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“What the?” A man whispered, looking down at his gas metre before groaning. “You just HAD to forget to fill up on gas before going didn’t you.”

The man slams his head gently on the steering wheel a few times as it honks, before keeping his head there.

“Stupid sonafucking-” The man cursed, not at all pleased at his forgetfulness. Raising his head he sees nothing but forest and darkness all around, except for the path in front of him illuminated by his spot lights.

The man sighs before getting out of the car. His hands searched around his pockets for his phone before pulling it out. 

“75%, Good enough.” The man shrugged, a little relieved that his phone won’t die on him any time soon. He looks around, seeing nothing but trees, trees, a glowing set of eyes and teeth, trees, trees, more tr- wait back track.

The man whips his head around back to where he last saw it, nothing but trees meeting his searching eyes as he sighs.

“Now you’re just seeing things Cole.” A light whack echoes into the forest as he slaps his forehead, slightly uneasy from what he thought he saw before sighing for the second time that night.

He has a feeling of foreboding that he’ll be doing that a lot tonight. That, or cursing up a storm.

The man steps forward, thankful for his spot lights lighting up at least a little of the way ahead as he walks along the path.

Eventually he came to a point that the spotlights couldn't reach, leaving the rest of the way in darkness- if it weren’t for his phone lighting the way for him. Cole hums a small tune as he walks forward, mindlessly walking along the path that leads towards the hotel.

A few minutes into the walk a rustling from a nearby bush catches his attention, causing him to stop walking. Cole turns his phone light in the direction of the bush, and surprise surprise, it's a bush.

“Probably an animal or something.” Cole muses to himself, turning away from the bush to continue his walk, which proved not even a moment later to be a mistake as something dashes at him from the bush.

Quicker than Cole can react, a hand grabs onto his shoulder and pushes him against a tree, his oversized black hoodie meeting rough bark as he wheezes in pain. His eyes squeezing shut, before he hesitantly opens one of them while trying to calm his breathing.

“What the fuck…” He whispered softly, the thing holding him up was a body made of shadows, with the only actual features being a two glowing eyes and teeth.

“Well, shit. Really wish I was just seeing things.” Cole said, trying to wiggle his way out of the creature’s grip. “Don’t suppose you could just, let me go and-” The thing’s hand squeezed his shoulder, pushing him further against the tree as he wheezed. “Ok, guess not.”

The creature’s grip on him tightened- painfully so, as his back was still pressed against the bark. His eyes shine with unshed tears as he tries to kick at the creature’s midsection, to which the creature responds with a tighter grip that draws a small amount of blood. Tears run down Cole’s face involuntarily due to the pain.

The creature’s grip suddenly loosens as it places a hand on Cole’s face, wiping away the tears – much to Cole’s confusion. Trying to take advantage of the loosened grip, Cole tries to get the hand off his shoulder, but the grip – while loosened, is firm enough that he can’t escape.

The monster releases a noise of discontent – seemingly at the man’s attempt to escape again. Cole sighs, his escape attempts not at all working much to his dissatisfaction. A feeling down at his legs causes him to look down, before panicking as a shadowy hand claws at his pants.

The man instinctively kicks out, which is caught by the monster’s hand that is soon followed by a sound of contentment. The man’s leg is placed on the monster's shoulder while its hand moves down his leg, slowly feeling it as it comes to a stop at Cole’s waist. 

“Heyyy, buddy ol’ pal, my chummy chum guy/girl thing. How about you don’t do that-” The monster either doesn’t hear or simply ignores his words – most likely the latter, as he starts pulling his pants down. Cole tries to curl his leg to stop it, but the monster quickly straightens it out, the pants slips past Cole’s waist as bare ass and cock meets cold air.

The monster pauses its efforts as it releases a sound of surprise, its glowing eyes seem to shift as it looks into Cole’s own, whose face is quickly overtaken by a blush as he averts his eyes.

“Yea, I didn't wear underwear today. Not like I was expecting this or anything, ya know?” The monster huffs, it sounding more like laughter as Cole kicks it with his other leg in anger and embarrassment. The kick did nothing, which only served to make Cole more embarrassed.

The monster used this distraction to fully slip off Cole’s pants, leaving his lower half bare – or it would be if not for the oversized hoodie slipping down to cover his front, the back isn’t as lucky however. Bare ass left to the cold breeze as he shivers.

The monster throws Cole’s pants deeper into the forest, the man watching it fly through the air and away into the darkness, not even being able to hear it fall to the ground. The only thing Cole could have thought of in that moment was-

‘Rip pants, you will be missed.’

His attention is quickly brought back to the monster as its hand starts to glide back down Cole’s – now bare, leg and reaches his ass before giving it a firm squeeze. Cole’s mouth instinctively lets out a small moan that has the monster purring.

“Hey, listen uh,” The monster’s attention is captured by Cole, though it doesn’t stop feeling up his ass. “You’ve been pretty cool aside from slamming me into a tree and I’m flattered, really. But I’m kinda into dudes so uh-” Cole is cut off as – seemingly by spite or just sheer convenience, something hits into his still dangling left leg and looks down. 

“Well I’ll be,” Cole whistles. “Looks like you are a dude.” A small blush appears on Cole’s as the monster grinds its cock into Cole’s leg before feeling a pressure on his back door.

“WHOA WAIT-” The pressure stops as the monster looks at Cole. “Huh, didn’t expect that to work.” Cole whispers to himself quietly, before wiggling again as the pressure reappears and stops – almost teasingly.

“Look, dude. You can’t just go in dry here, especially when I’m. Ya know.” Cole averts his eyes as his face blushes harder, truly embarrassed. The monster catches onto Cole’s words and the meaning behind it quite quickly as it rests Cole’s other leg onto its shoulder, bringing Cole’s ass closer as his cheeks are pulled apart while a wet, fleshy thing probes around his virgin hole.

The monster's tongue trace’s a slow, gentle trail around the man’s asshole and watches him shiver in glee. Using it, it gently applies pressure onto Cole’s pink star, penetrating it only the tiniest bit before it goes back to circling the man’s hole. 

