17. Tentacles And A Dragon

17

TENTACLES AND A DRAGON

A distinct surge of disappointment came through their mental bond.

Telos blinked at Mav, confused. “You... want it to be a date? Really?”

Mav froze, the tops of his ears turning pink. “Yes?”

“Huh.” Telos watched him for a reaction that might contradict his words. But Mav met his gaze intently, his face open and waiting.

Maybe Mav really did mean what he’d said, about giving this a chance.

Telos’ heart fluttered. Then his mouth twitched, and he had to duck his head to hide his smile.

“Don’t hide,” Mav murmured, catching Telos’ chin. He tipped Telos’ face up, leaning so close that Telos forgot to breathe.

A collective gasp rose through the room.

Mav turned and shot their friends a warning glare. “What?”

“Nothing,” Hilly-Billy said, hurrying to lower his phone.

“Were you taking a video? Of us?” Telos asked incredulously.

Hilly-Billy coughed. “Ah, someone requested it.”

“ Who? ” Telos growled.

Hadley coughed too. It sounded suspiciously like “Only the rest of your friends.”

Before Telos could say anything about it, more knocking came from the door. Raptor turned back to where his hand had frozen on the doorknob, finally opening the door.

Uriel stepped in with his baby strapped to his back. “What was so important that you couldn’t answer the door for five whole minutes?”

“Ah.” Hilly-Billy coughed. “A once-in-a-lifetime event.”

Telos flipped him off. “You didn’t have to take a video of us!”

“Actually, he does,” Hadley admitted. “A lot is riding on this.”

“Like what?” Telos demanded.

“None of your business,” Ace said brightly, flapping his hands. “Go on, go back to what you were doing.”

“No,” Telos growled. “Actually, I’m going to wash off all this blood that I got onto Estie.”

He stalked into his ensuite bathroom, turning on the shower. Hilly-Billy followed him. “Need some help with Estie, Brother Master? I can get you her bathtub.”

“Fine,” Telos grumbled.

Mav stepped in after Hilly-Billy had dropped off the tub and baby soap. “I can help.”

Telos sat Estie in the tub and turned on the shower, except Estie began making unhappy sounds, scrunching up her face and trying to turn away from the spray. “I don’t think she likes the shower.”

“It’s getting on her face. Of course she doesn’t like it.” Mav came closer, plucking the showerhead off the wall. Then he held it over one corner of Estie’s tub to fill it with water. “Look, Estie. The shower isn’t scary.” Mav turned down the shower volume, giving Estie’s hands and feet a light spray of water. Estie’s frown smoothed, and she reached over to close her fingers around the water. “Can’t catch water unless it’s ice, kiddo.”

Mav sprayed some water on her stomach. Then he blew a loud raspberry, and Estie giggled.

Telos melted. “You’re good at that.”

“Yeah?” Mav straightened his shoulders. His clothes had darkened from the shower spray, but he didn’t seem to care. “Have you bathed a baby before?”

“No,” Telos admitted.

Mav’s eyebrows crawled up. “Don’t you have a million brothers?”

Telos shrugged in embarrassment. “I have a lot of older brothers. They helped care for the younger ones, and I usually ran off to climb trees.”

Mav studied him for a moment, then got Telos to lift Estie out of the tub so he could dump out the dirty water. He filled the tub again, added a squirt of baby soap, and swirled it around.

Estie happily smacked the bubbles floating on the water’s surface. She splashed water onto both Telos and Mav, and Mav grinned.

Telos didn’t think he’d ever tire of Mav’s smile.

Mav dampened a soft washcloth with the shower spray, before handing it over. “Wipe her face gently.”

Telos took the washcloth. Then he stared at Estie and froze. How difficult was it to wipe a baby’s face? But still he couldn’t move.

Mav wrapped his hand around Telos’, sweeping the washcloth from the center of Estie’s face outward. In fact, he held Telos’ hand through wiping Estie’s face, then her ears. He took the washcloth from Telos and rinsed it, then arranged Telos’ hands around Estie so he could wipe down the rest of her.

Estie reached up to grab Mav’s face, a constant stream of babbling falling from her mouth.

