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“Tell me, young master, have you been naughty or nice?”
“nnn...Kuya…” Eiden shifted slightly on Kuya’s lap; to the untrained eye, it would just be shifting to a more comfortable position straddling Kuya’s legs, but it brought both of their crotches into close proximity, almost close enough to grind together properly.
“That’s not an answer, young master. I know what my response would be, but I need to hear it from your mouth.” Kuya, for his part, was resting his arms across Eiden’s waist, loosely draped against the bare skin under Eiden’s coat. If his intent was to distract Eiden, it was working.
“And…” Eiden bit his lip, trying not to shift any further and give his game away. “And if I say naughty?”
“Then I’ll have to ask you to remove yourself from my lap, won’t I? Your world is certainly unique, coming up with a holiday that encourages one to lie.”
“Wouldn’t lying just…make me naughtier?” Eiden gasped as Kuya’s fingers began sliding under the string peeking above the waistband of his shorts. In hindsight, telling Aster about a holiday that was criticized for becoming commercialized was always going to end with him dressed as an elf. Even if it was the type of elf more suited to an AV than any marketing campaign or children’s toy. “Or are you saying I’ve been nice this year?” He tried to smile deviously, but it was startlingly difficult with Kuya’s nails starting to sharpen into claws and pressing indents into the soft skin of his hips. Red wasn’t necessarily Kuya’s color, but the clothes Aster had found who knows where were a red so dark as to be burgundy, which suited Kuya’s coloring to an almost unfair degree. Even more luxuriant was the fur the robes were trimmed with, plush and soft in a way that made Eiden’s fingers itch to dig in and pull on as he rode Kuya’s cock. For now, though, he had to convince Kuya to let him.
“I do get the final say, don’t I? Though the way I see it, young master is likely to enjoy himself in either case. If you’ve been nice, then you receive a gift of your choosing. If you haven’t, a punishment of mine.” The sound of a string slapping against skin seemed to echo as Kuya snapped the elastic he’d pulled taut. “And I believe we both know how much you’ve certainly…enjoyed…my punishments in the past.” Eiden shuddered as one of Kuya’s hands roamed down to cup and squeeze his leather-shorts-clad ass. His touch was fleeting though, letting go of Eiden’s ass almost as quickly as he’d squeezed it, a note of rebuke in his voice. “It doesn’t feel very true to the holiday to reward you if you’ve been naughty.”
“But if I’ve been nice?” It took all of Eiden’s control not to squeeze his legs to keep from rocking down against Kuya; though Kuya had let him go, his fingers hadn’t gone far, toying with the fur-trimmed edge of Eiden’s shorts. Eiden groaned as those long fingers traced higher, almost dipping under the hem. “I did regulate all those altars this year. That seems pretty nice to me.” Even with all of his blood rushing south, he could feel the cold, judging look Kuya gave him, and Eiden did his best to shrug as innocently as he could with his own hands settled against Kuya’s waist. “Kids in my world always get the chance to explain what they did that made them not naughty that year, and who am I to break tradition?”
“Didn’t young master say that those traditions were in another part of your world? Is that fair? Would you think to hold me to some Light Territory tradition?” Kuya smiled, all teeth and threats and promises, as he spread his legs and resettled Eiden on his lap. Eiden found himself braced wide across Kuya’s legs, so wide that Eiden’s toes didn’t touch the ground anymore. It was unfair; Eiden had felt Kuya getting hard before he’d been so rudely stopped from rubbing himself against Kuya’s cock and now he was splayed wide. He could only submit to Kuya’s hands as they spread Eiden’s ass cheeks as far as they would go in the tight shorts. Eiden bit his lip as Kuya chuckled, his hands finally delving under the hem to press against Eiden’s asshole. “You’re seeming naughtier by the second, young master.”
With the way Kuya’s hands were holding his ass and hips, Eiden couldn’t get the leverage to move in any more substantial way than writhing in Kuya’s grasp. The soft pads of Kuya’s fingers circled Eiden’s anus, the slight claw at the end pressing in teasingly. “At least if lies spill from your lips, this mouth down here is honest.”
“Ah…let me…at least…put it in…” Eiden jerked his hips backward, trying to chase the fleeting sensation of Kuya’s fingers, trying to suck them in to satisfy himself.