Cole shivers from the cold wetness, softly moaning as he feels his hole being played with and teased.

“Stop…ah! Teasing me.. Ah! Already.” Comle moans, his face flushed from the pleasure and teasing as he stares into the monster’s eyes who gaze right back into his. Its eyes seem to narrow the slightest bit as it continues to circle and gently prod at the man’s star – to which the man whines at.

“You-!” The man is cut off as the monster pushes the entirety of its long tongue into his ass, deeply enjoying the loud moan that came from the man. Cole can do nothing but moan as his hole is invaded by the long, large, and slippery tongue that curls all around his insides.

“AH-!” Cole’s eyes widened as a flash of white hot pleasure courses through his body, the monster’s eyes twinkling in amusement and accomplishment as it found the man’s prostate. The monster lets the man calm down a bit, watching his eyes shine with tears and confusion, before letting go.

“AH! W-WAI-AH! SLO-LOW WN!” The monster doesn’t heed the man’s words as his tongue starts to press deeper and deeper into his prostate, abusing it and causing the human in its arms to shiver and shake in pure pleasure as it watches in glee. It’s cock hardening and leaking pre as it begs to be put inside the human, but the monster won’t put it inside yet until the human’s ready.

It wouldn’t want to injure them this way after all.

The monster snakes a hand along the moaning human’s thigh up to his waist, lifting his hoodie higher up his stomach as it grabs hold of the human’s cock and begins to stroke.

“FUCK-” The human can only let out a curse before devolving into even more of a mess, hips bucking jerkily upwards into the monster’s hand as he shivers, shakes, and moans helplessly.

“Co- I’m, I’m gonn- please- cumm-ing!” Cole’s mind is overloaded by pure pleasure from the double assault on his cock as ass. Cum shoots up into the air, Cole becoming even more of a mess as it lands right onto his stomach and the monster’s hand. Said monster who continues pumping away at Cole’s cock and smashing his prostate all throughout his orgasm, causing the man to shake and shiver even harder.

The human’s orgasm eventually fades, softly moaning and whining as the monster still continues to pump away gently at his cock while his tongue is dragged out agonizingly slow from his oversensitive walls. The monster licks its teeth as it looks up at its handy work.

The human pressed up against the tree, face flushed as tears ran down his cheeks while his eyes glazed over in pleasure, his cock and stomach covered in his own cum while he shivers and shakes. The monster gives one more pump of the human’s cock for good measure, watching said human release another moan at the action as it brings its hand to its face.

Making sure that the human can see as its tongue licks up his cum, making sure to lap up every drop as the human sighed shakily. The monster uses its other hand to gently wipe away the tears on the human’s face, unable to resist getting one or two squeezes in as the human whines from the feeling.

The sound and sight of the human causes the creature's cock to throb mightily, now deciding it's time, the monster gently removes the human’s legs from its shoulders. Not making them stand up since he would most likely just fall, it instead lifts them a bit away from the tree – so as to not hurt them and places their ass by its cock and gently rests the human’s back onto the tree as its hands rests on the human's hips.

“Hey- um,” Cole stutters, finally regaining enough mentally to speak. “Be gentle, please?” The monster has to actively stop itself from thrusting straight to its hilt right then and there, the human is too cute for his own good. The monster heeds the human’s words this time as it gently pushes its cock into his asshole, its entry a little easier thanks to the saliva but only managing its tips because of how tense the human’s ass is.

"S-sorry, I just-” The human is silenced as the monster place a claw onto his head, gently patting it as the human leans into the touch, sighing in contentment before the hand slips down his face, squeezing his cheek and moving away before he can bat at it. The hand moves lower and lower, gliding over the hoodie until it reaches the cum covered stomach as it pushes a hand under the hoodie. 

The human shivers at the contact as the hand moves up to his chest, playing with one of his pecs before pinching and squeezing his nipple. Releasing a small moan as his body starts to relax under the pleasure until he’s putty in the monster's hands. The monster starts to thrust again, this time it's entry easier as it slides inch after inch of its cock into his sensitive insides.

The human moans under the monster as he becomes filled with cock, belly bulging outwards from the sheer length and size of it. His insides become filled with frosty precum that allows it to slide deeper and deeper until he’s eventually filled with cock, belly in the shape of the monster’s giant length as his legs wrap around its waist.

Cole can’t even speak as his previously flaccid cock hardens again, oversensitive due to his previous orgasm and trembling from the chilled air pushing against it. The monster starts dragging out slowly, before pushing back in and slowly pushing straight into the human’s prostate, causing him to moan as white-hot pleasure flashes through his body again.

The shadow starts picking up speed, thrusting its cock into Cole’s prostrate harder and harder, his moans not even being able to finish before it's broken off by more, strangled moans. His cock stiff and smacking into his cum covered belly, lewd, wet sounds echoing into the forest, both from the cock thrusting into his ass and his cock hitting against his stomach before a hand is wrapped around it.

The human starts shaking and shivering even harder as the monster starts pumping his cock while thrusting straight into his prostate. His moans growing louder and louder, his mind slowly becoming clouded and taken over by lust as tears run down his cheeks.

Cole can only moan, shake, and shiver as his body is at the mercy of the shadow. His stomach becomes nothing more than a sleeve for its cock as it thrusts faster and harder, his belly bulge disappearing and reappearing, his cock being pumped faster and faster as he places a sleeve covered hand over his eyes.

To which the thing makes a noise of disapproval as the hand holding his hip snatches both of his wrists, holds them up above him and up onto the tree. Cole’s face a flushing, blushing, crying mess that the monster releases a purr of approval too, pumping Cole’s cock even faster as a reward.

“Ng- ngf, I-I’m uah! I’m gon-naa cuuum!” Cole cums again, white sperm flying into the air from his still pumping cock. The monster doesn’t slow down, but instead starts thrusting into Cole’s prostrate harder and pumps his cock faster, causing the human to become a moaning mess from oversensitivity.

