Page 12 of Fated
I blessed the quirk that created the interdimensional transference that allowed Max to know me long before we had met.
I retracted my claws and touched his small mouth with one finger. His perfect, pink tongue darted out to greet it, and I nearly cast the size spell so I could fit my cock inside Max’s mouth. But no, my tiny love wanted me even at the size I was now, and I wanted to let him have the real me for as long as I could manage it.
“Can you keep your claws out?” Max asked shyly. “I love all of you.” He punctuated his request with a tentative stroke to where my tail attached to the base of my spine.
My cocked pulsed. My tail was sensitive there and I let out a growl of pleasure. “You love all of me, little Max?”
“I wouldn’t change anything, Areth.” He slid off the bed, straddled one of my legs, and began to grind against me. He was so small that his thighs could barely manage it.
My throat went dry, and I had to work in order to say, “I will have to keep my claws in for some of what I wish to do with you.”
“Fuck, I’m going to come in my pants if you keep talking to me like that.”
“Like what?” I was planning to make him come many times before I was done with him, so I had no intention to stop doing whatever had him so worked up. I could not wait to learn everything that would make him want me so much that he would never consider leaving.
“With your mouth. Everything you say is making me lose my mind, Areth. I can’t believe you want me. That alone is enough to, oh fuck…haaaaaa…”
Max began to stammer incoherently when I used my claws to tear out the back of his shirt. I tore the rest of Max’s shirt off him and lifted him off my leg, shifting him and arranging his limbs until he was straddling the bulge of my cock. I used one hand to rock his small, heart-shaped ass against me, and when I scraped my claws lightly up his back, he cried out while bucking against me frantically.
I held him against my body as tightly as I dared until he stopped rocking his hips and relaxed.
Max pressed his small face into my stomach and laughed breathlessly. “I can’t believe you made me come in my pants so easily. I don’t even have a spare pair. Or another shirt.”He leaned back and frowned down at the damp spot spreading across his pants.
“I can get you more clothes.” I would make some for him if I had to. Everyone in my domain was closer to my size than his, but I would worry about that tomorrow. Or perhaps the day after that.
I relieved him of his problem by using my claws to tear off the rest of his clothes and was delighted when he was back to full hardness once I was done.
I wrapped his legs around my waist and stood. His legs could not wrap all the way around me, but he was able to spread them nice and wide.
“You are a bendy little thing, are you not?” I murmured as I moved us to the bed.
I placed him down on his back and spread him out before me so I could inspect every inch of his miniature form. There was perfect trust in his eyes as he let me move him any way I wanted.
“I do stretches,” he said like he was admitting a deep, dark secret.
“Why do you say this like it upsets you?”
“Because…I did it for you.”
“Before you knew I was real?”
“I liked pretending you were. It made me feel good to believe that if I ever met you, I’d be able to do all the things with you I dreamed about.”
“You do not know how it feels to hear that you wanted me before we met. I craved you so badly it hurt, Max.”
Max’s eyes went night dark, and I realized he was not going to be any help with keeping him undamaged.
I was so fucked.
Chapter 3
Max
All my reason had flown out the window after the words I love you left Areth’s mouth.
After one final disgusting episode, the flowers were gone without a trace. The fact that Areth wanted to fuck me even after seeing that was enough to make me realize he must truly love me.
Me! Nerdy little Max, gamer boy extraordinaire, had my massive, wet-dream fantasy boyfriend so hot and bothered he’d tossed me onto the biggest bed I’d ever seen and was treating me like the best toy ever. When the bed frame creaked loudly, I knew my bed back home didn’t have a shadow of a prayer of taking Areth’s weight.