“You’re talking a lot, sweetheart,” Telos said fondly. He carefully cleaned Estie, holding his breath because he was afraid of getting it wrong.

Especially with Mav watching.

Mav didn’t criticize him for anything. He waited patiently while Telos washed between Estie’s toes, then rinsed Estie off with a gentle spray when Telos lifted her out of the water. Together, they wrapped her in a large fluffy towel, patting her dry.

“You’re still covered in blood,” Mav pointed out.

“I’ll wash up after she’s done,” Telos said, his heart thumping when Mav helped him with Estie’s diapers and an elephant onesie.

Mav scooped her out of Telos’ arms and left the room.

Except he came back empty-handed.

Telos frowned. Before he could speak, Mav said, “I handed her over to the butlers. Time to get you clean.”

Mav swept his gaze down Telos’ body, taking his time as he catalogued every single inch. There was suddenly no air left in the shower. Telos’ body prickled all over; he could only stare as Mav stripped off his wet clothing, his shoulders bunching, his biceps flexing. He pulled his muscular legs out of his pants, and his cock hung thick and heavy between his thighs.

“Uh,” Telos croaked.

Mav prowled into the shower, backing Telos up against the wall. “Yeah?”

“I didn’t think you were going to shower with me.” All Telos could smell was Mav’s cologne and fresh sweat, the smoky scent of him.

Mav pressed their chests together. Then he reached between them, scraping his nails down Telos’ abdomen, following his hair down to his bare cock. Telos jerked.

“Want something?” Mav whispered, his breath hot on Telos’ lips. He trailed his fingers lightly along Telos, sending sparks of pleasure up his spine. Instead of stopping, he circled Telos’ tip with his fingers, squeezing him there. All of Telos’ blood surged south, leaving him dizzy.

“What do you have in mind?” Telos asked breathlessly.

Mav smiled. He wrapped his hand around Telos, stroking him from base to tip. It felt so sinful that Telos’ toes curled. “On your knees.”

He didn’t wait for Telos to comply; he grasped Telos’ shoulders and pushed, and Telos went straight down to the floor. And now there were only mere inches between Telos’ face and Mav’s cock, that musky length swelling thicker with each second that passed.

“Quiet,” Mav murmured. He brushed his fingers through Telos’ hair and pulled him close, grinding his semi-hard length against Telos’ lips.

This was one of Telos’ favorite fantasies. He nuzzled Mav’s velvety skin and opened his mouth, sucking lightly on the side of his length.

“Mmm. Yeah, that’s it. Suck my cock. I want you to know how it tastes. Want you to know what it feels like when I fuck your mouth open.” Mav was growing hard, fast. Telos panted, his own cock thickening to mirror Mav’s.

He brought his hands up to grasp Mav’s length, angling it sideways so he could press soft, sucking kisses to Mav’s base. Mav swore and bucked against him. It sent a jolt of pure want to Telos’ balls; he kissed all the way up to Mav’s tip, dragging the flat of his tongue over Mav’s head. Just in case this was the only chance he ever got, Telos dipped his tongue shallowly into Mav’s slit.

Mav cursed. Telos continued to taste him, until Mav pushed his thumb into Telos’ mouth and shoved down his lower jaw, stuffing his tip between Telos’ lips. “Suck.”

Telos shot precum everywhere. He wrapped his lips around Mav and sucked, groaning when Mav grew harder.

“Yeah. You’re doing good.” Mav brushed his fingers through Telos’ hair. Telos tugged lightly on his tip and hollowed his cheek; Mav turned rock-hard in his mouth. Fuck. Mav cursed, too. And his next thrust went so deep, he hit the back of Telos’ throat.

Telos groaned. It was something else, being stuffed full with cock. Mav’s cock. Mav ground himself back and forth on Telos’ tongue, spreading his taste through Telos’ mouth.

“You love my cock,” Mav whispered. He held Telos’ head in his hands and rolled his hips, starting a rhythm that was hot and illicit all at once.

Telos swallowed every drop of precum that landed on his tongue, his lungs filling with Mav’s scent.

