17. CHAPTER #3
“Brat.” Mr. Heiss gave Indy’s ass a small pop. “Now go on. Take your time. You lead, hmm? You control the pace.” He narrowed his eyes. “But if it looks like I am hurting you, we stop.”
“Figured you were more into me hurting you, to be honest.”
“Another time, Sonnenschein.”
Indy grinned and rolled his hips, groaning as he took the rest of Mr. Heiss’s cock inside him. He sat there, fully speared and throbbing, and he slid a hand over his stomach to feel how full he was. “Fuck…”
“You’re beautiful like this,” Mr. Heiss praised. “Full, stuffed, and all mine.”
“Yours,” Indy agreed without hesitation, even though such a declaration should have alarmed him. He kissed Mr. Heiss instead of letting himself worry about it, and he rode his cock with steady motions, making the most of every second.
Mr. Heiss held him tight, his hands fanning over Indy’s back as they embraced. True to his word, he let Indy set the pace and made no effort to change the rhythm.
Indy could have sped up and ridden Mr. Heiss like he wanted to break him, but he was actually enjoying the smooth thrusting and tender touches. The closeness only added to the heat, and he honestly didn’t want this to ever stop.
Where his left hip met his thigh, however, had other ideas and promptly cramped up.
“Fuck, fuck.” Indy hissed, stopping abruptly. “Ow, ow, ow.”
“Indy?” Mr. Heiss frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Fucking cramp. One sec.” Indy leaned back with a soft groan, bracing himself on Mr. Heiss’s thighs.
The shift in angle made him gasp, and he forgot he’d simply been trying to adjust to alleviate the cramp.
He stared at Mr. Heiss and tentatively rolled his hips forward, the new pressure from this position drawing out a deep moan. “Oh. Fuck.”
Mr. Heiss growled and slid his hands up Indy’s sides to help hold him. “Mmm, do you like that, Sonnenschein? Does it feel good?”
“Yes,” Indy whimpered quietly. “Really good.”
“Go on then,” Mr. Heiss urged. “Take your time. Nice and slow, remember?”
“Nice and slow.” Indy squeezed Mr. Heiss’s thighs, grinding down with steady rolls of his body. He missed the closeness of their previous position, but he couldn’t deny the resulting bliss of this one.
Mr. Heiss felt bigger like this, hitting new nerves and rubbing right up against Indy’s prostate in a way he could only describe as magical. It very well could have been some form of demonic dick magic, but Indy didn’t care.
All that mattered was chasing that wonderful feeling for as long as he could.
Mr. Heiss shifted one hand around to fully support Indy’s back, and the other curled around Indy’s cock. He stroked him at the same dreamy, slow rhythm as Indy’s hips, and he murmured, “There… Like that.”
“Feels good,” Indy murmured as he let his head tip back. He gave Mr. Heiss’s thighs another squeeze, lifting himself up before sitting fully back down and circling his hips. He moaned excitedly and repeated the motions, loving the burst of friction each one created.
God, he couldn’t wait to come and yet he wasn’t in a hurry.
Not every monster he’d slept with always wanted a fast, hard fuck, so he’d had his share of softness, too, but none of them had ever felt like this.
Like maybe, just maybe, it meant something.
Indy’s legs trembled, and he groaned, realizing that he would have to stop soon. He had no idea how long they’d been at this, but he could feel himself losing momentum and his hip was in danger of cramping again.
Normally, he’d push through and keep going, but he knew now there was a danger of triggering one of those weird panic attack things, a bloody coughing fit, or maybe something even worse.
Indy grumbled in frustration and stilled his hips once more. “I’m sorry. I need a second.”
“It’s all right, Sonnenschein.” Mr. Heiss sat up, wrapping his arms around Indy’s waist. He hugged him close and bent his knees for leverage, gently thrusting into Indy. “Relax. Go on. Let me take your weight. I’ve got you.”
Indy shuddered and obeyed, his head dropping down on Mr. Heiss’s shoulder while his arms fell to his sides.
He trusted Mr. Heiss to hold him, and he closed his eyes, savoring how perfectly their bodies slotted together.
It might have felt like being used as a toy, but Mr. Heiss’s arms around him felt safe, so warm, even adoring.
Mr. Heiss kept going, pushing deep and grinding up against Indy’s ass to make the most of each thrust. He rocked Indy back and forth, up and down, fucking him so flawlessly that Indy could do nothing but moan and twitch.
Indy shivered when something curled around his cock—smooth, strong, firm.
Mr. Heiss’s tail.
