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Laios’s eyes snap open as a groan rumbles along the walls of their makeshift bedroom. Instantly his stomach drops, he recognizes that voice–
Sitting up on his mat, Laios rubs the sleep from his eyes and turns to examine the room. “Chilchuck,” he whispers but is met with no response.
His eyes adjust to the dark as he frantically glances around the room, finding not only Chilchuck’s spot empty, but Senshi’s as well. Craning his neck, he looks over his shoulder and sees Marcille still peacefully asleep, dark circles rimming the edges of her eyes. Her mana had been severely drained over the last few days, leaving her an exhausted mess. His chest fills fondly at the sight of the sleeping elf. She needs to rest. He will take care of this, she takes care of them enough as it is.
Grabbing his sword, Laios jumps out of his bedroll and makes his way out of the room. Tiptoeing down the hall, he is spurred on by a choked out groan from Senshi. His feet carry him faster towards his friends, anxiety licking the base of his spine. Chilchuck isn’t a fighter so Senshi must have gone to save him but hearing him groan in pain sets Laios on edge. Senshi is more adept in the kitchen but he can absolutely hold his own in a fight. It worries him to hear the dwarf sound like that.
“Oh gods!”
Laios snaps his head in the direction of Chilchuck’s voice, they were in the room just down the hall from their bedroom. His mind is cycling through all the possible monsters on this level, preparing himself for what he might find. Quickly approaching the door, he sees it is slightly ajar. He peers inside the crack to scope out the monster before barging in. His sword almost falters from his grasp at what he does find.
On a mat in the middle of the room, Chilchuck lays sprawled out. His pants haphazardly tossed to the side and his shirt rucked up onto his chest. His cheeks rival the bright color of his hair, now stuck to his forehead with sweat. His nimble fingers pathetically grabbing the stone flooring in an attempt to ground himself. Between his legs sits Senshi, his skirt also gone leaving only his panties that leave very little to the imagination. His long thick hair flows down his back, no longer impeded by his helmet. Senshi’s large hand grabs Chilchuck’s thigh, his thick fingers nearly covering half of it. Laios audibly gulps as he follows Senshi’s other arm down between Chilchuck’s cheeks.
Senshi’s broad fingers stretch and press him open. Laios can see the greedy way Chilchuck’s hole pulls them back in with every thrust. His cock immediately begins to fill at the sight. He wonder’s how Chilchuck would feel around his fingers, or his tongue. Biting back a groan, Laios rubs his hand over the top of his growing bulge.
There is a brief stretch of time where Laios contemplates the situation at hand. These are his friends, this is a private moment and he should not be watching. He definitely should not be getting a boner from this, but here he is, hard and watching like a predator in the shadows. He can’t help the way his cock throbs at the sight of the two men, sweating and panting into the chilly dungeon air.
It’s been so long and really who is to know? He could be quiet.
Having made up his mind to stay, Laios goes to set his sword down. He holds his breath as he crouches down ever so slowly, cautious to not alert his friends of their unwelcome spectator. With the gentleness of a feather, Laios lays Kensuke on the dungeon floor without making too much noise. Releasing a sigh of relief, he steps back in line with the crack of the door.
Senshi has been pulled down over the top of Chilchuck into a passionate kiss, the redhead moaning loudly into the dwarf’s mouth. His fingers tangle into the expanse of coarse hair covering most of Senshi’s broad frame.
Laios feels a pang in his gut, not jealousy, but longing. He wants that too. He wants to know the feel of Senshi’s beard around his fingers. How would it feel against his face, against his lips? His desires swirl into a mixture of curiosity and lust. Did Laios want to know for the sake of knowledge, or did passion and longing fuel his questions? He isn’t sure, all he knows is the throbbing in his cock has yet to cease.
Sliding his pants down to his thighs, Laios spares one last glance in both directions down the hall before fully succumbing to his needs. He pulls out his cock and begins to slowly stroke himself. A shiver runs down his spine as his hand makes contact with the bare skin. He pulls his foreskin back and swipes his thumb over the head, precome already budding at the tip. It really has been so long since he touched himself.
His thoughts are interrupted by a high pitched moan from Chilchuck. Pulling himself away from Senshi’s lips, he whines “ More , I can take another finger. Please, Senshi.”