There was something forbidden about being used like this, being completely at Mav’s mercy. It made Telos achingly hard, and Mav knew it. He could see it, the way Telos’ cock jutted straight up, flushed deep red with precum trickling down its sides.

Mav shifted. He shimmered gold around the edges, and for a few seconds, Telos wasn’t sure what Mav had changed about himself.

Then something touched his cock, something warm, smooth, and scaly that slid up and down his length.

It was Mav’s tail, Telos realized. It wrapped itself around his length, tugging lightly, touching him unabashedly like it had every right to be there.

Telos dripped all over it. He tried to thrust into its touch, but it only slid against him, its grip far too light. He pulled away from Mav’s cock. “I need more. Give me more.”

Mav ran his thumb over Telos’ wet bottom lip. “Patience, young—”

“Don’t you dare complete that sentence,” Telos hissed. “Or I’ll bite.”

Mav growled and fisted Telos’ hair, shoving himself roughly into Telos’ mouth. Then he began thrusting, hard, hungry strokes that made Telos’ balls squirm, made his ass ache with how much slick his body made.

Telos yanked Mav’s tail away from himself, gripping his cock in a desperate attempt not to come.

“Yeah? Like my tail?” Mav murmured. He slipped his tail under Telos’ balls, flicked it against Telos’ taint, and ground it hard against his hole.

Telos moaned, dripping onto him. He tried to get himself under control. Except the tip of Mav’s tail hooked against his entrance and slipped into his body, shoving a few inches inside.

Mav’s fucking tail was inside him.

“Fuck!” Telos snarled around Mav’s cock, coming helplessly all over the shower floor. He couldn’t stop the surge of pleasure, the way his cum kept jetting everywhere, his cock red and pulsing.

“That’s it,” Mav groaned, cupping Telos’ face with both his hands. And he stuffed his cock deep, until Telos choked on him and came harder, his eyes rolling back.

Mav pulled out slightly to let him breathe. Telos panted around his cock, watching blearily as Mav slipped out of his mouth. Instead of leaving, Mav rubbed his wet cock all over Telos’ face.

Telos flushed. He secretly loved it, and he wasn’t about to tell.

“You’ve made a mess all over the floor,” Mav growled, his tail swirling around inside Telos. He held Telos’ face captive and smeared his leaking precum all over Telos’ lips, marking him up with it.

Someone coughed outside the bathroom. Telos turned, only remembering then that their friends were just a couple of doors away. His face burned. Had they... heard all that? Again? They had, hadn’t they?”

“It’s not fair that they’ve already started Date Night,” Ace muttered.

“Shh,” Mav murmured. He pushed his tip back into Telos’ mouth, and slowly thrust in.

Telos growled, pulling back to snarl, “It’s not a date.”

“Hey.” Mav cradled his cheek, rubbing his wet tip all over Telos’ face. “Ignore them.”

“Yeah, like we can ignore the sounds you’re making,” Raptor snarked.

“I’d appreciate it if people shoved their commentary where the sun doesn’t shine,” Telos hissed.

“They might feel good if they do,” Mav said.

Someone snickered beyond the room’s walls.

“You can’t be serious.” Telos glared.

“I’m gonna bet that they’re doing something weird in there,” Crush said. “Telos gets creative.”

“Very creative,” Hilly-Billy agreed.

Telos blinked. Huh. He looked up at Mav... and was struck by an idea. “Hey.”

Mav raised his eyebrows. Telos decided that it would be easier just to demonstrate; he pushed his tongue out, lengthening and thickening it, turning its skin slippery-smooth.

And now he had a long pink tentacle for a tongue, with suckers all along the bottom of it.

Mav’s jaw dropped. Without waiting to hear his thoughts, Telos wrapped his tentacle-tongue around Mav’s cock, letting his suckers attach to Mav’s skin. Then he tugged, and Mav’s entire body jerked. Precum shot all over Telos’ face.

“Fuck!” Mav hissed. His fists tightened in Telos’ hair; his cock grew thicker.

“Looks like someone has a tentacle kink,” Telos purred.

