Page 194 of Pistols and Plush Toys

By the time Elliot had wrapped a towel around his hips and left the bathroom, nude but for said towel and his necklace, Nikolai had Fezzik in the bed and looked to be finishing putting the straps on him.

Nikolai was down to only underwear, and it was hard for Elliot to decide where to look. Fezzik had dark leather straps tucked snugly around his waist, and the purple cock was laying beside him on the bed. Nikolai’s cock was a bulge in his briefs, his interest obvious.

Elliot made it to bed before his wobbly legs could give out on him.

“There you are.” Nikolai said, holding out a hand to draw him closer, then kissing him softly.

He was so, so careful with Elliot.

“Ready?” Nikolai asked, the question an offer, not a push.

“Yeah,” Elliot said at once, bobbing his head. “Please.”

Under Nikolai’s direction, Elliot was stripped of his towel and laid down gently on his back against Fezzik, making a bed of all that soft, plush fur. Fezzik was so big that sometimes Elliot took naps sprawled over him.

But he hadn’t done anything like this, apart from that one night.

He looked up at Nikolai above him and felt pinned down by his gaze. A hand reached down and touched the pendant, the only thing he was still wearing.

“Beautiful,” Nikolai said, and Elliot knew he wasn’t talking about the necklace.

His lips parted, a plea, and Nikolai leaned down, kissing him breathless but not touching him. It was winding Elliot up and up, and he wantedmore.

“Nikolai, please,” Elliot begged, when Nikolai pulled away.

Nikolai smiled at him and hummed, pleased, as he reached for the purple silicone. Elliot widened the splay of his legs so Nikolai could get to the straps Fezzik was wearing, fiddling with them before slotting the cock through the central ring and tightening one of the last straps. The cock jutted up from between Elliot’s legs, and he bit his lip on the whine. Hewanted.

“No biting,” Nikolai said as he leaned back down over Elliot to catch his mouth. This kiss was less sweet, more desire, and Elliot whimpered into it. His hand found the back of Nikolai’s neck and pulled him in, opening his mouth when Nikolai’s tongue requested entry.

“Ready to open for us? Nikolai asked as they broke apart.

This time Elliot didn’t try to bite down his whine.Us.He nodded desperately, and Nikolai’s smile then was smug and pleased. “You will be so good for us,” Nikolai growled, clicking open the bottle of lube.

Elliot sucked in air as Nikolai’s wet fingers started to trace around his rim. He was so, so ready. He didn’t think he could bear to be teased. “Please,” he gasped. “Nikolai—”

“Yes,” Nikolai said, voice low, and one of those fingers started pressing in.

Elliot moaned, pushing into it, one of his hands reaching out blindly and clutching at Fezzik’s fur for support. Nikolai was above him, so close, and Elliot pulled him back in with his other hand, kissing him with all that stoked arousal.

Nikolai's finger pressed in and in andin,the initial burn sparking along his nerves. They’d only done this a few times so far, with Nikolai using his fingers inside him. Elliot was constantly amazed how good it felt, like this, with him.

Nikolai worked him up slowly, one finger and then two only when Elliot begged for it. His kisses grew messy as Nikolai crooked those fingers and touched that spot inside him that made his whole body jolt. His skin was burning and he was panting, squirming against Fezzik.

There was still even more to come though, and Elliot couldn’t wait any more. He was vibrating everywhere, buzzing with anticipation. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

“Ready for Fezzik?” Nikolai asked, reading his mind. Elliot’s eyes fluttered open to see Nikolai gazing down at him, expression hungry. His fingers were still buried inside him, and he clenched around them, hazily watching the muscle in Nikolai’s jaw jump.

“Y-yes,” Elliot said. His cock was achingly hard, leaking against his belly, and Nikolai hadn’t even touched him there.

Nikolai pulled his fingers out slowly. There was the click of the lubricant bottle again and Elliot sucked in a big, staggering breath.

The purple cock Nikolai had picked out for Fezzik wasn’t even all that large, considering. Part of Elliot knew that taking iton its own wouldn’t be that difficult. But everything else about this moment with Nikolai was pulling him apart.

It was Fezzik and his soft fur underneath Elliot, holding him in place. It was the dark hunger on Nikolai’s face as he got him ready. It was the careful but covetous way Nikolai touched him, like he was precious as well as desired.

It was the way Nikolai continued to prove how much he didn’t find any of this weird or off putting. How he welcomed this part of Elliot instead.

Us,Nikolai had said. And meant it.

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