9. Pinks Goes Into Heat

9

PINKS GOES INTO HEAT

"No!" Pinks wanted to rip apart the bedding. "It was just getting good! Damn it!"

He ground his aching cock against Galent's stony fingers, but they felt hard and uncomfortable. What he wanted wasn't just fingers, anyway.

With a snarl, Pinks squirmed onto his back and scowled at the motionless statue poised above him. Galent's eyelids were hooded, his lips parted. He'd taken off his shirt at some point, and his bare chest was sculpted, beautiful, his nipples flat discs begging to be touched.

"Those can't be your secret buttons," Pinks growled. "It's too obvious."

He could either wait for Galent to turn back into flesh and blood, or... he could look for a spot that might speed up the process. The sooner Galent was back, the sooner Pinks could have a cock inside him.

He began by grasping Galent's face with both hands. More hands meant more surface area, which could only be a good thing. Pinks squeezed Galent's eyebrows, his cheeks, lips and nose. He slipped his fingertips into Galent's mouth and touched his tongue, but nothing happened. He poked his fingers into Galent's ears, then touched his hair, and down his throat.

Galent's shoulders were so, so broad beneath Pinks' hands. Pinks patted and squeezed the giant's pecs. Then he touched Galent's nipples at the same time, and did a sultry wriggle just for the hell of it. Galent didn't come back to life.

"Damn it!" Pinks scowled.

He tickled Galent's armpits and patted his abs. He squeezed Galent's girthy biceps, too, and touched his forearms.

There wasn't much else within reach. Pinks swallowed, staring at the hard line in Galent's pants. His hole squeezed with anticipation.

Feeling like a bit of a pervert, Pinks covered Galent's rock-hard bulge with his hand, moaning at the sheer size of it. He slid his hand up and down, making sure to squeeze Galent's blunt tip. Then his balls. He stroked Galent's length for much longer than necessary, his cock throbbing between his legs.

But still the man remained a statue.

"You're no fun like that," Pinks muttered, patting around Galent's hips to grab his ass.

Surely... Galent didn't need a kiss. Like The Frog Prince?

This wasn't a fairytale. Worse, they weren't anywhere ready to kiss; they'd only known each other for half a day.

But Pinks needed an orgasm, and it wasn't like Galent would know he'd been kissed.

"This doesn't mean I'm going to be your mate, or anything like that," Pinks said, flushing.

Just that the idea of a mate calmed him. Deep down, Pinks secretly wanted someone big and strong he could hide in, so he wasn't the only one responsible for Zarrie. So he wasn't the only one making all the scary decisions.

He carefully pressed his lips to Galent's forehead. When nothing changed, he decided he would do this the right way, and repeated the kiss firmly.

Still a statue.

Pinks kissed down Galent's nose, then kissed both his cheeks. He even kissed Galent's chin, ever so aware of how close their mouths were.

"You're making this a lot more romantic than it has any right to be," Pinks grumbled. But his heart thumped as he cradled Galent's face in his hands, staring at Galent's parted lips.

Despite all of his experience, he'd never intentionally kissed someone on the lips before.

Pinks closed his eyes and slowly, carefully brought their mouths together, bumping into Galent's smooth upper lip. He kissed it awkwardly. Then he tilted his face down and bumped into Galent's lower lip, kissing it too.

What if Galent wasn't turning back because Pinks was only kissing half his mouth at any given moment? Did he have to kiss both of Galent's lips at the same time?

With his eyes still shut, Pinks parted his lips to match them against Galent's open ones, feeling like a goldfish.

"I didn't know that awkward kissing was your kink," Galent said.

Pinks yelled and shoved himself backward, his heart lodging in his throat. "What the hell! Did it—Did it work?"

"No," Galent said dryly. "I woke up right before you did my upper lip. I was still frozen when you kissed my lower lip, but I saw how hard you were trying."

Pinks flushed and dragged the pillow over his face. "Oh, gods. I did all that for nothing? "

"I wouldn't call that nothing," Galent murmured. He pressed his face against Pinks' chest and nuzzled him through his shirt. "I enjoyed watching you kiss me. You looked so... torn."

