Chapter Fifteen

Interlude

Larkin

In an instant, my feet were hitting the floor and Seb was backing away from me quickly, almost stumbling. But he'd already dragged my trunks down enough that they fell to my ankles the moment I was standing. Cheeks flaming, I quickly cupped my hands over my throbbing erection and kept my back pressed tightly to the wall.

"I'm sorry," he croaked, brows pinched and eyes filled with something like devastation. "I'm so sorry, Lark, I… I got carried away—"

"No," I blurted, trembling all over. "No, it's not—I didn't want to stop, but…"

I trailed off, the words getting stuck in my throat. In the painful ensuing silence, Seb swallowed hard and knelt to gently pull my trunks up for me. When they reached mid-thigh, I quickly grabbed them and tugged them up over my ass.

"I'm sorry," he repeated hoarsely, standing up and backing away.

"No, seriously, dude," I insisted, my voice wavering. "I really didn't want to stop, b-but I… There's something… um…"

Fuck. I had to tell him if we ever wanted to do more than mostly clothed handjobs and frottage. He was going to have to see it at some point.

"I have a tail, okay?" I blurted defensively, hot and cold shivers racing over my entire body. "And it's weird and gross, and it—I'm really self-conscious about it."

Seb was frozen in place, staring at me in shock. I squirmed and looked away, feeling mortified when my chin started wobbling.

I sniffed and stiltedly said, "I've had it since… It's a birth… thing. The doctor called it a vestigial tail, and my parents decided not to get it removed when I was little because it's not that big and they don't think there's anything wrong with it. They're all about… you know. Loving yourself and whatever. But it… it's ugly and gross and I wish they had, but I don't want to say anything now and make them feel guilty."

Seb exhaled a slow breath, his brow still pinched as he gazed at me with some other emotion now. Something that kind of made me want to bury myself against his chest and feel his big arms around me. My eyes were burning, so I looked away and blinked fast, wrapping my arms around my middle.

"Lark…" he said hoarsely, then audibly swallowed as he took a step closer before stopping again. "I have a tail too."

My gaze snapped back to him, but after a few seconds I realised what he meant and shrugged stiffly. "Yeah, in your werewolf form, which is normal. Fae don't have tails, so mine isn't normal."

"No," he said steadily. "I can half shift, and my tail always appears when I do, which definitely doesn't happen for everyone."

I looked at him again and inhaled a fragile, hopeful breath. "R-really?"

He nodded, still gazing at me kind of like he wanted to come closer, but instead he reached for his trunks. "I'll show you."

My breath caught when he pulled them down and stepped out of them, and I realised this was the first time I was seeing Seb fully naked. He was so hot that I momentarily forgot what I'd just admitted to him. His cock was relaxed now, but still thick and long. The line of hair under his navel met the nest of short curls at its base. His hips were narrow, thighs thick and muscular and dusted with dark hair.

Then he turned around, and heat stabbed through my belly at the sight of his ass. Round and firm and smooth, but with a hint of dark hair just between his cheeks.

I'd seen a lot of asses in porn, but his was by far the best. By a freaking mile. It was unmatched. Not even Asmo's perfect incubus ass could compare.

He started to half shift—which I hadn't previously known werewolves could do—and his heels lifted off the ground as his feet turned into big paws. His hands were hanging by his sides, and I saw long black claws curving from his fingertips. He got even bigger, his back growing wider and the muscles more pronounced, as the skin on his legs and lower back turned to something that looked almost like suede. Short, fine dark brown fur.

And then a wolfy tail sprouted at the base of his spine. It was dark brown with a black tip, and it grew long enough to cover the cleft of his ass as it hung down.

"Oh," I breathed shakily, my arms slowly loosening from around my middle. "You… you do have a tail."

He glanced over his shoulder to smile at me, and I saw that his face had become a little more lupine, harsher, his eyes gleaming bright amber and fangs peeking from between his lips. His ears had grown pointed, his hair a touch longer and shaggier.

As he stood there naked in front of me, having made himself more vulnerable than me just to make me feel better, a lump formed in my throat. He was so… He was just… so nice.

"I like it." A real but tenuous smile tilted my lips. "It looks soft."

"Wolf fur is more coarse than soft." His voice had become deeper and growlier too. My belly clenched in a rush at the sound of it.

"I bet it still feels nice."

He smiled at me again. "You can touch it if you want."

I licked my lips nervously and took a step away from the wall. "O-okay."

Slowly crossing the distance between us, I stopped just behind him as he patiently waited, clawed hands now resting casually on his hips. Wetting my lips again, I reached out and smoothed my fingertips down the length of his tail. Then I did it again, starting a little higher so my fingers brushed against his lower spine.

Seb's back muscles twitched. I hesitantly asked, "Can you feel that?"

