle squeeze before standing up. "I'd take that as well." He gives [Name] another quick kiss. "My treat."

It’s only when [Name] steps on a branch does the minotaur notice he is there, his dark brown eyes analyzing [Name]’s form, before concluding he wasn’t a threat.

“H-hi,” [Name] begins with a wavering voice, inching closer until he tentatively sits next to the minotaur. A beat of oddly comfortable silence passes through them, the sound of the wind rustling through the trees and the running water surrounding them. “My name is [Name],” he begins again, turning his face towards the minotaur, “What’s yours?”

A snort escapes from the minotaur’s nostrils, along with another long sigh. “I am Teru,” the male says softly, his voice low and rumbling. His ears twitch slightly, listening to the sounds of nature.

[Name] smiles, humming. He twiddles with his fingers, looking from the side of Teru's face and back to the scenery. They sit like this together for several minutes, not speaking, simply enjoying being outside.

Teru looks up, noticing the human staring at him. “You think I look silly, don’t you?"

[Name] gasps, shaking his head quickly, "No! Of course not!" he urges. "I just... I suppose I haven't met a minotaur before... you're quite majestic if that is the appropriate word," [Name] explains with a soft tone, curling his hair on his finger.

"Thank you," Teru replies, still looking down. [Name] continues to stare at the minotaur, captivated by the sight of him. Teru tilts his head curiously, looking down at [Name]. “Do you have something against me because of my size?"

"Heavens no! Your height is so grand," [Name] smiles, even when sitting, Teru towers over him, though [Name] is still shorter than the minotaur. He reaches out, placing his hands on the larger male's shoulders. "Your fur is so fluffy."

Teru hums a contented smile on his face, leaning into [Name]'s touch, his nose resting atop [Name]'s head.

[Name] giggles, his hands digging into Teru's soft fur, feeling it under his fingertips. He leans in, bringing his face to within inches of the minotaur's muzzle. Their noses brush, sending shivers across [Name]'s spine. Teru draws in a deep breath, smelling the human's scent.

The human smells like mint leaves and freshly made bread, Teru muses to himself, staring down at [Name]'s face. The human's eyes widen as Teru presses his snout to the sides of [Name]'s, surprised at how soft they are. He feels a small tongue press between his lips, licking at his own, tasting the strange flavor.

The surprise melts away, replaced with a soft feeling settling in [Name]'s belly. The cows back home would do the same whenever [Name] gave them treats, their tongues lapping at the treat and rolling around it, trying to get every last bit. Teru's tongue is almost too big for his mouth, but [Name] doesn't mind. It feels good, he thinks.

The minotaur leans back, leaving [Name] a giggling mess. He pulls the human onto his lap, his chin on [Name]'s head, and the two both enjoy the scenery.

The sun dips below the horizon, casting a cool orange light over the grassy plains. Teru notices that the sky has changed color, becoming a deep purple with a few stars appearing.

[Name] and Teru continue to sit together, watching the night sky, despite being strangers, it's easy to enjoy the sunset within each other's company. [Name] feels a drop of water all onto his forehead, puzzled, he looks up, noticing more drops of water begin to fall, and realized it's raining.

“We should probably find shelter,” Teru says, looking up at the sky.

[Name] nods, standing and pulling Teru to his feet. They walk together, finding a cave that will serve as their temporary home for the night.

It doesn't take long for the minotaur to make a small fire from the few dry sticks and branches that were found. [Name] holds back a gasp when he feels Teru lif him from the armpits, the beast sitting I'm on his lap near the fire, warming his legs.

Teru is silent, his ears twitching, his tail swishing slowly. [Name] stares at him in wonder, his eyes wide, his heart racing. He can't help but feel butterflies in his stomach.

He pushes his face into Teru's furry chest, inhaling the beast's musk, the smell of the minotaur filling his senses. He feels Teru wrap an arm around his waist, holding him close.

He looks up at the minotaur, who is staring right back at him. Their eyes meet, and [Name]'s breath catches.

"Do you often seek out the companionship of strangers?" Teru asks softly, the minotaur’s large hand resting at the small of [Name]'s back.

[Name] shakes his head, smiling gently. "Not usually." A soft chuckle escapes Teru's throat, his muzzle brushing against [Name]'s. The human’s cheek warms but continues. "I've never felt so... comfortable around anyone before," [Name] admits.