The dwarf sits back up on his haunches and pulls both fingers out of Chilchuck’s hole, eliciting a weak sob from him. Laios can see his hole clamp down on nothing and it sparks a fire in his loins. Grabbing the base of his shaft, he gives himself a tight squeeze. It was way too early in the game for him to come. Taking deep breaths to steady him, Laios watches as Senshi produces a small vial of oil, spilling some onto his fingers. Laios had seen Senshi’s hands before, they had made countless meals together at this point. Until now though, he had never really looked at them. What he wouldn’t give to study his hands up close right now. To feel the calluses on his hands, to trace around his girthy fingers, to feel the warmth and security that came with a touch from Senshi. Laios barely stifles his own moan at the thought, biting down on his lip.
Senshi’s fingers smear more oil around Chilchuck’s glistening hole while the smaller man groans beneath him. “Senshi, don’t tease!”
“You might not care about yer safety, but I do. Lemme take care of ya,” Senshi’s voice is like a balm on fresh wounds. Laios feels himself relax at the dwarf’s words.
He slips two meaty fingers inside with relative ease, pumping once, twice, before pulling out to the fingertips. Senshi squeezes a third finger alongside the first two and slowly breeches Chilchuck’s fluttering hole. “Ahhhhh, hah- fuck!”
Chilchuck pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and screws his eyes shut. Senshi questions him with a grunt, his fingers stalling. “Don’t you-hah, don’t you dare stop old man!”
His command earns him a deep chuckle from Senshi as he continues. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pulls his fingers back and then pushes in a bit further. Laios watches as Chilchuck’s thighs begin to quiver, his breath coming in pants. The sight has him slowly pumping his own cock again. Using his precome as lube, Laios eases the friction in his palm, just a little though. For reasons he cannot explain, he wants it to feel a little rough. A little less like his hand and a little more like the strong, callused hands he is watching take apart his friend’s hole.
Senshi diligently works open the redhead’s hole, the ring of muscle slowly loosening around his thick digits. Chilchuck is a whining mess, his eyes glazing over as his body relaxes into Senshi’s touch. His hips move in tandem with the thrusts, his body seemingly moving of its own accord to suck Senshi’s fingers in deeper. “Doing so good for me. Good lad, nice little body.”
Laios can see Senshi change the angle of his hand, pulling a wail from Chilchuck. “Guahhhh- fuck FUCK! R-right there!”
Bracing himself on the doorframe, Laios begins to pump his length faster. He alternates quick thrusts and slow languid pulls, attempting to mimic the pace Senshi’s hand sets. Chilchuck wails gorgeously, something that Laios has now permanently filed away in the ‘hauntingly beautiful sounds’ category of his mind. He feels lured, enticed, brought in for the slaughter- he’s ready to kneel and bleed if only to keep hearing more of this melody.
The sounds swirl in his head, making him more delirious with every stroke of his cock. Heart thumping in his chest suddenly seizes when Senshi groans wildly, a rumbling feeling that shakes Laios’s bones.
“Mghhh-huhh, do you-” Senshi grunts like a beast and Laios wants to be the one at his mercy. “D’ya think ya can take me?”
His breath catches in his throat, eyes fluttering shut. Laios immediately releases his dick for fear of cumming on the spot. He waits with bated breath for Chilchuck’s response, unable to turn away, unable to do anything other than this. His heart pounds loudly in his ears while he watches the scene unfolding before him.
“Yeah, yeah-ah,” Chilchuck furiously nods his head. “I can, I can, justhurryupalready-”
Pulling his fingers out with a wet plop, Senshi stands up to hastily slip his panties off. Laios can see the wet patch along the front, highlighting the way his cock strains against the off white fabric. As he slips the garment off, a thin string of precome connecting his dick to them snaps. Laios feels his mouth water at the sight. What does that taste like? Do Senshi’s underwear carry the same musk as the rest of him, or is it different?
Senshi drops his panties and turns back to the expectant half foot. The spattering of coarse hair along Senshi’s ass cheeks fires a whole new line of questioning in Laios’s mind. Is it soft or would it feel scratchy? How would it feel against Laios’s cheek? His brain supplies an image of Senshi perched atop his face, his tongue lapping at his hairy hole while his senses are clouded by the dwarf’s earthy musk.