He dropped kisses along Pinks' chest, to his shirt collar. The giant had all but trapped Pinks beneath his large body, his damp breath puffing against the hollow of Pinks' throat.

It didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Galent slid his hand under Pinks' shirt and sniffed up his neck, brushing his lips over Pinks' pulse point. Pinks held his breath; it was one of his most vulnerable spots.

Galent smiled against his neck. And he closed his mouth over Pinks' pulse, sucking it with slow, long pulls that made Pinks' hips buck up, his entire body coming alive.

"That's it," Galent growled, his teeth grazing Pinks' throat in a way that made his fingers dig into the pillows. "I want to see you desperate for me. Desperate to take me inside you. I want your pretty hole wrapped around my tongue, my fingers, my cock. Open for me, ready to take my cum."

Pinks moaned. And suddenly the tongue on his neck wasn't small or human. It was big, thick, tapered like a dragon's, and it curled hot under his jaw. Slick trickled out of his hole.

"You like my tongue," Galent purred, his words slurred. "It'll fit so good inside your hole. Stretch you wider than my fingers, make you come so many times."

Pinks' legs opened without him thinking; Galent grasped his knees and spread them wide. Keeping Pinks' sensitive parts open to him.

"So eager for me," Galent whispered. He pushed Pinks' shirt up and off his body. Then he slid his big, wet tongue against Pinks' nipples, so they leaked even more. Galent turned his tongue back into a human's and closed his mouth around one pebbled nub. "Mmm."

It felt so good surrendering the milk to him. Pinks writhed, bliss rippling down his spine as Galent sucked, over and over until his cock throbbed and his hole clenched. "Please!"

"You taste delicious." Galent played with Pinks' nipples, alternating which he drank from. With each tug, Pinks felt more and more empty, his body needing to be filled.

"Please fuck me," Pinks whimpered.

"Maybe."

A helpless sound tore out of him. Pinks bucked and panted, warmth swelling inside him. It burned in his veins and pooled heavy between his legs; it made his teeth ache and his cock leak, until he clawed at his remaining clothes, needing them all off.

"Yes," Galent whispered, dragging Pinks' pants and briefs down his legs, until he lay completely naked beneath the giant. "All mine to taste. To hold down and fuck."

Pinks clutched at Galent, wrapping his legs around Galent's hips, trying to tempt him.

"You're so desperate." Galent flicked his inhuman tongue down Pinks' body, dipping it into his navel. Then he licked further down, wrapping his tongue around Pinks' cock.

Pinks wheezed, his precum spurting onto Galent's face. But the giant only grinned and dragged his tongue up and down Pinks' cock, grasping Pinks' asscheeks with his large hands and spreading them open.

The moment he touched his finger to Pinks' hole, Pinks came, his spine bowing off the bed. But it didn't lessen his need at all. In fact, the ache in his body grew sharper.

"Inside," Pinks begged. "I c-can't. Need more."

Galent groaned and pressed his thumbs on either side of Pinks' hole, stretching it open. He slotted that thick, wet muscle between Pinks' cheeks, letting Pinks feel how girthy it was. He skirted around Pinks' entrance and flicked his tongue over Pinks' taint, before giving Pinks' sac a few teasing licks.

"Such a pretty ass," Galent rumbled, dragging his tongue over Pinks' hole. "Fuck, you made so much slick for me."

With one hand wrapped around his own bulge, Galent pushed his fingertips into Pinks, scissoring them to stretch him. The next thing Pinks knew, Galent's tongue was shoving deep into him, finding his sensitive spots.

He came hard. He couldn't help himself, stretched sinfully around that deft muscle. It kept probing and nudging, sliding against his prostate and away, until Pinks could barely breathe. All he knew was Galent's fingers thrusting in alongside his tongue, pressing down on Pinks' prostate so he howled.

"Shh," Galent growled. "Keep it down."

Pinks shoved his hand against his mouth. But he couldn't stop shaking when Galent pumped his fingers inside, tasting Pinks, keeping him open because this wasn't his end goal; his goal was to put his knot inside Pinks.

"I need your knot," Pinks gasped brokenly. "Need—Need to be fucked."