Mav gritted his teeth, shoving his tail deeper into Telos’ hole. Telos choked on his moan. His cock was still hard somehow, starting to drip again.

“Yeah, you’re gonna get payback,” Mav rasped, thrusting hard into the tunnel of Telos’ tongue-tentacle. Then he jabbed his tail against Telos’ prostate, and pleasure burst through Telos’ body.

For a moment, Telos couldn’t even think. He needed something bigger inside him. Something like Mav’s cock plowing deep. He tightened his tongue-tentacle around Mav’s length, dragging his suckers down Mav’s skin. When Mav shuddered, Telos swirled their bumpy edges around Mav’s tip.

“What the hell?” Mav gasped. He dragged Telos forward and tried to grind against his face, except his length was still wrapped up in Telos’ tongue. Instead, he hauled Telos to his feet, forcing Telos to release his cock.

The next thing Telos knew, they were out of the bathroom, Mav picking him up and throwing him onto the closer bed.

Mav’s tail slipped out of him. Telos fought down his whimper, more so when Mav clambered on top of him, eyes blazing, cock thick and dripping.

Mav grasped Telos’ shoulders and pinned him with his weight. Then he slid his tail between Telos’ thighs, rubbing it against Telos’ balls and between his cheeks. It flicked against his stretched hole, then pushed in ruthlessly.

Telos’ spine arched. In this new position, Mav could use a lot more of his tail—and he did, shoving so much of it into Telos that Telos’ spine arched, his legs trembling with sheer pleasure.

“Take it,” Mav growled, inch after inch of his tail cramming into Telos’ body. It kept pushing in, pushing deeper. Telos thought he might burst from it. “You take me so well, it’s like you were made for me.”

He gave a hard thrust to prove his point. Then his tail undulated, probing and sliding, grinding against Telos’ prostate. Telos tried to breathe. He wanted an advantage over Mav, except he couldn’t think—

Tentacles. Mav liked tentacles.

In seconds, Telos had turned his arms and legs into thick purple tentacles, wrapping them around Mav’s torso. He plastered his suckers across Mav’s chest, over his nipples, tugging roughly so Mav hissed.

Telos wrapped his suckers around Mav’s thighs; he wrapped them around Mav’s cock and balls, too, squeezing and sucking on him. Mav snarled and surged against him, precum shooting all over Telos’ chest.

“Trying to make me come?” Mav growled.

“So what if I am?” Telos panted.

Mav pinned Telos under him, stuffing more of his tail into Telos’ hole.

Telos tried to breathe. Except Mav reached down and shoved his fingers in alongside his tail, forcing Telos to stretch further.

Sounds fell out of Telos’ mouth. When he released the tentacle around Mav’s cock, he found small round marks all over Mav’s length, each a darker red than his cock already was.

It felt like a claim. So Telos grabbed Mav’s cock with his tentacles and squeezed, yanking hard on him.

Mav came with a roar, his teeth bared, neck tendons straining, his cock jetting hot pulses of cum all over Telos’ chest.

“Release me,” Mav demanded.

He forced Telos’ hand by shifting completely.

One moment, there was a man on top of Telos. The next moment, he was a huge dragon with golden scales and flashing red eyes, his pink dragon cock covered with prominent bumps on the top side, and a wicked swell on the bottom side. It was still shooting cum, a lot more of it now that he was a dragon.

Telos only realized then that Mav had pulled his tail out before he’d shifted. Before he could whimper about the emptiness inside him, Mav grasped Telos and flipped him over, hiking his hips up into the air.

“Get your ass ready,” Mav growled, his voice lower now, vibrating through Telos’ bones. “I want you wet inside, loose enough to fit me.”

Telos barely had time to alter his insides. Mav grasped his cheeks and spread them wide open with his scaly paws. Then a hot, pointed tip pushed against his hole, slipping in easily. Cum shot deep into Telos’ body. And Mav pulled Telos onto his cock, forcing him to stretch, the bumps on his cock catching against his rim one at a time, until they were all inside.