Shaking the thought from his mind, Laios feels a flush bloom across his cheeks. He has never felt so flustered before. These are his friends but right now all he wants to do is study every part of them and log all his findings. Every texture, every flavor, each noise, hair and mole- he wants them committed to memory. Monsters are easy, he has a guide for all that. This is new, uncharted. This is the start of a curiosity that can never be undone.
Senshi drops back down to his knees and begins to oil up his cock. Laios should have guessed it would be thick, just like the rest of him. Taking himself in hand, Senshi rubs his fat cockhead along Chilchuck’s hole. It catches along the rim, the muscle loose from his diligent prepping. Even after all that though, it still doesn’t look like it would fit inside him. Bringing a hand up to his mouth, Chilchuck bites his knuckles to stifle his groans.
Senshi does not seem to appreciate that. He lets go of his dick to lean forward and pull the hand from Chilchuck’s mouth. “Ah ah ah, you wanted this, remember?”
Wanted what, Laios thinks? To be heard? Certainly not.
“No shyin’ away now.”
Chilchuck shuts his eyes with a pathetic whimper, as Senshi pats his thigh encouragingly. “Atta boy.”
“I am a MAN! A man who is not so patiently waiting to be dicked down, so if you could please get on with it!”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Senshi rubs his cock around Chilchuck’s entrance before lining himself up. As the dark tip pushes through the ring of muscle, Chilchuck all but wails at the pressure, his rim spasming around Senshi’s member. Laios’s eyes widen. Chilchuck seems like he is trying to pull away from Senshi, but his hole is slowly pulling the cock in further. It’s a maddening sight that has Laios gripping his dick tighter.
As he did with his fingers, Senshi takes his time entering Chilchuck. Shallow thrusts forward, bit by bit carving his way into the tight heat encasing his cock. Chilchuck’s breathy moans mix with Senshi’s rumbling grunts, creating a symphony of desire in Laios’s ears. He feels their sounds dancing across his skin, setting his nerve ends on fire. Sweat trickles down the back of his neck as his hand speeds up. Laios wanted to hold off, to see the whole endeavor through, but the sensations are all too much. He feels like he might explode if he doesn’t touch his dick, insurmountable pressure boiling and bubbling in his groin.
His eyes take in every detail before him. He catalogs each rib jutting out of Chilchuck’s chest, every hair scattered across Senshi’s arms. He savors the way the two move in tandem, like they know exactly what the other needs. He relishes in the way the two bodies compliment each other, how they fit like a glove in one another. It’s sensual but it’s beautiful. Laios appreciates the beauty in nature and his friends are no exception. Where Chilchuck is concave, Senshi is curved. Where Senshi is stout, Chilchuck is lithe. Deep rumble meets birdsong, earth meets fire, fields of hair kiss shores of freckles. It is yin and yang, hard and soft, Senshi and Chilchuck; it is beautiful and it is perfect.
With wonder in his eyes, Laios watches as Senshi finally, finally, buries himself to the hilt inside Chilchuck. The redhead howls in pain, perhaps pleasure? Laios can’t be sure. All he knows is that he can see Senshi’s dick through Chilchuck’s abdomen. He can see how big he is inside him. It is the hottest thing he has ever seen. His mind melts, pouring out of his ears, his vision goes white as his orgasm crashes into him like a tsunami. Laios does not know where he is, he barely remembers who he is. He groans deep and wild, feeling sticky, warm bliss slide down the base of his spine, down his fingers, dripping onto the-
“Laios?”
All of the air is ripped from his lungs as his eyes spring open. Laios is met with two questioning stares, piercing his skull. Panic surges within him, “I- I can expla-”
“Why don’t you come inside and shut the door?”
Chilchuck’s voice holds none of the airy bliss it held moments ago. His words now exude a condescending authority. Laios shuffles in, his head hanging in shame like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs. He has not even tucked his flagging erection away, pants still bunched around his thighs. Still he follows Chilchuck’s command like a siren song, unable to do anything other than what he asks.
“Kneel,” the half foot instructs.
