Page 52 of A Soul to Steal

Aleron would follow, regardless. He’d just rather it wasn’t one-sided.

Is this what Weldir meant when he said remaining with an unbonded human would eventually be painful?

“You said you cared for me...” Aleron uttered the words quietly as he watched Gideon’s eyes flick over his skull. “But is this only how far?”

Was one touch all he was deserving of? Enough to teach him about his body, show him what desire was, only to scorn any more advances? Yes, he’d wanted to be taught, but hidden beneath that request had been the yearning to be closer to Gideon.

The couple they’d witnessed simply gave him the knowledge of what that entailed.

I want to see his face scrunch in pleasure again...

“No,” Gideon finally stated, his shoulders relaxing. “It’s not.”

He pulled on the fur on the side of Aleron’s neck to bring him closer. Even though it wasn’t forceful, the Duskwalker clearly let himself be yanked to see what Gideon would do.

With his lips fluttering against one of Aleron’s longest fangs, Gideon mumbled, “If this is what you truly want, then go for it.”

Aleron’s entire body pulsated at once. Just as Gideon opened his mouth to say something else, he darted his skull back so he could part his fangs and sink his tongue into the space between Gideon’s lips and teeth.

He needed to be swift, to stop Gideon from changing his mind.

The moment his tongue brushed sideways across the top of Gideon’s, and it pushed back in welcome, Aleron let out a contented groan. His orbs returned to their normal pink colouring. He cupped the human’s scruffy jaw again and pulled down, parting it further to allow more of his tongue inside.

His invasion was welcomed, and his wings finally eased. They drooped further when Gideon’s fingers dived deeper into his fur as the little human’s arm looped around the back of his neck.

Aleron’s grip tightened on Gideon’s other hand pinned against the wall, making rock chip away under his claws as they dug into the stone. As the textured wetness of their tongues greeted his senses, Aleron’s hand slipped from his jaw, caressing his throat, before starting a path lower. He stepped closer, removing the space between them little by little.

I wish I could taste him. Aleron would have liked to drink from his mouth and swallow bits of his essence.What would he smell like?he thought, catching Gideon’s shirt on his claws as he rubbed down the male’s small torso.

He attempted to touch the human how he had once petted Aleron, to instigate desire in the way he’d been taught. It didn’t feel as impactful through Gideon’s clothes. Aleron was always naked, but even he knew there was a difference between touching over his fur or pushing down to the roots to stroke his flesh.

Just as Gideon’s eyes grew lazy and softly closed, they clenched as he let out a hiss. Aleron hesitated, unsure if he’d hurt him by trying to dig his hand under his shirt, wanting to touch him without a barrier.

Perhaps the sharpness of his claws had nicked him.

Aleron tried to be gentler, fumbling with the edge of the material, only to receive a moan. Gideon arched forward into his hand, making the pressure of his claws and fingertips brush more forcibly against the skin between his hips.

He tried a new tactic, instead coming from the side where he could sweep his hand to the right. Once Aleron was underneath the fabric, and had curled his hand over the bare skin of Gideon’s waist, he grew curious of the muscles flexing and dipping beneath his fingertips. Aleron traced up his back, marvelling at the dance of them, the way his spine indented.

That was until Gideon chomped on his tongue. Gideon leapt forward and stamped on his foot as a strangling noise broke from him. The sudden pain caused Aleron to flinch.

His tongue retreated as a growl broke from him.

“You bit me.” His annoyance quickly deflated out of him, and he nudged the tip of his snout at the human’s temple. “Am I hurting you?”

He probably should have ceased gliding his hand up Gideon’s spine, but he was just too enamoured with the way he’d been gloriously formed right then to stop. His skin was smooth, cushioned by strong and plump muscles that made the centre of his spine dip in heavily. He’d never thought someone’s back could be attractive, yet he was quickly learning just the simplest thing could make his cock twitch behind his seam.

“Your claws tickle,” Gideon said with a shudder. “It’s making my whole body sensitive.”

“Is this a bad thing?” Aleron asked, dipping his skull to the side when he noticed the tip of Gideon’s ear had turned pink. He licked over it.

“No!” he barked, tilting his head to the side as though to give him more surface to play with. Or perhaps the human was trying to evade him. “Fucking hell. I just don’t think I’ve been touched this lightly before. Kind of feels weird, if I’m being honest.”

His ears are sensitive.Aleron swirled his tongue over and around one of them again, and Gideon let out a low groan.And he is not telling me to stop.

Aleron continued to brush his ‘tickling’ claws and palm over Gideon’s back, sliding down so he could come back around. At the same time, he repeatedly swiped his tongue while making a path down his neck.

Was Aleron doing this right? He didn’t care. He was finally touching Gideon, and his caresses were welcomed. Each stifled noise from the male, each choked sound he made as he gripped Aleron’s fur tighter, like he attempted to rip it from him, had his cock swelling behind his seam.

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