Cole can’t even think, his orgasm lasting longer than it normally should as more and more sperm shoots out of his cock painting his cock, stomach, and the monster’s hand white. A thick, salty smell invades his nose from his cum as the monster starts thrusting frantically, its cock pulling out to the tip and pushing straight to the hilt, smashing into Cole’s prostrate again and again as his oversensitive cock shoots even more of the white, salty spunk.

The monster gives one last full hilt thrust before stopping. Its own shadowy cum coating the human’s insides black as it quickly runs out of space in the first shot, its cum spilling back onto the grass and causing Cole’s stomach to expand to contain more of its bounty as he finally stops cumming.

The monster cums and cums, more spilling onto the grass and filling Cole’s overfilled stomach more and more until he looks positively pregnant. Something the monster takes great joy in as he finally pulls out, the cum stuffed belly exploding as rivers of black spunk spill onto the grass, creating a bigger and bigger puddle before the human’s stomach is back to normal size.

The monster holds its human’s hoodie up to his chest as it moves away from the giant puddle, placing him gently down onto clean grass as it starts to lick up the human’s cum. Causing its human to giggle from the ticklish sensation before moaning lightly as the monster licks the cum off of his flaccid and oversensitive cock while gently jerking it with its tongue.

Moving the human’s legs onto its shoulders, it starts jerking the slowly hardening and oversensitive cock faster and faster.

“W-wai- sto- too- much!” Cole moans loudly as he cums, his cock shooting into the monster's mouth as it pumps away all throughout it. The monster gets up into a sitting position and pulls the human into its lap, resting his head against its chest as its cock thrusts into his ass again.

The man can’t even speak as his insides are invaded, played with and abused as the cock smashes his prostate, his hole squeezing around the cock to try and stop it, but only adding to the monster’s pleasure as it abuses Cole’s prostrate. So much so that he quickly cums again.

His cock not even shooting out anything as he achieves a dry orgasm, all while the monster is thrusting away at his madly oversensitive walls as it cums. His stomach is filled with its chilly, gooey, black sperm until it looks like he’ll give birth any second now.

Cole’s hands rest on his cum bloated stomach, mind unable to think anything over the cloud of lust taking over it. 

The monster pulls out, letting Cole’s hole empty of its sperm before placing him down on another clean patch of grass. Its cock still rock hard as it switches over to railing its human missionary-style.

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A few hours later

Cole snuggled sleepily against the shadow's chest, his hole twitching and agape while his cock throbs gently. His oversized hoodie acts as his own half blanket as it wards off the cold quite well in the creature's arms.

Said monster who is currently walking through the forest, shielding his human from the light drizzle as its feet takes them to its destination. The monster comes upon a broken bridge that planks suddenly float under its steps white it walks over, each step letting out a slightly wet stomp from the rain and old wood until it reaches the other side.

The shadow opens the door to the hotel, completely and utterly dry as it stalks over to the fireplace, placing its human down into one of the chairs and gently prying his hands off of them.

Its human curls up into himself, and the shadow can’t resist one last head pat before stalking off and out of the hotel.

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Cole twists and turns in the small space of the chair, his hoodie swallowing his form as mumbles and grumbles. Sweat running down his body from the heat both the fireplace and his hoodie cause him.

The man slowly blinks open his eyes, getting up in a sitting position as he rings his hand to his eyes to rub away the sleep.

“Where the hell,” The man yawns, his mind still foggy from sleep as he looks around, he himself sitting in a chair next to a fireplace. He distinctly remembers being fucked into unconsciousness in the forest, not a lobby. “Am I?”

Cole's feet hit the soft carpet as he tries to stand up before swiftly sitting back down, his legs weak as if they were made of jelly. Probably the after effect of being fucked for hours on end. The man rests against the chair for a bit, enjoying the heat before another problem makes itself known as he looks down, a tent in his oversized hoodie.

Cole lifts up his hoodie, a strand of precum following its ascend as he looks at his stiff and needy cock. It twitched slightly while releasing beads of precum- more than he normally would, he brings his hoodie up higher as he wraps his hand around his cock, shivering from the tingles of pleasure coursing through his body from the first contact.

Cole moans quietly as he pumps his cock gently, dollops of precum running down his length as wet fapping sounds echo because of it. His hand going up and down in a steady pace- with the occasional rubbing at his tip, that steadily becomes faster the more he pre’s with his hand and cock being coated in it.

Cole moans louder, his hips shoot upwards in short, sporadic thrusts while his hand holding up his hoodie caresses one of his nipples. Circling his areola gently before flicking his bud, shivering immediately in pleasure and a bit in pain and giving a shaky exhale.

He pinches and pulls at his nipple, shivers rack his body from the dual pleasure as his cock shoots out more and more precum, gaining a fair distance into the air before falling onto his stomach. Cole moves his hand away from his hard bud, unconsciously letting out a whine at the lack of pleasure as he moves his hand down to his pre-slicken stomach.

His hand scooping up a handful of his own pre as he puts it lower and lower, trailing around his hole with his pre before gently pressing a finger into it. His entrance folding quickly under the invasion as he finger fucks his own pre into his hole, adding another finger as he scissors his ass. Adding finger after finger before a flash of white hotness takes over his mind.

His body is reduced to producing mere shivers, and broken moans as his eyes cloud and lust takes over. His senses- excluding touch, dull to the extreme as he tries to hit his peak. Precume shoots out of his cock and leaves his lower body a mess as he pumps his dick to a blur.

His moaning is interrupted at times from whines as he can’t seem to reach his peak and get the release his body so desperately craves. Tears begin to flow from his eyes from his inability to get off, animalistic whines escaping from his mouth.

 A cool hand gently wipes his tears as it takes his hand out of his ass, whining at the sudden emptiness as he tries to put it back, but the firm- yet gentle, grip keeps it in place as it also take his hand pumping his cock away, leaving Cole to whine and his hips to buck from the lack of pleasure.

Another hand- far bigger than his, wraps itself around his dick, completely consuming it as it begins to pump slowly. Somehow giving the man far more pleasure than his own pumping as he bucks into the hand, precum shooting out into the air as he moans louder and louder, coming close to his peak, his cock shooting more and more pre as he can almost feel himself cumming.