Laios finds himself on his knees, pants down, cock out, shame dripping from every pore in his body. He sees small feet pad over in front of him, before his head is tilted up. Laios is near eye level with Chilchuck’s erection. The skinny cock once previously hidden from his vantage point, was now staring him in the face, red and leaking. Laios can’t help the way his limp dick kicks at the sight. It does not go unnoticed by Chilchuck either. “My eyes are up here,” he snarls.
Laios flushes with embarrassment as he shifts his gaze upward, “Sorry Chil-”
His apology is cut short by Chilchuck grabbing his chin and leaning in. “Listen here big guy,” Laios gulps as his cock twitches at the nickname. “Since you’re so interested in watching us, you’re gonna sit here while we finish. Hands at your sides. Drink your fill if you wish, but perverts only get to watch. They don't get to touch themselves,” his tone makes Laios feel the urge to bow and obey.
It takes a moment for the words to sink in. He’s not in trouble? He’s allowed to keep watching them? Laios doesn’t need any further information. Violently nodding his head, he stammers out “Yes, please! I’ll be good, so good! Just watch, I got it!”
“Good boy,” Chilchuck coos and he ruffles the tallman’s hair.
Laios feels his stomach flip at the praise. He likes that feeling, the feeling of being good. He would prove to them how good he could be. Sitting up straight, fists resting on his thighs, Laios watches with rapt attention as Senshi and Chilchuck settle into place before him.
Senshi kneels facing Laios with a mischievous glint in his eyes that makes him swallow the lump in his throat. The two simply stare at each other, unspoken tension rippling between them. Laios takes this opportunity to actually look at Senshi’s hands, his fingers still slick with oil and Chilchuck’s juices. What he wouldn’t give for a lick, just a sample for his studies.
Staring hard, his mouth goes dry when he sees just how thick his digits are. One of Senshi’s fingers is close to two of his own. There is no way Chilchuck took three of them.
“What are you staring at, big guy?”
Laios flushes at Chilchuck’s question, tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth. “S-senshi’s fingers,” he admits with trepidation, turning his head in embarrassment.
“Mhmm, that's what I thought. I bet you want his fingers inside you, too.”
His eyes widen, head snapping up to look at Chilchuck’s smug grin. He thought he only wanted to examine Senshi’s hand, but Chilchuck’s words stroke the flames in his gut. Perhaps the knowledge he seeks is more carnal than he thought. A warm chuckle pierces his thoughts, “Maybe next time.”
Next time? There is going to be a next time? Laios feels positively giddy, hardly containing the way his body wiggles in delight. His face breaks out into a wobbly smile, rose staining his cheeks.
Laios misses the way Chiclchuck’s face softens at his reaction. The half foot turns around too quickly for him to see. Senshi looks up at Chilchuck with a knowing smirk. Of course there would be a next time, Chilchuck has been dreaming of this scenario for weeks.
Squashing down his feelings, Chilchuck gets out of his head and back into Senshi’s space. Kneeling down in front of the dwarf, he grabs him by the beard and pulls him in for a searing kiss. The two kiss like Laios isn’t even there, which shouldn’t be as hot as it is. The half foot takes the lead, straddling Senshi’s massive thigh. His fingers tangle in dark locks, pulling Senshi impossibly closer. Large fingers grip Chilchuck’s ass, steadying himself as the redhead takes what he wants from him.
Laios feels his dick plump up at the scene before him. Chilchuck grinds down on Senshi’s hairy leg, their moans muffled through spit slick lips. Laios eyes the sweat beading down Chilchuck’s back, sliding from freckle to freckle.
Laios wants.
He wants to touch, to taste. His tongue aches to lap at the half foot's clammy skin. His fingers twitch with the need to rake down Senshi’s back. His dick quivers with the longing of sheathing itself inside Chilchuck’s fluttering hole. He craves and aches but can only sit and watch. Only allowed to stare at what is so close but just out of reach. Biting down hard on his lip, Laios pathetically attempts to stifle his own whines.
Senshi pulls away from Chilchuck’s mouth, his lips ghosting the shell of his ear. “Listen how he’s whining for ya.”
Chilchuck holds his breath, leaning back a bit to get closer to Laios. He can hear the tallman’s whimpers and panting breath, the sound of his heart hammering heavy in his beefy chest- all this just from watching them . He can’t help the moan that tumbles out of his mouth, latching on tighter to Senshi. Laios noises go straight to Chilchuck’s head and groin. This is better than he could have imagined.
