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Grian sinks down onto Scar, head lolling back a little as his hole is breached.
Scar moans and bucks his hips, a few more inches slipping in. Grian’s wings flare in surprise and he glares at Scar, lifting himself up. Scar groans at the loss. “No, Grian, please, I’m sorry --”
“Stay,” Grian insists, “or else I’ll leave you here with nothing. Got that?”
Scar frantically nods, and Grian hums. He repositions himself and slides down, only a few inches before he rises again. His thighs shake, but with Scar’s hands tied, he can’t help.
It’s slow going, Grian teasing Scar as much as he can. He knows what Scar wants, knows he wants nothing more than to pin him to the bed and force Grian to take him, fast and mercilessly, but he also knows he’s tied up and can’t.
It’s an addicting feeling, knowing he’s in charge of Scar’s pleasure. He moves slowly, and Scar can do nothing but take it, unable to go faster or move.
Series
- Part 14 of shark's scarian fics
- Part 10 of shark's kinktober