Berries and Greed

More fluid pulsed out when I ordered, “Grab behind your knees for me, Greid.”

Sharp teeth sank into his lower lip, a muffled whimper escaping him as he reached down to curl his hands around the backs of his knees, tilting his hips up off the bed. I folded the pillow in half and carefully stuffed it under his lower back.

My eyes flared with heat when I sat back and surveyed him. Rubbing my hands up the backs of his thighs, I rasped, “God, you look so hot like this.”

He shivered, fingers twitching and tail thumping against the bed as my gaze dropped to between his legs. His balls had lifted and his hole was exposed. When I licked my lips, he whimpered, his cock lifting up off his stomach then smacking back down.

Shuffling back, I grinned at him as I lowered my head and gave the unbarbed base of his cock a lingering lick. Then I curled my tongue around one of his balls, sucking briefly before continuing lower.

“Oh fuck.” Greid’s chest started to heave, eyes wide and locked on me. “Beryl.”

Grabbing fistfuls of his ass, I tilted his hips up a little more and feathered my tongue over his hole. A guttural sound burst from Greid, his head falling back onto the pillow.

Moaning, I licked again, firmer this time, swiping the flat of my tongue over him. Then I used the pointed tip to circle his rim, around and around, until his thighs twitched.

“F-fuck.” Greid was already starting to writhe as best he could while keeping his legs up in the air. “Oh my god.”

I grinned against him, delivering another slow lick. “Has anyone ever done this to you before, Greid?”

“N-n-no.” His hips jerked, ragged breaths sawing out of him. “Fuck.”

“How does it feel?” I asked in a low purr.

“S-s-so good.” His fingers shifted restlessly against the backs of his knees. “Beryl, pl-please.”

“Please what?” I licked again.

A grunt burst from him as he jerked. “I don’t even f-fucking know. Just… pl-please don’t stop.”

Well, that had been the wrong thing to say. Deciding to mess with him, just to see him get all desperate and pleading, I turned my head and pressed a kiss to his inner thigh. He shuddered and whimpered, the sound laced with frustration, but didn’t dare protest.

Lifting my head, my belly lurched with arousal when I saw just how far down Greid’s front his cock reached while he was in this position, his lower body curling inward. It almost looked like…

“Can you suck your own dick?”

Greid’s eyes popped open. His hectic breaths calmed a little as he stared at me uncertainly. “Is… is that a trick question? Is there a wrong way to answer?”

I chuckled. “No. It just looks like if you craned your head forward, you’d at least be able to lick the tip.”

His ears went wild, giving me my answer.

Grinning wide, I dipped down to kiss his inner thigh again. “You can, can’t you? You can suck your own dick. You know you can because you’ve done it before.”

“I—You—” He let out a shaky breath, eyes darting. “I mean, m-most people have probably at least tried.”

“Maybe, but you can, can’t you?” I danced my fingertips over his tight sac. “Tell me, Greid.”

He shuddered, eyes squeezing shut as his head fell back onto the pillow. Swallowing, he gave a tiny nod and admitted, “Yeah, I can.”

Oh my god, that is so hot.

“You’re going to do it for me right now.” I ducked my head to lick his hole again, grabbing hold of his ass to tilt his hips higher once more, bringing the leaking tip of his dick even closer to his face.

Greid made a hoarse sound. “I am?”

“Yes.” I raised a stern brow at him and licked again, which made his hips jerk. “Be a good boy and suck your dick for me, Greid.”

“H-holy shit.” His wide gaze shifted to his cock. He swallowed, then tentatively let go of one knee to fist it.

I quickly cupped the back of his knee to keep it in the air, my eyes locked on him as he licked his lips nervously and lifted his head off the pillow.

Craning his neck, he let out a breath before swirling his tongue around the head of his dick. Instantly, his thighs twitched. His eyes slammed shut, brow furrowing with pleasure. I moaned hoarsely against him, licking feverishly, wishing I could reach down and furiously stroke my clit. I knew it would take hardly any time at all for me to come if I got to watch this while I was doing it.

Greid’s lips closed around the tip of his cock. He shuddered, clawed toes flexing in the air. Good job he was so flexible, because he was practically bent in half, especially when his shoulders lifted off the bed so he could engulf the entire head of his dick in his mouth.

“Oh my god, that looks amazing.” I was desperate for some stimulation as I watched his lean cheeks hollow, but I busied myself with licking and swirling my tongue over his hole, unable to tear my gaze away.

I knew it wouldn’t be good for him to stay hunched up like this for long, even though he was very bendy, so after another minute I sat up and carefully eased his hips back down to the bed, adjusting the pillow beneath him.