Teru smiles, his hands caressing over [Name]'s midriff. "I have to agree," he says, fingers slipping under [Name]'s tunic, feeling the soft skin of the human. His claws prickle, but [Name] doesn't seem to notice.

They sit quietly, enjoying the fire, [Name]'s cheeks burning. The human's face is hot, his eyes darting about the cave nervously.

The minotaur’s other hand goes to [Name]'s cheeks, rubbing the fat between his fingers, causing the human to giggle, his voice high pitched.

[Name] takes a deep breath, exhales, and leans into Teru's touch. It's been a while since he's had someone to talk to, and the minotaur's presence makes his heart feel warm.

Teru inhales his scent, his hand unknowingly going lower, two fingers pressing against [Name]'s clothed sex, which causes the human to jump slightly. Teru chuckles, and [Name] relaxes. Teru brings his hand to [Name]'s cheek again, and the human closes his eyes, leaning into his touch.

"You're trembling," Teru whispers, his voice filled with concern.

"Ah... keep going," the human pants, eyes fluttered shut, rutting against the minotaur’s fingers.

Teru chuckles and presses harder [Name] moaning, his hips moving involuntarily. [Name] moans louder, his body tensing, his cunt throbbing in anticipation. Teru grins, his mouth falling open as [Name] thrusts against the beast's hand.

A wet spot forms where Teru's fingers rest and the minotaur begins to pant, smelling the human's growing arousal, the musky scent filling his nostrils. [Name]'s breathing becomes more rapid, and Teru can feel him buck against the minotaur's hand, his clit twitching.

"Oh... fuck.." [Name] cries out softly, humping against Teru's palm and fingers.

He whines, feeling the beast's fingers leave his clothed sex. Teru lays [Name] down onto the dirt of the cave, the dim light of the fire is his only light source. He gently pulls off the human's trousers, licking his lips at the sight of [Name]'s leaking sex. [Name] shudders, the cold air hitting his bare bottoms, he brings a finger to his mouth, knowing at the digit when he feels the minotaur's large tongue lap at his sex, flicking the nub protruding from between his labia.

"Mmm!" [Name] gasps, bringing a hand to the minotaur's head, petting him. "That's it, Teru..." Teru licks up and down the length of [Name]'s sex, his thick, rough tongue tracing circles around the sensitive flesh.

[Name] pants, his hand gripping at Teru's horn as he feels the minotaur's rough tongue drag against his clit, making him gasp. He grinds against the beast's face, feeling the minotaur's nose press against his swollen, dripping sex. Teru swallows, the taste of human cunt on his tongue exciting him.

He leans back, looking down at [Name]'s fluffy, plump cunt, his rough thumb rubbing over the sensitive tip of his clit, his paw glancing across his engorged hood. [Name]'s eyes roll back, his hands grabbing at the ground, his legs kicking weakly.

His hips weakly shake, squirting harshly on the cave floor. Teru looks up, seeing the human's eyes rolling back, his chest heaving rapidly, his face sweating. His fingers tighten on the ground, his toes curling. Teru watches him, his cock throbbing, staring at his cum splattering onto the cave floor.

The minotaur quickly moves to lick his dripping slit, tasting the salty sweetness of his juices. [Name] groans, thrusting into Teru's muzzle, pulling him closer. Teru's tongue slides inside the human, his long, warm organ caressing [Name]'s tight hole.

[Name] moans, clutching at the ground, his fingers digging deep furrows into the dirt. Teru's eyes close, feeling the human beneath him, riding his face.

The human lets out a soft moan, gently rutting his sex against Teru's muzzle, his hips undulating slowly. The beast hums in pleasure as [Name] rides his face, pressing his nose deeper into his wet cunt. [Name] moans louder, his hips bucking, fucking Teru's muzzle harder. He cries out, his whole body trembling.

"O-oh gods," the human whines, feeling Teru's tongue circle around his hole, teasing him. He throws his head back, his brow knitted together, his shoulders hunching.

"F-fuck... oh fuck..." [Name] pants, his fingers clawing at the ground. He huffs, his breath coming out in short bursts.

Teru groans as he laps at the human's slick, tasting [Name]'s sex, his large hands gripping at his thighs. Gods, he loves the taste, lapping the slick up, the taste of it being more than intoxicating, it's addicting.