The hand stopped pumping as soon as he was right on the edge, firmly pressing down on his waist to keep him from thrusting his hips into the hand. All he can do is sit there, weakly moaning, shivering, and whining as the hand moves away from his cock. 

Lifting his leg up and keeping it there while turning him onto his side as something pokes at his entrance, his body shivering fiercely from the contact and trying to push itself onto it. The hand grips his leg tightly, keeping him from thrusting himself onto the cock at his entrance, tears falling from his eyes as his mind is filled with pure want and need .

“Puh-puhles. I-I ne-nee it.” Cole can only manage broken words through his lust-crazed mind as he looks at the creature through blurry vision, trying to convey with his eyes as well as his body how desperate he is to be filled.

The cock recedes from his entrance, causing Cole to let out a whine that’s cut short as it slams forward, spearing his insides straight until it’s fully hilted in one swift motion. Cole lets out a strangled sound as saliva drips down the corner of his mouth, his mind driven crazy as the dick drags itself out slowly. Making him feel its departure all over his walls and prostate to the tip, before slamming to the hilt again and again.

His mind being reduced to mush as tears pour from his eyes, moaning screamed loudly from his mouth and body thrusting itself onto the cock. His bowels are stretched out past its max as it swells outwards to accommodate for the massive cock thrusting in and out of it.

The hand holding his wrists let go as it pulls his hoodie up and over his head, taking it off and leaving the man fully naked. Not even a moment later Cole gives out a strangled scream, his insides clenching down around its cock extremely as he finally comes, the hot gooey spunk soaking the cushions and staining them from the amount of backed up cum shooting from the man’s cock. His body shakes violently as it continues to thrust its dick all throughout his orgasm.

Oversensitive walls being speared again and again as the smashing of its human’s prostate forces even more come out of his overtaxed length. Its own orgasm approaches from the tightness of Cole’s insides, squeezing its giant length in a perverse dance that's led entirely by its cock.

Cold, shadowy cum blasts its way to the deepest reaches of Cole’s insides as it cums, and cums hard . The sight of its human losing his mind from just his cock and the sounds that escape from him with every thrust and it can’t help itself but to give every last bit of inky baby batter that it can give.

Its human’s stomach bulges outwards, its cock being hidden as his belly expands from the amount of thick, virile seed being pumped into him as his body shivers from both the pleasure of being filled to the brim and past it, as well as the coolness of the seed.

Its human can do nothing but stay put as it forces every last drop of its seed into him, his bloated stomach making him look like he’ll give birth as soon as it drags its cock out (and a part of it hopes he does). The monster places the hoodie it held onto over the chair as it places its hand on top of the man’s head, patting and scratching (gently of course) to reward him for a job well done as it bends down. Tongue slipping from between its teeth as it licks at the tears on its human face.

Causing him to giggle from the ticklish sensation and trying to lean more into the hand patting his head. Its tongue stops licking at the tears as it pushes itself past the man's lips, who offers no resistance as it invades its human’s mouth, curling around his tongue while licking every nook and crevice it can find. Taking great pleasure in exploring its human’s mouth and the utter submissiveness he displays to it.

The creature eventually backs off as soon as the man starts weakly batting at it to let him breathe. Its human takes a few mouthfuls of air, a thin strand of spit connecting his mouth with the monster’s tongue as it pulls out.

Cole shakes, his oversensitive insides being driven insane as the monster pulls out slowly, enjoying all of his reactions. Shadowy cum drips from his gaping hole as it picks the man up by the ass, spreading his cheeks to drain his stomach of its cum faster while it licks up the precum covering his stomach until it's satisfied. Licking in certain places to hear more of Cole’s breathy giggles.

Once Cole’s stomach drained, the monster had to (reluctantly) put him back down, not on the carpet obviously. Instead as the monster sits down on the floor in a lotus position with Cole in its lap, it fumbles around for something as Cole rests his head down on its chest. A moment later the shadow gently places its hand on Cole’s head, tilting it back until Cole is looking directly at its face and wraps something around his neck.

The human reaches blindly for the thing around his neck, hand hitting cloth before a soft jingle reaches his ears. 

The shadow can’t help it. Looking at Cole’s glazed over eyes, face flushed with red rimmed eyes from sex, and a cute bell collar around his neck causes something primal to surface within the shadow. The urge to push down the human and pump him full of its seed until his belly is nice and rounded. The urge to breed.

The shadow gently pushes the human onto the carpet, his back hitting it with a soft thud as well as a soft jingle. The human looks a bit confused at the suddenness, but the shadow ignores it as he thrusts his cock to the hilt in one, long stroke.

Cole moans loudly as his hole is pounded roughly, his insides being shaped into the shadow’s own personal Cock sleeve as its cock’s outline is visible within his stomach. The room is soon filled with loud moans, some long and some short, the sound of flesh being slapped and the soft jingles of a bell.

The shadow leans down, its tongue slipping from behind its teeth as it forces the man’s lips apart. Fighting an easy won battle for dominance with his tongue as Cole’s moans become muffled, his tongue being led, sucked and played with by the shadow’s own chilled tongue. The monster's hands aren’t idle either as it fondles Cole’s pecs, massaging them roughly before moving onto his nipples.

Cole’s nipples are pinched and squeezed roughly as they harden, shivering from the pleasure and pain it causes while his hole submissively squeezes around the cock spearing it open. The man can only lay there as his body is being played with, soft jingles sounding out every time his body is pushed forward from the rough and heavy thrusts.

His hard dick slapping against his stomach and the shadow’s as it swings around, precum shooting from its tip and coating both of their stomachs with slickness. Cole’s breath escapes him with every thrust as he becomes lightheaded from the lack of air, his mind being consumed by lust and blanking every thought until his body can only rely on instincts to guide it.

The shadow (thankfully) removes its tongue from Cole’s mouth before he passes out from the lack of oxygen. It eye’s shine with a look of possessiveness and lust as it gazes at the human under it. Face flushed as spittle drips from his open mouth, eyes completely glazed over and unseeing from lust while his body inches forward at everyone of its thrusts, the collar around his neck letting out soft jingles.