"Yeah?" Galent's mouth curved into a hungry smile. "Be quiet, Sweety-Pinks."

He hooked his fingers hard against Pinks' prostate. Pinks' vision whited out; he came all over himself, pulses and pulses of pleasure exploding through his body.

"Did you have enough?" Galent asked when Pinks could think again. "Does your sweet little hole need more stretching?"

Pinks stared at the sizable bulge straining behind Galent's pants, a dark spot at its tip. "I want to see your cock."

Galent grinned. "You want to be fucked for at least twenty minutes, right? Enough to come three times on my cock?"

Pinks could only moan. "Yes."

Galent withdrew his fingers. And he prowled forward on his knees, straddling Pinks' shoulders. "Take my cock out."

Pinks shuddered. He shoved his pillow under his head and scrambled to undo Galent's belt, his mouth going dry when his fingers brushed against that hard length. Galent growled.

The zipper rasped. As Pinks dragged it down, an intense muskiness filled his nose. Then he couldn't help staring; Galent was so hard, he almost ripped through his underwear. Pinks moaned and buried his face in Galent's crotch. "Smells so good."

He kept huffing, trying to cover himself in that scent.

"Sweety-Pinks," Galent rumbled. "You haven't even taken it out yet. If you do, there's a lot more cock you can use to mark your face."

Pinks grew wetter. He wrapped his fingers around that hot, hard length, pulling it out so it pointed down at him. It was thick, big, wickedly curved, with fine veins criss-crossing it.

He could already imagine it stretching him open, going deeper than Galent's fingers and tongue. His entire body tightened urgently. "You're so big."

"I'll make it fit," Galent purred. "Hold you open and make you take it."

Pinks' breath rushed out. He couldn't stop squirming, panting. "Need."

"Mmm. Yes." Galent slid his fingers into Pinks' hair, pulling him upright so he could grind his cock against Pinks' face. Pinks moaned. There was nothing like being claimed, especially when Galent's thrusts turned hard, forceful, like the way he'd fuck inside Pinks.

"Take my cock, Sweety-Pinks." Galent slipped his fingers into Pinks' mouth, coaxing him open.

His thick, blunt tip fitted between Pinks' lips and pushed in, his cock smooth and heavy on Pinks' tongue. Every breath was flavored with Galent's cock. Pinks lapped hungrily at him, sucking on his alpha like how Galent had sucked on his nipples.

"Fuck," Galent hissed, pulling out halfway and thrusting back in, deeper this time. He cradled Pinks' head in his hands and built a rhythm, pushing his cock steadily into Pinks, slow, determined thrusts that made Pinks grow so hot, he couldn't think.

"Need," He whimpered around Galent, swallowing every drop of salty precum. "Please."

Galent gave a final thrust. He pulled his cock out, resting its spit-covered head against Pinks' lower lip. "Are you always this desperate for cock?"

Pinks shook his head and grabbed Galent's hips, trying to pull him closer. "Knot me. Please."

"Get on all fours, ass up."

The moment Galent released him, Pinks scrambled onto his hands and knees, lowering his chest, pushing his hips up as high as he could. "Knot, knot me please."

"Fuck!" Galent was on top of him, grabbing Pinks' ass, knocking Pinks' legs apart to fit himself between them. "If you're not always this needy... Are you in heat?"

Pinks' desperation suddenly made sense. He groaned and buried his face against the pillow. "Heat. Yes. Inside. Now."

Galent's breath rushed out. "Gods. We need a condom." He leaned away.

"No!" Pinks grabbed him, trying to pull him back. "Want it raw. Want your cum on my insides." He grasped his cheeks and spread them, showing Galent his empty hole. "Now."

"Holy fuck." Instead of moving closer, Galent left the bed completely. He ripped off his shirt and pants, until all that remained was his muscular, naked body, his cock jutting upright, flushed red and glistening with precum. Gracefully, Galent prowled back to cover Pinks with his own body, his cock sliding against the sensitive skin of Pinks' inner thigh.

"You don't know how good you look," Galent growled, slotting his cock between Pinks' damp cheeks. "All spread open for me, ready to take my big, aching cock."