“Do you think that will please me? Or prove your niceness? Isn’t there something else you should be begging for instead?” Kuya had tilted his head to watch Eiden. Through his increasingly hazy thoughts, Eiden could see Kuya’s fangs elongate, which only turned him on even further. The fox yokai’s control was starting to slip — Eiden doubled down.
“Oh, Master Kuya, won’t you…ah!...let this good boy take your whole hard cock and prove how nice he is?” Finished with teasing, Kuya had shoved two fingers deep into Eiden’s ass with a grin. His fingers, long and dextrous, stirred up Eiden’s insides, making Eiden’s mouth fall open as he panted for breath.
“That expression is more like it, young master. Perhaps you deserve a chance to show me that you’re worthy of a gift this year.” With barely more than a breath, Kuya removed his fingers only to snap them, a spell removing the shorts and leaving only the string thong Eiden had been wearing underneath. No barrier at all, Kuya made quick work of pulling it aside and lifting Eiden so that his hole was positioned right above the tip of his cock. Eiden supposed Kuya had removed his own pants with the spell as well, but with Kuya’s cock pulsing at his entrance and prepared to stuff him full, Eiden didn’t have much more space for thoughts. “Young master is always so greedy, I wonder if one gift will be enough to satisfy him.”
Eiden moaned as he sunk onto Kuya’s cock, the hot hard length of it burying itself in his ass. Kuya’s cock had a curve to it not dissimilar to his tail; inside Eiden, it drove him wild with the way it put pressure in all the right spots whenever he or Kuya so much as shifted. “Ungh…so deep…there!” Eiden did his best to try and grip tight to Kuya’s cock, playing out his part as the good boy, though it would be a lie to say he wasn’t also loving this, getting split wide by Kuya’s cock and claws.
“Prove yourself, young master. Come on just my cock, show me how much you want this.” Kuya’s hands were wrapped around Eiden’s thighs, but he leaned back in the chair, smirking as he licked his lips and stared at Eiden’s rock-hard cock. “You’ve done it before, so this should be quite simple for you if you really have been good.”
“You…,” Eiden ground out, the sound breaking into a whine as his thighs clenched and his ass squeezed around Kuya’s cock. Kuya wasn’t wrong; his cock was hard and shaking, droplets of precum falling each time he rocked down onto Kuya. He tried to twist his hips to drive himself down at just the right angle each time, but his thighs shook weakly. If only Kuya would be greedy himself and pick Eiden up only to drop him roughly back down to be impaled by his cock. Braced against Kuya, Eiden gave himself over to that image, doing his best to replicate it with what leverage he could get. He could feel Kuya impossibly hard inside of him, leaking precum and essence so profusely it squelched each time Eiden struggled to raise and drop himself.
“Ohhhh, I’m gonna…” Eiden ducked his head as he focused, unsure if Kuya wanted him to come first or if he should try to stave it off until Kuya had blown his load in him. His turmoil was cut short when Kuya wrapped his hand around Eiden’s length; in two short jerks, Eiden was coming, spilling essence all over Kuya’s hand and his own stomach.
“Don’t stop now, young master; good boys don’t leave jobs unfinished.” Kuya’s hand was still lazily stroking up and down along Eiden’s cock, distracting and just this side of too much sensation. Eiden focused on the sharp edge of it to give himself the strength of clench against the hot hardness of Kuya still inside him. He was too boneless to raise himself up anymore, so he simply rocked his hips back and forth, doing his best to twist his hips in some sort of rhythm matching Kuya’s strokes.
“I suppose such hard work should be rewarded.” It was all the warning Eiden got before Kuya’s hand released him, only to grip his hips to pull him sharply down against Kuya’s groin. It was all Eiden could do to groan, his own hands flying up to brace on Kuya’s shoulder as he was used, picked up and dropped as he’d imagined earlier, Kuya’s essence frothing around the rim of his hole as it leaked out of Eiden. Kuya must have been closer than he’d give the impression of, as it wasn’t more than a short moment of driving up into Eiden’s ass before he was coming as well, large, hot spurts of cum hitting Eiden’s insides, the essence within it warming him and making his head spin. Eiden took the opportunity to collapse against Kuya’s chest and grin lazily up at him, sated and full.
“So I guess I was on the nice list this year after all?”