Senshi hums in amusement. He knows Chilchuck gets off on power dynamics and truthfully, he doesn’t mind being bossed around either. Following the half foot’s orders comes surprisingly easy to him. The laidback dwarf is more than happy to let himself be used, his own pleasure primarily stemming from other’s, which is why he thought this setup was a good idea. He’d be a downright liar if he said Laios’s hungry gaze and pitiful noises didn’t stoke the fire in his loins.
Licking into Senshi’s mouth, the redhead uses the firm body beneath him to chase his own pleasure. Senshi’s cock lays heavy on Chilchuck’s thigh, leaking onto the freckles along his milky skin. Chilchuck’s aching cock rubs up and down Senshi’s burly abdomen, smearing precome along his body hair. The friction is divine but it’s not enough, he needs to be filled.
A thin trail of spit connects their lips as Chilchuck pulls away from their tango of tongues and teeth. “Senshi, I need you to fuck me,” his voice was deeper than normal, primal hunger coursing through his words.
Without a moment's notice, Chilchuck removes himself from Senshi’s leg and walks over to where the small vile of oil sits. Plucking it from the ground, he makes quick work of coming back and kneeling beside Senshi. Uncorking the bottle, he gingerly tips it above Senshi’s thick member, the cold oil causing a shiver to run down his spine. His hand wraps round the length, fingers barely able to fully encircle it.
“Laios, have you ever seen a cock so fat?”
Risking a glance at the blonde, Chilchuck is rewarded with an erotic vision. Laios sits on his knees, raw from digging into the stone, his fingernails bite into his palms hard enough to break skin. Golden eyes watering, reflecting the warm candle glow in them, streaks of rouge painting his sweaty cheeks and neck. His eyes travel down the man’s hulking frame, cataloging the way his chest rapidly rises and falls.
“Look at you, all worked up and we aren’t even fucking yet.”
Laios’s eyes screw shut, head tipping back with a nasally whine. Chilchuck can feel Senshi’s cock pulse in his palm. Flicking his eyes left, the half foot looks up at the dwarf. Senshi’s usually stoic face betrays him. His pupils are blown wide, tips of his ears a burning crimson. Chilchuck grips his cock tighter, encouraging him, “Yeah, you like that too?”
His question is met with groans on either side of him. Chilchuck turns his head back to Laios and watches as the blonde’s cock stands at full mast. Purple tip peeking out from under his foreskin, dribbling down onto the dungeon floor. It takes all his willpower not to abandon his mission and sink down onto the tallman’s neglected cock. This is going to be over quicker than he’d like.
Releasing his grip, Chilchuck crawls in front of the dwarf, facing Laios. Without breaking eye contact, he reaches behind him and grabs Senshi’s member, lining it up with his hole. He wastes no time before pushing back, his hole greedily swallowing the tip. His eyes roll back with a drawn out sigh, the stretch creating a pleasant burn.
Sitting himself up, Chilchuck works Senshi’s length back into him. All the while, he fights to keep his eyes open. He wants to see Laios watching him fall apart.
The halfling slowly eases himself further and further down, his hole stretching impossibly around the girthy cock. Even with the obscene amount of oil he used, it still burns. Senshi is like a branding knife inside him, white hot and carving a spot for himself inside.
Leaning back onto Senshi, he grabs a fistful of his hair to ground himself. A few more agonizingly shallow thrusts before Chilchuck is fully seated, taking him down to the hilt. His hazy eyes take time to focus on Laios.
The blonde is frozen in place, mouth hung open and cock twitching violently. Pools of sunshine nearly eclipsed with lust. Beads of sweat drip down Laios’s back. He feels like he is holding back but charging forward at the same time. His pleasure skirts along the shores, like waves lapping at his feet. He wants more- is desperately seeking it, but it scares him. The fear and pleasure mixing into pure adrenaline coursing through his veins. His hungry gaze stays completely locked into Chilchuck’s abdomen.
The half foot can feel the heat of Laios’s stare, keeping him fixed on the spot, like prey before a hunter. Sparing a glance down to see what has captivated the tallman, he looks down and sees the pooch in his stomach, swallowing heavily.