Pinks moaned, rocking back against him. Galent pressed closer in a rush of blissful friction, his pecs snug against Pinks' back, his soft lips brushing Pinks' ear.

"I'm going to hold you down, Sweety-Pinks," Galent murmured, sliding his calloused hand down Pinks' chest. "I'm going to tease your hole until you beg. Then I'll push in, stretch you wide open. Impale you on my cock."

Pinks tried to breathe. He couldn't think. Could only rub his hole up and down his alpha's cock. "Please, please—"

Galent anchored Pinks against his chest, thrusting lightly so his cock pushed up from under Pinks' balls, his tip squirting precum onto Pinks' cock. "I'm going to fuck you ‘til you come around me, and fuck you again. And again. Until you're drunk on pleasure, and you can't help but take my cum."

"Now," Pinks whined. He felt so hot between his legs, his body burning up.

Galent held Pinks down and pressed his tip against Pinks' hole. Then he pushed in, sinking half his cock inside in a rush of friction. Pinks came violently, his body clenching, his eyes rolling back.

He's inside me.

"That's it," Galent panted, pushing in despite Pinks' convulsing muscles. "Fuck, you're milking me so well. My balls are so full of cum, ready to fill your womb, knock you up."

Pinks came again, growing even hotter. He reached back to pry his cheeks further apart. "Need your knot. Need it now."

Galent snarled, pinning Pinks against the bed, fucking the rest of his cock inside. It stretched him so full that he couldn't breathe, could only throb as the giant began a hard rhythm. "Fuck. You're so tight for me. Your pretty hole wrapped around my cock, sucking me down. I can't wait to give you all my cum. Multiple loads, all deep inside, so you keep leaking when you stand up. Claimed inside and outside."

"O-outside?" Pinks clutched at the sheets, his ears filled with Galent's panting, and the wet, lewd sounds of their hips clapping together.

"I'm marking you with my scent," Galent groaned. He closed his lips over Pinks' shoulder, and sucked so hard that Pinks thrashed, coming all over the sheets. "But that's not all." Galent gripped Pinks' hips, thrusting in hard. Pinks' eyes rolled back. Galent nuzzled Pinks' nape, closing his blunt human teeth gently around it. "I want to bite you."

Pinks shuddered. "Please. Please bite."

"Not yet. Not right now." Galent licked the spot where his teeth had been. "But when the time is right... I will mark you everywhere so everyone will know you're mine."

He gave an especially vicious thrust. Then he reached around and gripped Pinks' cock, fucking Pinks forward into his fist. Pinks scrabbled against the sheets. It was too much pleasure, especially now that Galent was slamming against his prostate over and over, so Pinks' orgasm stretched into a never-ending crest of bliss.

"Shhh." Galent panted against his ear. And he fucked Pinks so hard that Pinks came with another ragged cry. "Did—Did you count how many times you came? I don't think w-we're at twenty minutes yet. Fuck. I want to be inside you forever. Just fucking you over and over, filling you with all my cum. I want to carry you around with my cock inside you. Keep you filled every single minute."

Pinks was still coming. He couldn't even string two words together, even though he still wanted Galent's knot. He clutched at the sheets and raised his hips weakly. "K-knot."

Galent swore. His next thrust sent Pinks' eyes rolling back. "Yes. I'm gonna come. Give you my big, round knot."

His thrusts grew shorter, harder, his cock swelling inside Pinks. Then he came with a bitten down roar, warmth flooding Pinks inside. It was a lot of cum. Enough that Pinks would get knocked up for certain. Pinks writhed, panting when Galent's knot grew at the base of his cock, locking inside him. It was so large that it pressed against Pinks' prostate, and Pinks couldn't stop coming.

"That's it. Milk me. You're so perfect, it's like you were meant to be mine," Galent murmured in his ear, rolling his hips languidly. It was enough to send Pinks into another breathless orgasm.

Pinks lost track of how long they were knotted. His body welcomed Galent; at some point, he blacked out, drifting in and out of consciousness.

When he finally grew aware enough to think, he became aware of a warm, naked man wrapped around him, so close that Pinks went cross-eyed trying to focus on his face.

"So," Galent whispered with a bright grin. "I've probably knocked you up."