Telos’ eyes rolled back. Mav was huge. Mav’s bumps pushed against every single sensitive spot in his ass, and it took only three thrusts before he was coming helplessly, shouting against the sheets as Mav buried his entire length inside. “F-fuck! Fucking hell, Mav! Fuck!”

There was a fucking dragon inside him, filling him up with cum, and it was the best thing ever.

“You can’t take my knot now,” Mav growled, pushing in until a thick roundness bumped against Telos’ rim. “But you can take every last drop of my cum, until it knocks you up again.” He began hammering Telos into the bed, pinning him down and making him take every inch.

Telos clutched at the sheets and wheezed. He came a third time, then a fourth, shouting until his voice turned ragged.

“Yeah? You love my dragon cock,” Mav growled in his ear, slamming into him with long, relentless strokes. “You love it when it opens you up, stretching you and painting your insides until all you know is me. You’re all mine.”

“Fuck!” Telos came so hard that he blacked out. He woke up to Mav still inside him; Mav rode him harder. He came again, knowing only breathless pleasure as Mav held him down and filled him full.

A spark of an idea lit up his mind. Telos wrapped his tentacle limbs around Mav’s knot, squeezing and tugging on it. Mav roared. Then he stopped thrusting, burying his cock deep. All Telos felt was the heavy pulse of Mav’s cock, his abdomen stretching with the sheer volume of Mav’s cum.

At some point, Mav eased up on him, rolling them onto their sides. Mav shifted back into his human shape and slipped out of Telos.

“What the hell was that?” Telos panted.

Mav raised an eyebrow, giving Telos’ limp tentacles a pointed look. “You tell me.”

Telos changed them back into his arms and legs. “I meant the tentacles as a joke.”

“A joke? ”

“Thought I’d do something different.” Telos shrugged. But he noticed the red marks all over Mav’s chest and thighs, the same marks on Mav’s cock. From Telos’ tentacles.

It felt really good.

“I didn’t think they’d send you all the way to the edge,” Telos added.

Mav turned away and tried to look nonchalant. “Well, they sucked.”

Telos snorted. “Making jokes now?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

“You’re one to talk,” Mav said dryly. He stretched after a while, all rippling muscles, and swung his legs off the bed. “Time to clean up.”

Telos ogled Mav shamelessly as he headed to the shower. Then he got up and followed Mav, but not before changing his hole to seal it up completely.

Mav raised an eyebrow when Telos joined him under the shower spray. He didn’t say a word, though.

After a while, Mav glanced at Telos’ feet. “Nothing’s coming out of you.”

Telos tried not to blush. “Yeah, well.”

“Did you bring a plug along?”

“None of your business.”

Except Mav was grabbing Telos’ arm, stepping so close that their chests bumped. Then he reached around, pushing his fingers between Telos’ cheeks before Telos could revert his body back to its original form.

Mav’s breath punched out on an exhale. He looked confused. “Where’s your hole?”

“Threw it away.”

“Don’t joke about this.”

Telos rolled his eyes to hide his embarrassment. “I’ll bring it back, Your Majesty.”

He released the change so his entrance reformed, all loose muscle with a deluge of cum pouring out.

Mav’s gaze sharpened. He swirled his fingers around Telos’ hole and pushed them in, feeling him up inside. “You wanted to keep my cum inside you.”

Telos’ face burned. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

Instead of any recriminating words, Mav rumbled, pulling out his fingers so he could cover Telos’ hole with them. “I like that. Keep it inside.”

Then he ducked his head and pressed his nose under Telos’ ear, breathing him in.

Telos’ blush deepened. He sealed his entrance to save the remaining cum, and hoped Mav didn’t notice how his heart had been pounding ever since he’d stepped closer.

Mav looked thoughtful when he pulled away. “Is this your original appearance, or do you wear your favorite shape?”

Telos blinked. No one had asked him that before. “This is what I actually look like.”

Mav smiled a little. “Good.”

“Good?”

“I prefer it when you don’t hide from me,” Mav said earnestly. Telos’ heart skipped a beat.

Mav’s smile grew. As though he was fond of Telos.

It was a little too much for Telos to handle. He stepped back and hurried to dry off, terribly aware of Mav’s gaze following him the entire time.