He peered back at me with a nod, eyes growing darker again. "It feels nice."

Tentatively, I wrapped my fingers around it and smoothed my fist down to the tip, stroking the fur. Seb glanced back again with a tiny, teasing smile.

"Just don't tug on it. No canid likes that."

I snuffled a laugh and gave it another gentle pet before stepping back. "It's cool. I really like it. It kinda looks like you're wearing one of those butt plugs with a tail attached. Except it's real. And not in your butt."

Seb turned with a chuckle. "Thanks."

Because I'd still been looking down at his tail, I was suddenly greeted by the sight of his dick. My mouth dried out in an instant as my gaze locked onto the slight bulge at the base of his shaft, just above his balls.

"Your…" My voice came out in a croak. I swallowed thickly. "You… have your knot like this."

Seb glanced down. In front of my eyes, his cock started to thicken. "Yeah."

My fingers were twitching with the desire to reach out and touch him. "D-does it… get bigger?"

He chuckled, but it sounded a little strained. "Yeah. When I get hard. Looks like I'm giving you a demonstration right now," he added wryly.

Yeah, he definitely was. His cock was quickly filling up, getting even longer and thicker, the foreskin pulling back from the head, which was even more tapered like this. That bulge at the base swelled. A lot.

My own boner had returned in a rush and was already throbbing, making me want to tug uncomfortably on my trunks. I wet my lips and glanced up at him. I'd seen him fully naked now. It… only seemed fair that he saw me naked too.

And I'd done the worst part. I'd told him about my weird tail. He already knew about it, so surely showing him wouldn't be a big deal, especially as he'd been so cool and understanding about it.

Actually, I couldn't decide which was worse—him knowing about it, or him seeing it.

But if I didn't do it now, I'd still have to do it some other time in the near future. Taking a deep breath, I took a step back and reached for my trunks.

"Do… do you want to see mine? My tail, I mean," I added quickly, seeing as we'd already moved on to talk about his amazing dick.

He smiled at me, soft and reassuring. "Only if you want to show me."

"I do." My fingers curled under my waistband and went still, nerves making me quake a little. "But remember that it's not… not a proper tail like yours. It's… it's not supposed to be there, so it looks… weird. More like a growth."

"You don't have to show me if you don't want to, Lark," he said calmly. "There are ways we can still do everything you want to try without me having to see it."

"No, I want to show you." I froze and glanced at him warily. "Unless you… don't want to see it? Because it's gross—"

"It won't be gross," he interrupted steadily, crossing his arms. "It won't be weird. It's not going to change the way I… think about you. I promise, Larkin."

"Okay," I said shakily, then took a deep breath and pulled down my trunks.

My dick had softened again—poor little guy didn't know what to do—but when I saw Seb's eyes roaming quickly over my naked body, it started perking right back up despite my nerves. His half-hard cock stiffened even more until it was jutting up from his body, making my tongue feel too thick in my mouth.

I stepped out of the trunks pooled around my feet and shifted anxiously for a few seconds, then squeezed my eyes shut and spun quickly to get it over with.

I could practically feel his gaze land on it. I knew what he was seeing, I'd stared miserably at it enough times in the mirror. A weird fleshy lump, about two inches long, right at the top of my ass crack. I'd had a couple of furious, uncontrollable crying sessions over it when I was a teenager—always in secret, because I didn't want to make my parents feel bad for not getting rid of it when I was little.

It felt like an eternity, but was really only a few seconds before he spoke.

"Told you," he said softly. "It's not gross or weird at all."

"It is." My hands fisted at my sides. "It's so ugly, dude."

"No. It's not. It's just a tail, Lark."

I hadn't heard him move, but suddenly, big, warm hands were landing gently on my hips. After a pause, he dipped his head to kiss my bare shoulder. I shuddered, squeezing my eyes shut tighter when pressure welled behind them. My chin wobbled, so I clenched my jaw hard to try and stop it as my breath hitched in my throat a few times.

Seb wrapped his arms around my middle from behind, being mindful of his claws, and pressed himself tightly to my back, flattening my wings between us. My pulse leaped when his hard cock nestled in the crease of my ass, the head resting against the side of my tail. Okay, so… maybe he really didn't think it was that gross, if he was happy to have his dick pressed against it.

I'd been holding myself stiff and tense, but I found myself slowly relaxing, my head leaning back against his shoulder. Hesitantly, I reached up and rested my hands on the forearms banded around my middle.

"Um… m-my mom used to call it my nub when I was little," I said shakily, then immediately cringed, wondering why I'd told him something potentially even more embarrassing than the actual tail. "I mean, obviously she hasn't seen it for a really long time."

He huffed in amusement. His jaw was resting against my cheek as he hugged me tightly to him. "That's cute."

