Page 33 of A Soul to Steal

“You are hard, like me.” Aleron petted Gideon’s cock with inexperienced fumbles before digging his claws into the edge of his trousers. “I would like to touch.”

“I don’t think that’s a good–” Gideon’s words cut short when Aleron lifted his skull, and for the first time, his orbsreddenedas a light snarl burst from him.

They swiftly turned back to purple, but a darker shade this time. Then he licked across Gideon’s mouth, swiping each of his cheeks before nuzzling the hair hanging over his temple.

“This,” he started, wrapping his hand around Gideon’s and his cock, tightening the hold so he could thrust into it. “This feelsverygood. I would like for you to feel good with me.”

Gideon averted his gaze to the side as he thought. Well, tried to, since Aleron gripped his jaw again to steer his face forward. Taking the opportunity when it was present, the Duskwalker shoved his flexible tongue past his lips and teeth once more, and this time Gideon melted for it.

Screw it.There was nothing wrong with his own desire. If Aleron was consenting to it, then there was nothing wrong with him getting off either. Hell, the Duskwalker evenaskedfor it.

Stroking Aleron’s cock with renewed conviction and pressing his thumb into the deep groove where the frenulum on a human would be – right behind the head – he reached down with his free hand. The buttons of his trousers opened easily when he pulled the material to the side, and it allowed him plenty of room to yank his cock free.

His erection jutted forward, and he stroked it to see how it would feel in this world.

Unfortunately, it did feel muted, until Aleron attempted to take over. The strange warmth and roughness of his hand made him groan, and the contact was somehow stronger than his own.His hips even jerked forward into his hold. The size of Aleron’s hand against the girth and length of his human cock meant he’d enveloped most of it, but Gideon wasn’t ashamed of that at all.

He was average for a human, from what he’d gathered, and he knew it didn’t matter anyway. A dick was great, regardless of its length or girth.

Aleron was also unnaturally bigger than him in every aspect.

Rather than feeling any negativity, he just swelled within the pleasure of his palm, as Aleron’s did the same within his.

Their tongues lashed at each other, trying to find a rhythm within the confusing clashes and slips. Gideon eventually pulled away, just so he could bite out a heated,“Fuck.”

He turned his gaze down to watch his light-pink cockhead disappearing and reappearing within the ring of Aleron’s dark-grey fingers. Both their arms were moving, Aleron’s subtle, but more than enough to make his spine tingle. Then, his eyes flicked to what his own hand was stroking.

Shit. I’m so horny right now.It looked so wet and slippery. Overwhelming desire struck Gideon, his mind and body now fixated on the unbearable need to come.

He didn’t even truly register what the intense reaction coming from Aleron meant.

Aleron’s purple cock thickened in waves, swelling over and over again as he rocked harder into Gideon’s hold. He shuddered and his wings kinked in on themselves, while his entire body fluffed up, his fur and feathers standing on end.

“Gideon,”Aleron groaned, the hint of a whimper tangling with it.

When Aleron’s shaken grip on his cock loosened and pulled away, Gideon rose to his knees. He dug his fingers into the fur of the Duskwalker’s chest to balance himself, then shoved the undersides of their cocks together. Just the wet touch against theunderside of his erection spread desirous heat throughout his groin.

He tried to keep them together with one hand but found it too difficult.

“Can I have your hand, Aleron?” Gideon asked, noticing his chest and shoulders rising and falling rapidly.

Silently obeying, he reached forward.

Gideon brought it to both their cocks pressed together and made him grip them until they were tightly meshed, holding onto the back of it to guide him to stroke. Thankfully, Aleron was resting back on his calves while Gideon was raised fully on his knees, making them line up perfectly. The flared rim of their heads could rub over each other’s when Gideon began to thrust.

Right now, he didn’t care what he did, or how wildly he moved, since it brought them both pleasure. Aleron’s groans were constant, unhidden, and they only made his own fall from his lips more eagerly.

His eyes and nose crinkled in bliss as he stared down to watch what they were doing together.

Fucking hell, that feels so damn good.The hardness and roughness of Aleron’s fingers against the top of his shaft, combined with the slippery, hot, and nuzzling groove of his giant cock gliding over him from underneath. Both were such intense, conflicting textures that they felt amazing.

Squished together, he thrust harder and made Aleron tighten his hold. Just as his eyes were rolling and his balls clenched hard, he noticed Aleron watching. He began to thrust as well, uncertain and cautious, but the more he got used to it, to all of this, the more confident he became.

Gideon fisted the fur of Aleron’s chest just as his head fell back.

“Fuck.I think I’m about to come.” He didn’t know why he told Aleron; he doubted he would care.

Yet, Aleron’s thrusts became harder, faster, and longer. His hand only worked to keep them together at this point. Before he knew it, Gideon was forced to rest back on his calves as Aleron pushed forward to thrust wildly.

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