The human’s insides squeezes tightly on its length as his mouth forms a soundless moan. The shadow thrusting away as its human cums, spunk shooting out and coating both of their stomachs white as Cole’s hands grip onto the carpet. The monster’s eyes narrow, releasing one of the man’s nipples as he lets out a small, cute whine before it takes his hands in its. Keeping them locked above his head as the monster shoves its head into Cole’s neck.

Its tongue slips out, licking all over that side as it soon becomes coated in saliva, its teeth gently nibbling at the skin before biting down. Blood leaks from the fresh wound as the shadow’s tongue licks at it, gobbling it down eagerly.

In Cole’s lust controlled mind, even the pain turns itself into pleasure. His body violently shivering and becoming a little lightheaded at the blood he’s losing as he cums again. His cock being pressed down against his stomach by the shadow’s own as he paints them both white.

Cole can vaguely feel a tingling sensation around various parts of his body. But can’t pinpoint where as his mind is too focused on cumming and milking the shadow’s cock.

The monster can feel its own orgasm building up near the brink as it pulls away from Cole’s neck. Speeding up its thrusts and pounding harder until it cums, cold, inky cum filling its human’s insides as even then it still thrusts away, forcing its cum into the deepest parts of Cole and making his stomach bulge to obscene proportions.

Streams of inky cum burst from the seal around the monster’s cock, Cole’s body finally not being able to contain anymore of its cum as it still seems to dump more and more of it inside of him. Thrusting away, the shadow begins to feel something distinctly fluffy from hands gripped by his, but pays no attention to it as it pulls out.

Cole whines at the sudden emptiness and the feeling of cum leaking from his hole as he’s turned onto his side, his cum stuffed stomach wobbling from the movement before his hole is filled again. His thighs rub against his dick as precum coats them. The tingling sensation is still present as it heightens in his legs.

The shadow thrusts harder inside of Cole, pulling out to the tip and thrusting straight to the hilt. Smashing Cole’s prostrate over and over again, the monster cups the man’s cheek before shoving its tongue inside his mouth. Dominating and stealing his breath away from the rough tongue fucking, sucking and squeezing it as Cole mewls.

The shadow’s white eyes stare at Cole’s face, filled with lust and love as it looks straight into Cole’s own. It moves a claw to his head before gently giving it scratching and patting it before hearing it. Something completely foreign to the sound of sloppy thrusting and soft jingles.

Purring?

The shadow feels something(s) perk up from its human’s hair as he tries to lean into its touch. Only somewhat successful. The monster feels around in the man’s hair, coming upon something soft, fleshy, and fluffy.

The shadow pats Cole’s head a bit harder, the purring growing louder as it pulls its tongue from his mouth to lick his tears from his face.

The monster never stopped thrusting as it finally hit another peak, shoving even more chilled inky cum up and into Cole’s hole. His stomach that deflated a bit over the tip to hilt thrusts soon becomes full again, looking just as pregnant as before.

The shadow doesn’t stop, can’t stop, won’t stop. Not after how much Cole’s hole begs for it to be filled, not after how cute he looks wearing the collar it got for him, not after the sounds he makes as he’s filled with seed, not after the glassy eyes staring straight into its own.

It only has one thought as it starts thrusting again.

Breed.

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“My ass hurts.” Cole grimaced, bringing a paw over to rub at his sore ass while he sat in Window’s lap. Said monster that’s currently fretting over its human, patting his head apologetically.

“It’s fine.” Cole leaned into the touch, not one to waste such physical affection, especially when it’s coming from a monster before blinking. 

“Hey,” Cole waved a paw in front of the shadow’s face. “Do you know where my hoodie is?” Cole said as he tilted his head.

The shadow pauses for a bit before continuing to pat Cole’s head at the whine from the lack of affection. It quickly stomps down the urge to fuck its cute human again as it looks around the lobby, perking up a bit more as it finds Cole’s hoodie discarded over the (clean) chair. It picks the man up before walking over, grabbing the hoodie before placing the man in the chair, whose face twists a bit from the soreness.

The monster then gestures for Cole to lift his arms above his head before pulling the hoodie down his body. 

“Thanks” Cole rubbed one of his eyes with a paw as he yawned, truly tired from the amount of fucking he endured as he pushes his arms out in front of himself. Making grabby motions with his paws.

Window huffs out a sound that’s reminiscent of laughter as it picks its human up and into its arms. Who immediately snuggles his face into its cold chest, melting further as it uses a claw to pat his head, paying special attention to scratch gently at his ears.

The room is soon filled with purring as Window walks towards the double doors leading outside before taking a right into a room with a couch that soon enlarges to fit Window’s size comfortably. Window then lays down, shifting Cole within its arms until it's satisfied he won’t fall or be uncomfortable himself as they both doze off.

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Window sat within the hotel lobby, ‘reading’ a book (something about human monster myths) that it took from the figure's library. It's head down in the book, but the pages aren’t turning. In fact, if you look closely you can see its eyes shooting in different directions every few seconds. Fully content to be seen as reading, but actually looking at Cole’s exposed ass while he jumps around chasing… something.

Said human is oblivious to this as he dashes around the room, jumping up and down as he tries to catch a moth between his paws. Bell jingling with every movement. His hoodie bounced with his movement, revealing a good portion of his butt before covering it again. Much to Window’s displeasure.

Though the true gold in Window’s eyes about Cole running around is the few times he trips over himself, nothing too dangerous, but the view of his ass is- dare it say it, heavenly.

The plush exterior with a soft, moldable look to it. The way its claws can just sink into the flesh and its squishy and jiggly texture just begging to be squeezed, slapped, or held. The way it just leaves the shadow wanting to play with it and never let go, most especially with the hidden gem between it.

A solid thump followed by a sniffle and bell jingle forces Window out of its fantasy as it looks over in worry. Only to freeze in place (if it could blush as the human’s did, it would be blushing extremely) at sight it was greeted with.

Cole’s legs near his head, hoodie bunched up towards his neck. Allowing full access view to the human’s soft dick touching his stomach while that delectable ass sticks up into the air, spread slightly to reveal a hint of its treasure.

