Page 135 of A Soul to Steal

He was appreciating these parts of the Duskwalker while he massaged him, but he didn’t particularly care to be bothered about it. He liked them, even if that made little sense.

His muscles are really firm, though.They were plump like his own, but dense. No wonder Aleron was so freaking strong. Or was that Duskwalkers in general? The muscles almost felt like stone, or perhaps that was just Aleron, since he came across as really lean under all his fluffiness.

Gideon, doing a last check over the areas that had been particularly sensitive, pressed his thumb into the last hard knot remaining. Aleron let out a quiet groan, but it didn’t sound of pain. He’d stopped yelping and whimpering a while ago.

“You seem to really like this,” Gideon mused with humour.

“I have craved you touching me again,” Aleron croaked out.

He paused, his eyes widening slightly, and Aleron stiffened. Just as he began to fidget nervously, Gideon continued in order to show him what he’d said was okay. Yet he couldn’t stop his ears from heating along with his cheeks.

He hadn’t expected him to come right out and say something like that. It brought on a wave of bashfulness he wasn’t prepared for.

Now that his right wing was as good as he could get it, and Gideon didn’t want to overwork the tender muscles, he moved over to the left one slowly. Being gentler, since it wasn’t injured, he glided his thumb over the base and up the length of it.

Aleron’s feathers lifted all over his back, and even his tail ones vibrated like a shiver had run down his spine. When he dipped forward as if to escape, Gideon reflexively grabbed the base and yanked him back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He frowned when Aleron’s entire body went stiff at his hand placement. “It’s not good to only work one side of someone’s back. I need to do both, so it feels balanced.”

Aleron obediently allowed him to fully drag him to his rump. He got back to work, digging into warm feathers and fur with a lighter touch. Feeling for knots, he didn’t find any, but did press out small areas of tension. Now that he fully understood where all the muscles were, and how they were supposed to feel, Gideon pressed with confidence.

That was until he caressed both hands up his wing, from its base to the first arch, and Aleron’s entire body quaked. He let outthe strangest, strangled groan, and his left hand shot down like he was clutching his abdomen.

Once more, his brows drew together as he rubbed back down, but even lighter. “Am I hurting you?”

Nothing feels twisted like the other wing, though.

He was actually only doing this as a precaution. Backs were a funny part of the body, and healthy parts often became sore due to overcompensating in order to alleviate injured areas.

“No,” Aleron practically growled out. “Not hurting.”

He darted his head to the side to look at Gideon over his shoulder, only to hastily cover his skull with his hand. He swiftly looked forward once more.

But what Gideon had seen was enough to make his eyes widened and his jaw to go slack until it parted his lips. He dipped his head, hiding his expression behind his drying hair that fell forward. He absentmindedly grasped and groped.

His orbs are purple.And if those erotic dreams he’d had of Aleron were actually broken fragments of his memories, then...Am I turning him on?His eyes darted side to side as he watched his suddenly clumsy hands.Isthatwhat he meant by sensitive?

So why wasn’t he stopping?

Shit. Why am I blushing so hard?His entire head felt like it was about to combust into flames hotter than the ones at his back.

Suddenly his heart was stammering, racing through his veins until it throbbed in his ears. They became more responsive, and he noticed that Aleron’s breaths had quietly become more panted and breathier.

He felt warmer than he did just seconds ago. Gideon no longer knew if that was because of his own internal body temperature rising or not.

Aleron let out a soft, but obviously stifled groan. His body shivered until both wings twitched and flapped slightly.

Should... I stop?Not because of the Duskwalker’s reaction, but because his own was alarming him.

By the time he realised his groin was tingling, his dick had already started to lengthen over his hip. And each time Aleron let out another stifled noise, or his wings twitched, his own cock hardened further until he’d grown a full-blown erection.

Why am I getting hard?An aroused yet shy blush had even spread across his nape.

Like he couldn’t help himself, truly wanting to double-check, Gideon leaned to the side. His teeth clenched as he took in Aleron’s parted fangs and purple orbs. He even appeared to be drooling slightly, his tongue poking just past his fangs, while he clutched his groin with digging claws.

He ducked back, hiding so Aleron didn’t know what he’d seen.Definitely turned on.

A mixture of emotions bombarded him.

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