Indy managed to lift his hands to squeeze Mr. Heiss’s shoulders, gasping out a quick, “Close.”
“I know,” Mr. Heiss whispered, his voice low and growling. “I can feel you. How you squeeze around my cock. You’re getting so tight.”
“Yeah?” Indy panted. “Mmm, just wait until I fucking come.”
“Come on,” Mr. Heiss urged, his tail stroking Indy faster and his hips snapping upward to match. “Give it up for me. Let me hear you fall apart for me.”
Indy whimpered and cried, the sounds morphing into frantic moans as he bounced in Mr. Heiss’s lap.
The friction was so great that he soon lost track of what part of his body was where, focused only on the place they were joined together so intimately.
The pressure in his loins boiled and ached, and he gritted his teeth, pleading, “Yes, there, please, please, please—!”
Mr. Heiss roared, slamming upward into Indy so hard that his vision exploded with stars and he screamed as he came. Each wave of his cock spilling between their bodies was a taste of heaven, the pleasure bolstered by Mr. Heiss’s own load flooding his hole while he was still spasming.
It was good.
So fucking good.
Good and amazing and holy shit, it felt like he was still coming with the way Mr. Heiss continued to grind up inside of him.
When Mr. Heiss finally stopped, Indy was certain part of his brain had indeed been fucked right out and was somewhere over there on the floor.
He was sated, happy, and he couldn’t stop smiling.
Yeah, that had felt… different.
But in a nice way.
Not a weird, is this a new kink sort of way.
Indy remained limp against Mr. Heiss, turning his head to mouth at Mr. Heiss’s neck with one final moan. He took a deep breath and wiggled in close, grinning from ear to ear. “Mmm, damn.”
“Uh-huh.” Mr. Heiss gave Indy a gentle squeeze and then slid a hand over Indy’s hip as if checking for actual damage. “Feeling all right?”
“Fine,” Indy replied with a sweet smile, lifting his head so he could meet Mr. Heiss’s gaze. “Better than fine. I’m great.” He smirked. “Definitely one of my top twenty orgasms.”
“Oh? Only the top twenty?” Mr. Heiss chuckled. “I suppose I’ll need to work on that.”
“I’ll make some charts.”
Mr. Heiss rolled his eyes, but he was still smiling. “Do you need anything?”
“A million dollars, a pair of Louis Vuitton Gala Pumps, the ones with the rhinestones in noir, and a Ferrari F58 Spider in hot pink. Like, super hot pink. Like, it hurts your eyeballs to look at it because it’s that pink.”
Mr. Heiss snorted out a laugh. “Anything else?”
“Nope. I’m good.”
“Is there anything within reason that I may get for you?”
“Mmm. I guess… this.” Indy beamed, drawing Mr. Heiss in for a kiss.
Mr. Heiss purred quietly as they kissed, and he hugged Indy close. When they finally came up for air, he was smiling, though there remained a pinch of concern wrinkling his brow. “Are you really all right?”
“Considering we just had our first fight and already made up? Pretty good.”
“First?”
“The other times didn’t count.” Indy shrugged. “I didn’t really like you that much.”
Mr. Heiss laughed. “I suppose that’s fair.” He kissed Indy’s cheek. “I liked you.”
“Oh? You did?” Indy grinned. “It was the shoes, wasn’t it?”
“Your light,” Mr. Heiss said softly. “It is rare for a human to have that kind of fire. I had often wondered why Mr. Kalt had agreed so easily to a deal with some random mortal, but now I understand.”
Indy’s throat tightened.
He had no idea which way this conversation was going to go, but bringing Mr. Kalt back up in any capacity was quickly killing his happy afterglow buzz. He kept a smile on and asked curiously, “Really? You’re just now realizing how amazing I am?”
“Being near you reminds me of being back in the light of the Celestial.” Mr. Heiss cupped Indy’s jaw. “It is the same feeling of warmth, affection, and brightness—”
“Like sunshine,” Indy said as it clicked into place. “Sonnenschein?”
“Sehr gut.” Mr. Heiss smooched Indy’s brow.
“Love that. No clue what you’re saying, but yes, cute.”
There was a distant beeping.
“Okay.” Indy made a face. “I am not an expert, but beeping is usually a bad sign.”
Mr. Heiss grimaced. “That would be the smoke alarm.”
“Gammy.” Indy laughed and gave Mr. Heiss another kiss. “Okay, time to see what Gammy’s set on fire, blown up, or both.”
“Oh, goody.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“No, I do not.”