Seagull and Crow Do It For The First Time

He stopped entirely from keeping his moans in, he couldn't bare it anymore. It was impossible for him to stay quiet, it was killing him.

He stopped suddenly, unwilling to continue--Crow seemed to be enjoying it far too much.

"Where's the lotin you used?" he asked, sitting up.

He motioned vaguely, barely able to keep his breathing even. Crow didn't want to admit that he was a little bit glad for the short reprieve.

Seagull poured lubricant into his hands, then wiped some off. He wasn't going to be that generous.

Pushing Crow down with his weight, he grabbed his jaw.

"I'm not fucking hard for you at all, so you're gonna fix that," he said, forcing his mouth open. "I'm sure you've done this loads of fucking times, right, slut?"

Crow grinned suddenly. This wasn't his favorite thing in the world, but how could he not enjoy it when Seagull forced him into it like this? He hadn't thought Seagull could be this cruel and unforgiving, but it made him shudder nonetheless. This was exactly what he had been hoping for. For ages he had been lusting after a partner like this. It was all too perfect.

He very awkwardly shoved his dick into Crow's mouth, grabbing him by the hair.

"Suck it," he said, masking the nervousness in his voice with spite.

Crow did as he was told, licking him and obediently sucking on him. He hated to admit he was enjoying himself, but it was rather obvious that he was and there wasn't much he could do about it.

Seagull moaned, surprised by how good Crow's mouth felt. He forced himself deeper into Crow's mouth, thrusting his hips slightly.

"Faster, and less fucking teeth," he demanded.

He bit down ever so slightly on purpose, before he opened his mouth wider, so that he wouldn't drag his teeth so much. He sucked harder, unfazed by Seagull's demands.

Though he could've happily continuedlike that, he wasn't done punishing Crow. He pulled out of his mouth and stuck a finger into Crow's anus, trying to ignore the resulting squelch. He moved his finger around roughly, then inserted another one.

"P-please," he spoke for the first time since the incident had started, and it sounded so much more pitiful and begging than he had expected. "Please don't stop..."

He swallowed roughly, biting his lip as he enjoyed the pain.

He inserted another finger, irritated by Crow's enjoyment.

"Haven't even gotten to the good part," he said, chuckling. He was still very unsure of everything he was doing, but sowing it would ruin the effect.

He took a deep breath, grinning widely. He squirmed slightly, but his enjoyment was obvious to both of them.

He stopped and pulled out his fingers, glaring at Crow.

"You really are a bitch," he snarled, spreading Crow's legs apart. He stared at him for a moment, almost afraid to continue.

"It's going to fucking hurt," he said, still not moving. "You better hope your ass is ready, bitch."

He grinned wider.

"I am," he replied insistently.

Looking away from Crow's eager face, he awkwardly entered him. He gasped as he did so; it was tighter than he had been expecting.

He dug his fingers into Crow's shoulders, panting softly as he thrusted.

Crow inhaled sharply, that stupid grin ever present on his face. This was the most he had enjoyed himself in ages. He was beginning to think that he was truly in love with the boy.

He panted loudly, moaning without any reservations. He didn't care anymore; he knew Seagull wouldn't quit now.

"Shut the fuck up, you fucking slut," he growled, though he didn't stop. Being on top was admittedly kind of pleasant; it hurt far less.

He pulled Crow's hair out of its stupid ponytail and tangle his fingers in it, tugging less than gently.

He gasped again, but it only made his moans louder. He couldn't stop himself, nor did he want to. In fact, it was almost better when Seagull punished him for it.

Though he could normally last for far longer, he found himself nearing orgasm far earlier than usual.

Seagull finished first, but was quickly pulled back to Earth by the sensation of something wet splattering onto his stomach. Giving Crow a look that was meant to be disgusted, he flopped onto his back next to him.

"...See? You're just a bitch," he panted.

Crow let out a pleased sigh, stretching out slightly. His body was sore now, but he enjoyed every second of it. Though, now he really needed a shower.

He kissed Seagull on the mouth, before he stood up.

"I'm going to go shower."

Seagull got up after him, though he really just wanted to fall asleep.

"No, me first, dumbass--I wanna sleep, I'm not waiting for you. You'll take fucking forever."