[Name]'s body trembles, his muscles tensing, his head thrown back. His hips jerk upward, slamming hard against Teru's mouth, feeling the beast's tongue slide deep inside him. He comes violently, his whole body shaking as his walls squeeze around Teru's tongue. The minotaur grunts, drinking up at [Name]'s juices, gulping them down.

[Name] collapses, panting, his hands falling limply to the ground. Teru continues to lap at his sex, soothing him with his rough tongue, not wanting to stop.

"Oh, Teru..." [Name] sighs, pushing himself away from the minotaur. "I'm sorry."

The minotaur leans back, breathing heavily, "No worries," he pants, licking the human's juices off his lips, his cock still twitching.

[Name] smiles softly, reaching down to grab Teru's ears. He pulls the beast close, nuzzling his neck. Teru chuckles, his tail wagging happily.

[Name] bites his lip, watching Teru rid himself of his own trousers, the Minotaur heavy cock glistening with its natural lubricant. He bites his lip when he feels it press against his sex, the foreskin sliding over his slit, the fat, veiny shaft stretching him wide.

[Name] gasps as Teru's thick tip presses against him, the beast's large balls hanging low, his fat shaft so long and thick he can barely fit inside.

"Mmm..."

He moans softly, fingers teasing his pussy at the sight. He slowly thrusts his fingers inside of himself, prepping for the beast's cock. [Name] licks his lip when he feels the flathead member press against his tiny hole, the thick cockhead pressing against the tight ring. [Name]'s eyes widen, his cheeks warm, his heart pounding.

Teru lets out a shaky breath, the head of his cock is so big compared to [Name]'s small hole. The beast bites his lip, pressing it harder against [Name]'s sex, watching the small human pant under him. He presses harder, his flathead tip being swallowed by [Name]'s small pussy, his large balls resting on [Name]'s ass.

[Name]'s eyes roll back, his body shivering, a soft whimper escaping his throat. He spreads his legs wider, baring his sex to Teru's gaze, the beast's cockhead stretching him beyond what he thought possible.

Teru licks his lips, rolling his hips as he feels [Name] squeeze around him, the human looks so vulnerable, so cute under him, his eyes closed, his face heated. Teru's eyes narrow, a small smile tugging at the corners of his muzzle. He pushes deeper into [Name]'s sex, feeling him tighten up, [Name]'s puffy inner walls squeezing him tightly.

"Ahh..."

It's so hot, Teru thinks, the way [Name]'s eyes flutter shut, the rise and fall of his chest, his nipples against the fabric of his shirt, his soft, smooth skin. Teru's nostrils flare as [Name]'s scent fills his senses, the musky smell of the human permeating through him. His paws grip [Name]'s hips, pulling him closer to the beast.

He fucks [Name] gently, rocking his hips, feeling the skin of [Name]'s back rub against him. Teru's large cock is buried deep within [Name]'s pussy, his massive testicles bumping against the human's ass.

"Oh, Teru..."

[Name]'s voice is soft, almost a whisper, the beast's large cock rubbing against the human's insides, filling him with pleasure.

[Name] pants, running his hands along with the fur on the Minotaur's arms. "You're so...big..." he whimpers, feeling Teru's cock bulge against his stomach, the beast's balls resting on his ass.

Teru chuckles softly, his breath ragged. He strokes [Name]'s arm gently, the human's muscles flexing beneath his fingertips. [Name]'s fingers dig into Teru's shoulder, his claws pricking the beast's hide.

"You're tight," Teru mutters, so tight it almost hurts. He watches his cock cave into [Name]'s stomach, feeling the human's body tense. Teru pulls out slowly, the beast's cock glistening with [Name]'s juices, the tip wet and shiny.

[Name] presses against him, moaning softly, his eyes half-closed, his mouth open.

The soft sound of skin slapping onto skin echo's throughout the cave, mingling with the music the rain makes, the perverted, wet, and gushy sounds [Name]'s pussy makes as it milks Teru's cock.

Teru's eyes close, his head tilting back, his lips parting, his tongue sliding out to lick his muzzle. [Name]'s scent is intoxicating, his taste sweet and tangy.

"'M gonna cum inside you," he mutters, feeling [Name] tighten around him at the sentence, "fill you up, breed you..." he loses track of his words, rocking in and out of [Name]'s cunt, his own orgasm building, his mind blanking, his body tensing.