In a daze, Chilchuck’s free hand slides down to cup the bulge. The breath is stolen from his lungs at the sensation, Senshi biting down hard on his freckled shoulder. He feels hollowed out by Senshi’s cock, like a shell that only exists to house him.
The dwarf could take it no longer. Gripping underneath Chilchuck’s knees, he hoists the man up and begins to pump his cock in and out of the wet heat encasing him. The velvety squeeze of Chilchuck’s walls around him has Senshi seeing stars. Forcefully slamming the smaller man down onto his cock, he chases his own satisfaction- careening towards his orgasm.
Chilchuck couldn’t be quiet even if he were gagged right now. Every thrust of Senshi’s cock knocks the air right out of him with a ragged groan. He barely has time to breathe. A stream of broken wails and frayed moans filling the thick air around them.
Keeping a steady pace, Senshi watches Laios with satisfaction burning in his gut. He drinks in the sight of the tallman before him. His face a striking shade of crimson, short bangs plastered to his forehead. His chest rising and falling rapidly, sleep shirt now stuck to his chest with sweat.
Laios mewls as hips pathetically hump the air in a desperate attempt at getting any friction, neglected cock bobbing up and down with no reprieve. Senshi would never admit it aloud, but watching the tallman fall apart in front of his eyes makes his gut swoop, his cock twitching inside of Chilchuck at the feeling.
Laios can feel himself near the edge of another orgasm. It’s frightening, the way he feels, like any touch against his cock will cause it to explode. He has never gotten hard like this without touching himself- he never even knew it was a possibility. Fruitlessly, he bucks his hips in the air, wildly chasing any sensation other than the magma burning in his groin. Just one touch is all he needs, or so he thought.
With a guttural groan, Senshi slams Chilchuck down onto his cock with both hands, completely sheathing himself inside as he cums. The redhead yelps at the hot seed pulsing into him, eyes going wide and locking onto Laios. The blonde watches in real time as Chilchuck’s abdomen distends, struggling to hold all of Senshi’s release. His hips shallowly thrust into Chilchuck, causing some of it to leak out, oozing down the dwarf’s heavy balls.
Laios’s eyes water, a heaping sob tearing through his lips as his cock begins to violently spurt. The first spurt launches hard enough to hit Chilchuck. He feels it before he sees it, speckles of warmth splashing along his thigh. With a choked gasp, Chilchuck watches with fading consciousness as Laios paints the stone floor white.
Laios’s palms are bleeding with how tightly his nails cut into them. The pinpricks of pain are the only thing grounding him. The world feels unsteady, the ground beneath him wavering as his entire body seizes up. He can feel himself sobbing but it's as if his ears were stuffed with cotton. His brain is a separate entity from his body, completely spent and foggy- while his body is a livewire, every muscle contracting as ribbons of cum spray out. He cums for what feels like ages. Shaking and sobbing until his body gives out, slumping over like a puppet with cut strings.
Watching Laios come apart at the seams is the hottest thing Chilchuck has ever seen in his life. He looks more debauched than either one of them, tears streaking down his flushed face, his cock and body completely spent. It shouldn’t turn Chilchuck on as much as it does. With one measly pump of his cock, Chilchuck too jumps over the edge of bliss. The hand in Senshi’s hair tugs harshly as his load shoots out onto his protruding belly, his toes curling in tightly as his voice gives out.
Senshi groans deeply as Chilchuck’s hole spasms around his cock. He feels more of himself spilling out of the half foot, thick cum oozing down his balls. They must look a sight, the three of them, Senshi thinks.
He lets Chilchuck’s breathing even out before slowly hoisting the smaller man off him, lewd squelching sounds filling the space around them. Chilchuck curls up in between Senshi’s legs, his torso held tightly by the dwarf’s strong arms. Without Senshi inside him, he feels like a husk. Cold, loose and empty where he just felt warm and full. His body begins to shiver.
Holding Chilchuck against his burly chest, Senshi looks over at Laios to check on his state as well. He’s shifted to holding his weight on his hands and knees, head hanging loosely from his shoulders. He looks like a fucked out wreck but his eyes still simmer with hunger, their gaze locked on Chilchuck’s leaking rim. It unnerves Senshi, sending a cold chill down his spine. Laios truly is insatiable.