The shadow is broken from its reverence as Cole shifts, falling onto his side before pushing himself up to his knees. Using the chair to stand up fully, before making his way over to the monster and sat on its knees.

“Cuddles.” Cole places his paws together, the beans squishing together as he looks at Window with a teary-eyed stare, ears lowered as he tries to make himself as cute as he possibly could.

The monster, swayed by his cuteness (and the feeling of a certain well known urge stirring within it) brings the neko into its arms, his face being pressed into its chest. Furry paws wrapped around its chest, Cole’s face pressing itself deeper into its chest as a low rumble starts up, before ascending to full on purring as he fully relaxes into its hold.

Cole’s comfort is slightly disturbed however, as he feels the arms around him reaching lower, until they inevitably land over his ass. Soft moans escape him as the hands grope them, spreading and releasing his cheeks as they softly clap from the act. Digging its claws into his soft mounds and even lightly slapping them, slowly causing his length to stiffen from the stimulation.

A familiar sort of pressure presses against his hole, his paws digging their claws into the shadow’s back as it slowly inserts itself into his hole. Easily pushing away any sort of resistance he could muster up until it's already halfway in, hands gripping his cheeks with a tight grip.

The dick doesn’t hilt, pulling out at the halfway mark slowly. Dragging itself out in a painfully agonising way, bumping over his prostate and causing him to moan. Claws digging further into the shadow’s back, enough to draw blood on a normal human as his arms tighten around the shadow’s torso as it starts inserting itself within him in that same painfully slow way.

The man arches his back as the length continues past the halfway mark, moaning as it presses itself straight against his prostate. The hands gripping his butt begin to move, slowly fondling both of his cheeks while simultaneously pulling them apart, revealing to all the sight of his hole being stretched around the monster's cock (if there was anyone there besides the two anyway).

Cole’s purrs start getting louder, along with his moans as the shadow forces him down. Dick spears his hole and imprints itself in his stomach as it finally hilts, causing him to shiver and shake from the slow insertion that forced him to experience every single bit of pleasure it could give him.

The monster’s hands finally let go of his ass, granting them mercy as they stop being spread to their limit. The hands grope his body, moving up his hips to stomach, feeling up everything it could get its hands on slowly as if his body was a treasure of the highest value. The hands grip onto the ends of his hoodie, pulling them up and trying to expose the rest of his body properly, requiring his full cooperation to take them off that he’s unwilling to give. As that means letting his grip go from around the monster’s torso, which he doesn’t want to do for even a second.

Window reaches a standstill. It wanting to take off its partner’s hoodie so it won’t get dirty, and Cole not at all wanting to let go of his grip upon its back.

It eventually manages to release its back from Cole’s death grip (via multiple head pats and one-sided conversation promises) to take his hoodie off of him, not even a second later it finds those same claws digging themselves back into its back. This time actually feeling a bit of pain as they dig deep into its shadowy skin (which shouldn’t be possible since it’s made out of shadow, but it's boyfriend is just special like that).

Window rolls its hips upwards, shoving its fully hilted dick even deeper in the neko’s hole. Being rewarded by the feel of him shivering and claws digging deeper. Its hands move back down towards the man’s ass, one gripping a cheek while the other lands by the base of Cole’s tail.

A tail which immediately tries to wrap around said hand, before trembling and falling limp as the hand pulls its base. Causing Cole to shiver and forcing his butt out even more as his tail is held around Window’s hand in an iron grip, before crying out and digging his claws into its back when it is harshly pulled. A breathy, shaky lust and pain filled sigh escapes him.

The grip on his ass tightens, Cole’s walls squeezing down on its length when his tail is pulled. Like a puppet on a string, taut when pulled, slack when not. Window can’t help itself as it abuses this, harshly pulling Cole’s tail at every opportunity it can. Enjoying the way his insides squeeze and massage its length, frosty precum spilling into Cole’s guts.

Its other hand isn’t idle either, groping and pulling at the cheek it has access too. Even spanking it on occasion, leaving it nice and red. In consequence of seeing how red only one is, the shadow moves its hand over to the other, spanking it even harder. Only when both of them were red as can be, was Window satisfied enough to leave them alone as it resettled its grip on one cheek.

It finally decided to up the speed as it pulls out, only to thrust back in harder. Pulling at Cole’s tail harshly as it thrusts into his insides faster and swelling his stomach outwards with each thrust. Cole moans loudly at the feeling of his prostate being stimulated so suddenly and the pleasure coming from his pulled tail as he digs his claws deeper into Window’s back, leaving deep marks that leak a small amount of inky substance. 

Window slams its cock harder into the neko, leaving him trembling from the rough treatment as his eyes grow foggy. Moaning into his lover’s chest as it abuses his ass with no mercy, attacking all of his sensitive spots all at once as white hot pleasure makes its way through his body. Spit drooling from his mouth that won't stay closed from the massive amount of pleasure his body is enduring, filling the room with his moans and the lewd sounds of shadowy flesh pounding flesh.

Window looks down at its partner. The unfocused look in his eyes as it fills with tears, face flushed as spit drools from a corner of his mouth that’s constantly releasing the moans it drinks in as if they were the purest of Ambrosia. The feeling of his dick rubbing against its stomach as it constantly squirts out precum, the  way his body squeezes down on its length with every harsh yank of his tail. The claws digging their way into its back in response to the pure, overwhelming pleasure that it inflicts on his body and the way his stomach distends with every full hilt of its length.

The sight and feeling of its human becoming such a submissive mess for it, and only it, causes the urge within it to grow and grow. With every moan, and pleasuring squeeze as it only gets bigger and bigger. The urge to pump all of its frosty, chilly seed within Cole’s stomach, the urge to make it grow until it’s big and round. The urge to make him a moaning, begging mess.

The urge to breed him. To watch as its sperm takes and his body to bear its children (which it knows won’t happen, but a part of it wants to so desperately try anyway).To thrust itself into the deepest parts of his body and leave a mark that’ll never disappear, a mark that makes him know that he belongs to it.

And it to him.

