Berries and Greed

His cock jerked as his fingers spasmed around the dildo. Ears fluttering wildly, he met my gaze as a hint of nerves sparked in his yellow eyes. My chest constricted, so I shifted up to lean against the headboard and held out my arms.

“Come here, Greid.”

He scrambled forward on trembling legs, eyes downcast as uncertainty made his lips purse. A hot rush of indignant anger swelled in my chest. He shouldn’t ever feel self-conscious about what he wanted, and I hated that he did. I could see the worry in his face—the fear that I was going to judge him or tell him it was weird.

Cupping his face, I leaned in to give him a deep kiss. “I can’t wait to fuck you with the biggest dildo you have, Greid,” I murmured, making sure he could hear in my voice just how much I wanted that. “But this time you’re going to make yourself come for me. I want to watch you fuck yourself, and you’re not allowed to come until I say you can.”

Dropping the dildo onto the bed, he slid his arms around me and kissed me again desperately. I tried not to flinch when I felt those little barbs on his cock rasp over my belly, moaning into the kiss and gliding my tongue against his feverishly thrusting one. I could taste myself on him, which made me shiver with pleasure.

Drawing back from the kiss, I smiled at him. “Did you bring lube?”

He gulped, nodding as he leaned back to grab the pump bottle. Then he picked up the dildo again, gaze shy and uncertain as he looked at me.

I could tell he was getting inside his own head, worrying and becoming nervous. Shifting up onto my knees, I gave him a stern look. “I’ve told you what I want, Greid. Now be a good boy, and lie back and fuck yourself with the dildo.”

That had his breath catching. A split second later, he was scrambling backward and shifting onto his back. His hands shook as he lubed up the dildo, sharp teeth sinking into his lower lip when I reached out and gripped his knees, spreading them wide.

“I want to see all of it,” I told him, voice hoarse with lust as I stared down between his legs. His sac was bunched up tight against the base of his dick, which throbbed over his belly.

Legs shaking, Greid drew a knee up toward his chest to tilt his hips and expose his hole. My nipples tightened, eyes greedily taking it all in. “Good boy.”

Breaths shuddering out of him, Greid brought the dildo between his legs and trailed the blunt tip over his hole. His throat bobbed, eyelashes fluttering and trembling lips falling open. I heard him let out a slow, shaky breath as he sank the head inside.

His cock jerked, spilling smoky pre-cum over his stomach. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he tunnelled the dildo inside himself with slow thrusts until only the flared base was visible, clutched in his long fingers.

“God, you look perfect,” I breathed, smoothing my palms over his thighs. “Does it feel good?”

He nodded, chest heaving, lower lip still clamped between his teeth as he slid the dildo out halfway before sinking it back inside. His hips jerked, clawed toes flexing and hole clenching around the thick length inside him. Eyes fluttering closed, he tipped his head back on the bed and let out a hard breath as he started fucking himself.

“That looks amazing.” I leaned down to kiss his knee. “You look so beautiful like this, Greid.”

His brows pinched in anguish, slick fingers fumbling with the base of the dildo as he started thrusting it faster. His cock strained up off his belly before smacking back down.

I grinned, trailing my fingertips up his inner thigh. “I bet you don’t even need that big dick played with to come, do you?”

His breath punched out of him, before his hips spasmed as I softly stroked his tight sac. My tongue pressed hard to the roof of my mouth as I slid my gaze up his straining cock, the head gleaming. Pre-cum trailed down the side of his belly.

“Look at me,” I said quietly. His hips twitched again before he blinked lust-drunk eyes open, barely able to focus on my face. I gave him a sly smile as soon as our gazes locked, sliding my fingers up to circle the base of his shaft. “Seeing as you were such a good boy for me, I’m going to reward you, Greid.”

His chest heaved with his hectic breaths, yellow eyes wide now as he stared at me. He whimpered when I carefully gripped the base of his cock below all the little barbs and tilted it up off his belly.

Jesus, it was actually heavy. I could feel it throbbing in my fingers, but I forced myself to look up at him with a stern brow raised. “No sounds, Greid. Or you won’t get your reward.”

He clamped his teeth around his lower lip to stay quiet, body trembling as he pumped the dildo in and out of his ass. I lowered my head—although I didn’t have to lower it all that much—and eyed the smooth, wet tip of his cock.

My mouth stretched into a wide grin as he stared down at me, breaths fast and ragged, tension making his limbs quake.

“Remember,” I purred, squeezing the base of his cock. “You can’t come ’til I say you can. And you can’t make any noise.”