Chilchuck can feel himself being watched. Turning his head from Senshi’s chest to look over at Laios, he is equal parts shocked and turned on by what he sees. Laios, looking absolutely corrupted– sweaty, snotty and wrung dry– somehow with more stamina. He’s just had a full meal but it only whet his appetite. His golden eyes fixate in wonder on Chilchuck’s gaping hole as it oozes out Senshi’s cum. Of course Laios would want to taste it.
With a shaky voice, Chilchuck calls out to him. “You’ve been so good for us.”
That snaps him out of his trance, looking up at the two with teary eyes and flushed ears. He looks so vulnerable right now. Chilchuck would do anything for him at this moment, anything Laios asked of him. The blonde’s eyes swim with hope. He wants to say something, mouth opening and closing, but fears he’ll break the glass around them with his clunky thoughts.
“You deserve a reward.”
Laios’s choked out gasp turns into a needy groan, his eyes pleading for what he doesn’t have the strength to ask. His tongue has turned to sandpaper in his mouth, rendering his speech useless.
Laios is an expert in monsters. Chilchuck is an expert in Laios.
Being a half foot means always being aware of your surroundings and others, something he specializes in. During his time with Laios’s party, Chilchuck had compiled his own study on the tallman. He usually can tell what the blonde is thinking with a glance of his face.
He’s known about Laios’s odd tendencies for a while now; the poor guy was never very good at keeping his affinity for monsters at a socially acceptable level. Although he can’t personally relate, Chilchuck can appreciate his curiosity for the creatures– it’s not unlike his own affinity for disarming traps and lockpicking. The wonder in Laios’s eyes upon learning about a new monster is similar to how Chilchuck feels after successfully solving a difficult puzzle.
He’d be lying if he said Laios wasn’t a puzzle he had no interest in solving. The blonde drives him mad most days. He’s never met someone more socially unaware, blundering through life with a dopey smile on his face. It perplexes Chilchuck. He wants to pick open Laios’s brain and understand all the components that make it tick.
Where Chilchuck has a more clinical desire for knowledge, numbers and calculations– Laios has a more carnal need for understanding, touching and tasting. They are two sides of the same coin.
There’s an understanding of what Laios wants. Chilchuck can hear the way his heart is thrumming, his breath rattling in his lungs. He swears he can hear the quivering of Laios’s lips and the fretting in his mind. Lying back with his head resting in Senshi’s lap, he spreads his legs to invite Laios in. An answer to a question that doesn’t need to be asked.
Laios feels the tension in his gut unwind, acceptance dowsing all the worries within him like a medical balm. With shaking hands, he crawls over to the two men. With one last look of approval, Laios waits for permission, his eyes brimming with anticipation.
Spreading his legs even further, Chilchuck encourages him, “Go on, big guy.”
Laios preens under the attention, nervously flushing as he settles down on his stomach between Chilchuck’s legs. He takes a moment to just savor, tongue gently licking a stripe from his thigh all the way up to his abdomen. The half foot shudders beneath him, breath hitching in his throat.
Laios breathes in deep the smell of him, committing it to memory. Chilchuck almost smells metallic, like chains or coins, wrapped in a honeyed musk. It’s a rugged scent with sweet notes to it– the wine from dinner, the soap from Marcille. They all mix together and create a scent that is so uniquely Chilchuck, Laios knows it could never be replicated. So he buries his nose in the trail of red hair and takes it in like he’ll never get a chance to do this again.
Nosing his way up, Laios lets his tongue drag, twisting in the light dusting of hair along the way. The warm muscle meets Chilchuck’s sperm, quickly cooling and becoming tacky on his skin. Laios closes his lips around the smear and gingerly sucks. The redhead yelps under him, Senshi holding his hands to keep him grounded under Laios’s assault.
The cool, salty liquid melts on his tongue, pulling a moan from him. He continues to lick and slurp, pushing down on Chilchuck’s abdomen with his face. Laios feels his shirt get wet. Pulling his face up, he looks down to see more cum had gushed out of the small man. Every thought he has goes right out the door at the sight.