The shadow is forced out of its thoughts by the feeling of pressure on its shoulder. Realising that there’s a distinct lack of the moans it loves so much, but instead replaced by more muffled ones, it looked back down. Only to see its lover, ear lowered and tears streaming down his puffed up cheeks as his fangs bite into its shoulder blade. The feeling of his tongue on its shoulder, licking up anything he can touch.

It pulls his tail even harsher than the other times, and pounds into him even faster in response. Vibrations hitting its shoulder from the muffled moans it causes, even then as the neko refuses to let go. Claws digging into its back and fangs clamping down even further from the pleasure and pain.

Window can see the eyes clouded in lust drown even further, a certain tell in the way his ears and tail quiver that he’s reaching climax. Feeling a bit cheeky (and overtaken by the urge to see its lover shake and writhe in pleasure), it removes its grip on Cole’s ass to palm his cock, taking great pleasure in the way his eyes widen in pleasure confusion as its hand stays still. Pulling on his tail to offset the bucks of his hips to deny the climax he so desperately seeks and watching him become a puddle of purely denied lust as his red rimmed eyes release even more tears from being denied.

It’s worth the feeling of claws making ribbons out of its back, and fangs trying to tear a chunk out of its flesh. Just to see that look of pure lust on its partners. Pure want while he desperately tries to get himself off, only to be denied each and every attempt Hips trying to buck into its grip but being pulled back each and every time by a harsh pull of his tail.

It pounds its cock into his ass harder and faster, this time deliberately ignoring his prostate and feeling the whine that is released into its shoulder because of the action. The bell around his neck releasing soft jinglings in applause, and the way his body squirms in complete and utter submissive yet desperately wishes for that overwhelming feeling of release that it denies him. 

Soon enough, from the squirms and squeezes running up and down its length as it slams its entirety into its lover, the sight of his tear stricken face and lust clouded eyes, the feeling of the fangs and claws digging into its skin. Can it feel the nearing of its own climax as frosty precum floods Cole’s depth, making way and preparation for the chilling tsunami about to claim his ass.

Cole can tell so as well, based on the way his fangs dig deeper into its skin and claws making deeper ribbons out of its back. The way he tries harder and harder to thrust into its hand only to be pulled by again and again by his tail as his eyes produce more tears. 

The shadow slams itself inside faster and faster, still ignoring its partner's prostate in favour of denying his climax before a particularly harsh and sharp thrust signals the finale . Its cock spears his hidden gem, reaching Cole’s deepest depths that grows taut before finally releasing all of its bounty to the very last drop. Cum flooding his stomach in the first shot and swelling his stomach in an attempt to contain all of the frosty goodness it can.

His taut ass squirming and squeezing throughout the entirety of its climax, wanting to milk all of its cum out to the very last drop. Which it did, before the flood ends when its length finally can’t shoot out anymore as it removes its dick slowly. Dragging its length along his walls covered in its black and cold spunk that drips from his ass when it finally removes itself fully.

The neko trembles, body exhausted from the rough treatment and the feeling of cum dripping from his ass, yet still drowning in lust from being so near yet so far from his own climax. Tears falling from closed eyes, trailing down his cheeks and landing on its shoulder. Mixing with the liquid leaking from its wound as he licks at it.

Claws still deep within its back as his body throws a desperate plea for releasing with every denied buck of his hips. Sniffles reach its hearing as it moves its tongue to lap at the tears, removing the hand over his cock to gently remove his trembling arms and push at his stomach. Forcing all of its cum to burst and bubble out of his ass before he finally stops biting at its shoulder blade.

The shadow lifts the neko by the arms, drinking in his unfocused expression, the drool dripping from his mouth, and the way his hips buck into the air, before placing him back first onto the ground. Paws falling by his head as he looks at it with lust, confusion, and pure need.

Its hands grip his legs, lifting them into the air before his own cock is aiming straight at his face. A hand wraps around it, forcing a low moan out of him as a finger prods at his gaping hole. The hand around his cock pumps up and down slowly, taking its time as one finger rubs at his cock’s head, smearing it and spreading around his precum. 

The hand at his hole starts working its way in, slowly and gently caressing his sensitive walls smeared in cum before finding his prostate. He moans loudly at the feeling of it being pressed lightly, tail lashing in the air before finding purchase by wrapping itself around Window’s arm. 

Cole can’t even think as he’s slowly brought over the edge by the ministrations provided by his lover, precum dripping from around its finger and landing on his face as his ass squeezes and squirms around the fingers inside it. Body operating on base instincts along as his mind is drowned in lust.

Streaks of his own gooey cum lands on his hair, face, chest, and stomach. His balls churning as they finally release his seed out into the open, his ass trying to milk the fingers inside it for cum as his upper body becomes covered in cum.

His open mouth filling and tasting his own seed as the hand holding up his leg is removed, his body falling back to rest on the shadow’s own as he looks into its eyes. The hand rests in his cum covered hair, slowly scratching at his ears before he shallows, a salty taste lingering in his mouth from his own cum as leans into the touch.

The fingers drag along his walls before finally being removed with a wet and sloppy sounding pop. His body is no longer being supported as it falls onto the carpet before a shadow falls over it.

Cole’s eyes closed as a wet tongue makes its way over his body, starting from his cum slick hair down to his unhardening length.

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Window huffed, the small blast of air landing onto its lover’s head and swaying strands of Cole’s hair as his ears twitched. A head against its chest as its lover’s eye droops, a small yawn escaping his lips as he brings a paw up to rub his eyes.

The shadow raised its hand, placing it between the man’s ears as it pats his head, alternating between it and scratching at the two furry ears upon his head. Cole melted right into a puddle, his paws trying to find purchase before loosely wrapping them around Window’s torso. A soft, but continuous purring emanates from Cole’s throat as he rubs his face further into the shadow’s chest.

Window looks up, looking around the room before finding the discarded hoodie on the carpet. Thankfully still clean enough to wear as it grabbed the piece of clothing with its other hand before nudging its human until he looked up.

Cole blinked, eyes blurry as sleep threatens to drag him under before darkness covers his vision. Cole scrambles, tired mind trying to figure out why he can’t see but before he can place his paws on the object, the object gets pulled down over his face as he looks at the amused face of his monster lover.