I managed a wobbly smile. "It's not. It's so embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing. Nothing about it is embarrassing. You're…" I heard him swallow. "You're perfect, Larkin. The tail just means there's a little more of you to… like."

"Th-thanks." I tried to hide my sniffle. Swallowing hard, I admitted, "That's why I didn't go in the hot tub with you. I really wanted to, but… I was so worried about someone seeing it. I only got in the pool because they wouldn't stop hounding me and I was so freaking bored of just sitting there, but it sucked. I was so self-conscious the whole time."

Seb let out a slow breath. "I'm sorry I didn't realise. I would've stayed with you."

I snuffled a watery laugh. "How could you have known, dude?"

"Still, I…" He hesitated. "I thought… I didn't think you'd want me to hang around and cramp your style while you were with all the wrestlers."

Something mildly unpleasant jolted through my chest. I shook my head quickly. "No. No way, dude. I… kind of just wanted to hang out with you today." I flushed as soon as I said it and hurriedly continued. "And besides, I didn't really want to…"

A few seconds after I'd trailed off, Seb cleared his throat and released me, taking a step back. I wavered a little on my feet, only then realising that I'd been sagging completely back into his sturdy body, and wet my lips nervously as I turned to face him.

"Lark…" He inhaled unsteadily, fingers flexing at his sides. "Can I… kiss you this time?"

My breath hitched. I nodded quickly, already feeling myself leaning into him. He raised his hands and cupped my face, thumbs stroking softly over my cheekbones, then dipped his head to press his lips to mine.

A tiny sound escaped me instantly. I kissed him back eagerly, my hands resting on his solid chest until I slid them up and wrapped my arms around his neck, and I moaned again when our lips parted and our tongues brushed together.

This already felt so weirdly natural with him. Still ridiculously exciting and super hot, but almost comforting at the same time. Our dicks pressed together between our stomachs, mine stiffening back up until it was straining against his. I gasped into his mouth, instinctively arching my hips to rub against him, which made a groan rumble up his throat.

Soon we were back to making out feverishly, thrusting our tongues together and breathing hard against each other's lips. I clutched at his hair and moaned my approval when he picked me up again, twining my legs around his hips. This time, his bare cock prodded at my balls and slid against them, making my thighs clench tighter around him with a rush of arousal.

He gripped my ass hard as he started to move, and a few seconds later I was being lowered onto my back at the end of the bed, our lips parting for only a second as he followed me down and covered my body with his.

"Mmm." I kept my legs wrapped around his hips, straining my ass up off the mattress to rub against him. The position kept me open and exposed, and I was hyper aware that if he shifted just a little lower, his cock would slide over my hole. It clenched and tingled at the thought.

Between desperate, messy kisses, I panted, "I w-want to feel your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me. Seb…"

He groaned, big shoulders bunched with tension as he held himself above me on his elbows. Leaving my mouth, he trailed frantic kisses along my jaw and down my neck.

"Mmm." My brows pinched up, lips parting around my hectic breaths as I tilted my neck so he could reach more of it. "S-Seb—"

"We can't fuck here," he rasped, voice like gravel. "We need lube. And time. I'm not going to risk hurting you by rushing it, Lark."

"C-can't we just use spit?" I asked desperately. I needed to feel it. Especially while he was like this—still in his half-shifted form, with that big fat knot at the base of his cock. I wanted to spread my legs wide and watch him work it inside me.

Seb chuckled breathlessly against my neck and lifted his head to give me a softer, sweeter kiss. "No, we can't. Spit wouldn't be enough, and it dries fast."

Breathing raggedly, I looked down between our bodies. I was still frantically trying to hump against his big dick. "Seb," I whined, not sure what I was still asking for, but knowing I needed it from him .

He gazed down at me, before something that almost looked like sadness filled his honey eyes. Then, in a rush, he flipped us around until he was lying back on the bed and I was straddling his hips. My dick jerked, a flood of excitement and self-conscious nerves filling my belly and making my limbs jittery.

"How about this." Seb smirked up at me, smoothing his hands up my thighs before tucking them behind his head. "This is still a lesson, right? So why don't you see how fast you can make me come by grinding that pretty blue cock against mine?"

Lesson? Oh shit, yeah. Right.

I blinked down at him, then slowly grinned. "You think my cock is pretty?"

He huffed with a tiny, crooked smile. " All of you is pretty, Lark."

I tried not to preen too much, tossing back the strands of hair that had slipped out of my bun. "Thanks."

His smiled widened. He shifted a little to get comfortable, then stared up at me expectantly.

I blinked back, then looked down at my cock hovering just above his. My teeth sank into my lower lip, fingers digging into his chest.

"I'll stay like this," he purred. "Figure you want to feel my knot sliding against your dick."

Oh fuck. My erection throbbed, pre-cum leaking from the tip. Hell yes, I wanted to feel that. I wanted to feel that so much .