Shifting himself down further, Laios trails his tongue along the inside of Chilchuck’s freckled thighs. He connects each one with his tongue, leaving a trail of spit in his wake. He looks up at Chilchuck to find his face red as his hair, panting with half lidded eyes. Pride wells in his chest at the fact that he is the one making Chilchuck look like this.
Turning to the loose rim, Laios’s tongues the edge of it, counting the ridges as he goes. A wail rattles in Chilchuck’s chest, still so sensitive from his orgasm. Laios can’t stop himself though. His tongue breeches the muscle and swirls around velvety walls splattered with cum.
The flavor is something akin to a religious experience for Laios— Senshi and Chilchuck combining in his mouth. He feels fresh tears spring to his eyes, primal desire dwarfing everything else. He mewls at the way Chilchucks walls flutter around his tongue. Laios laps and sucks, relishing in the squeeze of milky thighs around his skull.
Laios sees Senshi’s hand come down to rub on Chilchuck’s stomach, pushing another gush onto his expectant tongue.
“How’s it taste?”
He sobs at the dwarfs' question, unable to answer him with more than a watery moan. He grabs Chilchuck’s thighs, fingers digging into the skin, pressing his face impossibly further into him. Laios won’t let a drop go to waste.
Chilchuck is thrashing and screaming, pinned in place by Senshi and Laios’s strong hands. It’s all too much but he is at their mercy. He asked for this, invited the dragon into his den with open legs.
He pillages and rampages, creating a beautiful mess in his wake. He feasts like a starved man, forgoing everything in the pursuit of more. More touch, more taste; it’s all consuming, overwhelming and never enough.
Laios is blubbering and shaking, just as overstimulated as the halfling. A gentle hand in his hair pulls Laios back, just slightly.
“I think ya got it all. Let’s getcha two cleaned up.”
Laios goes boneless, head resting on Chilchuck’s thigh as tears stream down his face. Senshi gets up and does what he knows best, taking care of others.
With the same reverence he has in the kitchen, Senshi wipes their tears and any remaining traces of tonight’s activities. His coarse hands gently card through hair and ghost over skin, soothing their frayed nerves.
Chilchuck is good at breaking into things, unlocking Laios’s desire and cracking open the floodgates to whatever this is. Senshi is good at constructing dishes, bringing out the best flavors in each ingredient and melding them in beautiful harmony. Senshi cares like he cooks, with an outpouring of tender consideration. He pieces the two boneless men back together, replenishing what’s been lost and restoring them to their full selves bit by bit.
Laios is hanging on to consciousness for dear life, having exhausted himself mentally and physically. With another loud yawn from the blonde, Senshi finishes his task and turns to him.
“Let’s get you both back in bed. Mornin’ comes early.”
With a sleepy smile, Laios nods his head. Standing on wobbly legs, he stretches out a hand to help Chilchuck up. The redhead begrudgingly takes it, swiftly hoisted onto his feet. He expects Laios to let go but for some reason he doesn’t. Chilchuck flushes, from both the action and the fact that he doesn’t want to let go. He bottles that thought and pushes it far down for another day.
Laios turns his head towards the dwarf who’s already back to cleaning up their items. “C’mon Senshi,” he sleepily drones.
With a light chuckle, Senshi ushers the two out the door. “You take him back to bed, I’ll be there in a minute.”
Too tired to argue, Laios gently pulls Chilchuck along. The feeling of the smaller hand nestled in his palm causing warmth to bloom in his gut. This feels nice, he thinks.
Once back in their room, the two separate and walk to their respective bedrolls. Laios’s heart sinks a little but he thinks better than commenting on it.
Sparing a glance over at Marcille, she still slumbers, her face looking slightly less exhausted than when Laios left her. He smiles at her before climbing into bed.
His head hits the pillow heavily, any remaining energy rapidly draining out of him. “G’night Chil,” he gently calls out before being pulled into sleep.
Chilchuck fights the swarm of butterflies in his stomach, “Night Laios.”
Too scared to burst the fragile bubble of tonight’s events, Chilchuck decides he will face the music of what they’ve done in the morning. He rolls over and wrestles with sleep, unable to stop replaying his favorite moments from tonight over and over. Eventually sleep takes him and his dreams come in the form of blonde men and burly dwarves.
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