[Name]'s inner walls squeeze him tightly, squeezing and releasing him, his eyes rolling back into his skull. Teru's body tenses, [Name]'s scent overwhelming him, and he explodes inside the human.

Despite his orgasm, he continues to hump his dick inside the human, pushing his seed against [Name]'s cervix, feeling [Name]'s walls milk him.

When Teru finishes, [Name] is still shuddering, his eyes closed, his legs splayed. Teru releases [Name] from his embrace, stroking his chest and shoulders.

"Are you okay?" [Name] whispers, his eyes opening.

"'M fine," Teru whispers, fingers softly rubbing against [Name]'s clit, watching the human twitch, "you okay?"

"Yeah, I just...wow."

[N] stares for what seems like an eternity, before opening the door wide, and stepping aside to allow the orc in. He watches how the orc cranes his head down to get through the door, even once inside, his neck bends so as not to touch the cottage roof.

In the dim lights of the candles inside, [N] finally registers the nasty wound on the orc's abdomen, a deep-looking stab wound. Soon enough, his eyes find more and more fresh wounds over the orc's body, a worried look in his eyes. He must have been in a serious fight to be covered with so many cuts and bruises. The boy thinks for a moment about calling out someone who might help him, but he's miles away from civilization, and no one would hear him if they did come. No matter how much he worries though, he can't let this happen. He needs to do something for the orc, he can't fathom the idea of the stranger being hurt any longer. His heart pounds as he makes up his mind and rushes into a nearby room where he grabs some bandages and water.

The orc stands in place as the young man silently panics, watching the human run to get something. His wounds ache and sting, and there's a pulse of pain coursing through his body, but he still manages to stand and keep a straight face. With what seems like medical supplies, the human returns and carefully takes his hands, leading him to another room.

Urzul must say, it was a stroke of luck to find a cottage in the middle of the wood, especially after getting this injured, he almost found himself resting in a nearby cave. He lets the boy lead him to another room, a bedroom, where Urzul must duck his head again to not hit the doorframe. When he is sat on the bed, he lets out a barely noticeable sigh of relief. It's been days since the last time he slept without being chased off by any wild beast or enemies.

The orc lets his muscles relax, the sound of the rain and the small human running around forming a pleasant ambiance while listening to this softness. He finds the smell of medicinal herbs soothing and relaxing, as well as the warmth they provide during these cold nights. After some more silence, he finally asks if he can ask about his injuries. The boy looks at him with pitying eyes, before turning away and going back into the other room.

[N] rummages through boxes, looking for bandages and clean cloth for the orc's wounds, which are now covered in dirt and blood. As soon as [N] sees them though, there's no way he could ignore all those cuts and bruises, some even sticking onto his skin, and making it look like someone had tried to carve the whole thing from him. Swallowing hard, he sits down next to the orc, taking one hand in both of his own to examine it thoroughly, causing his heart to race when he notices how much pain is present in that body. His hands shake as he cleans the wound and carefully wraps it up in the white fabric. With great care, he takes the orc's head between his hands to get a better view of the cut on his face, but his fingers stop moving after finding a large bump underneath the hairline, right below his brows. "What happened?" He whispers to himself, brushing over the injury with his thumb.

Urzul stays silent as the human observes him, flinching now and a cut is brushed over. He closes his eyes, limbs heavy. The human had begun washing his face at some point, placing bandages on his face. When he felt the human begin to bandage his abdomen, he lifts up slightly, to allow the bandage to go around him. It's too tight at some parts, causing him to grunt with pain, his breathing shallower than before.

"I'm sorry," [N] says softly, eyes filled with worry, covering the bandaged area again.

The young boy is so slow-moving, Urzul thinks to himself, watching him continue this process slowly. After some time passes in silence, he finally speaks up, making his voice soft, yet still audible through the room. "Thank you."

[N] stops mid-way, looking at the orc for a moment before nodding, a small smile on his lips, but then quickly turning away to find something else in one of the boxes. "You're welcome... I hope that doesn't hurt too much?" He asks, shaking slightly as he looks into the box, picking out what he needs.

A deep sigh escapes the orc's nostrils as the human continues working on him.

The orc falls asleep at some point, while [N] is still bandaging him. The human only notices when he goes to ask the orc if he's hungry, and no response is heard. His shoulders slump, the night feels so long, he should be in bed. He traverses upstairs to his room, giving himself a reminder to make breakfast for the orc, who knows how long it's been since he's eaten.