The shadow raises his arms, his body replying in compliance as the hoodie is fully placed over his torso and then some as cool arms wrap around his waist to press him closer to a cold body not a second later.

The neko sighed, muscles relaxing as he leaned further into the shadow’s embrace. Purring picking back up as he finally succumbs with only the feeling of arms securing him and a sense of safety before slipping off to sleep.

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Its hands gripped an ass cheek gently, spreading them as its eyes darted straight to the delectable sight of the pink, winking hole revealed to it as its owner released a soft whimper.

A long, inky black tongue dripping with saliva falls from the shadow’s mouth as the neko below it squirmed, the cold liquid dripping onto his asshole unobstructed, causing it to shine.

The man below can only squirm in place as more and more of the monster’s chilled saliva drips onto his pucker, only to then trail down and touch his balls, causing him to shiver as more small whimpers fall from his mouth.

A squeak leaves his mouth as a weight settles between his cheeks as a light pressure is pressed against the space around his wet, twitching hole. Feather light, but insistent, presses that leave him whimpering just a little louder as his tail lashes in the air.

The length around his pucker switches to giving long, wet licks from his balls all the way to the underside of his tail. His ass raises into the air a bit, both part of the monster's efforts and his own lust as his whimpers turn to needy moans.

Another lick causes the man’s back to arch as his ass lifts higher into the air as consequence, pushing him further into the monster’s face as it gives him another lick. His cock twitching in pure need as his furred limbs tremble. 

The tongue descends down from the underside of his tail, adding even more of its chilled saliva to the trail as it passes over his pucker again before coming to a stop at his balls. The tongue lapping gently at the sack, as if to coax out the precious deposit of baby batter.

Or, alternatively, just not satisfied and wanting to give the pouch special attention to leave it shining just like his asshole.

He moans again as the tongue laps all over his balls, as if marking its territory on every crevice it can on his body before it lifts his balls up, as if trying to decide how much of his sperm is currently filling it by feeling alone.

The man can only release a sigh of relief (and slight disappointment) as the tongue finally decides to move on from his gonads, before his breath hitches as a gentle but insistent pressure is known at his backdoor.

Demanding to be let in.

Cole, a man turned half monster, weak to his boyfriend's sexual advances entirely. Falls easily under the pressure as one of his paw's claws at the cushion beneath him, his claws gripping into the fabric as the other is placed over his mouth as he tries- and fails, to hold down another moan.

Its tongue glides through his pucker easily, lapping at each and every corner it's able to, pressing at certain places that causes the neko’s cock to jump violently and his ass to grind back into the shadow’s face.

Pressing a slight protrusion causes an especially loud muffled moan to force itself out of the man as his back arches even further, his cock twitching violently, his tail trembling and falling onto the monster’s head as his mind drowns in white hot pleasure.

Another press causes his mind to bend, unable to stay intact and another press happens in the same second. His paw falls from his mouth as he moans loudly, drool trailing down the corner of his mouth as he shivers and shakes violently in place.

The tongue goes slack inside him.

The man lets out a confused mewl at that, trying to urge the creature behind him to continue before looking back.

Glowing white eyes meet teary, lust filled red as the man whines. Pushing his ass back in silent request for it to continue. It, in response, moves the hands on the man’s ass up towards his hips instead, laying a loose hold on them as it stares into Cole’s eyes.

The half monster presses his ass against the monster's face again, trying to get the monster's tongue moving once more, but it still refuses to move. All he can do is whimper at the chilly, slimy length filling his ass as he desperately grinds himself against the monster’s face.

Trying to fuck himself on the monster’s own tongue as his head falls back onto the cushion below, hips rolling against the monster’s face for even the slightest relief as small whimpers escape him.

The length inside him finally moves, going slowly as it retreats from the man’s depths, giving one last, hard, lick at his prostate that turns his limbs to jelly before it finally slips out of his pucker. 

A whine involuntarily makes itself known from the half monster’s throat as his tailhole winks from being emptied, as if trying to close around a phantom length.

Window pulls its face from between the half monster’s ass, a trail of its saliva the only connection to the sweet little star before it breaks. The shadow stops, considering if it should give in to the urge to back down and taste more of its lover before with no small amount of effort deciding not to.

A small thud catches its attention as a fluffy, long black tail lands beside its lover, twitching weakly as its owner shivers from pleasure, and the feeling of air hitting the cold, clear liquid all over his backside.

The monster sits still, waiting for its lover to regain his bearings. Only when his shivering is reduced too little to none, his needy whimpers growing even more so, and his paw unclenching from its place within the fabric does it finally make use of its hands held loosely over the man’s hips.

Furred legs kick out weakly from the sudden lack of a surface beneath as his tail hangs limp, his paws gripping onto the hands at his waist tightly as his slurred mind tries to place itself back into order.

The half monster shivers as his back hits the cold chest of his lover’s, its lengthy tongue lapping one side of his neck as he relaxes in its hold, furred paws dangling in the air just like his tail as a deep rumble starts up in his chest.

Unnoticed through his haze of content, a hand lowers down to his saliva dripping pucker, drawing lazy circles around the wet star before a thick digit (Just a bit thicker than two of Cole’s own fingers) plunges inside, inserting itself easily into the unguarded and dripping wet hole.

Its other hand turns him around on its digit, setting his nerves alight with pleasure before letting go, his entire body being supported with just one hand as another thick finger joins the other inside him.

His hands instinctively latch around the monster’s neck as he rubs his head against the underside of its chin, his dick leaking onto the monster's palm as it trembles from the cold.

Cole rolls his hips back, moving in time with the creature to push its fingers deeper inside him. The half monster can only squirm and pant into the shadow’s neck while his pucker tries to suck the invading digits deeper inside him, lewd, wet noises accompanying each and every movement.

Its thick, shadowy digits explore his depths, pressing the same area’s it did with its tongue to get a specific reaction. Watching the smaller half monster squirm, pant, whimper and moan as it spreads the neko’s ass open on occasion, the thin strands of saliva making the sight all the more enticing.

The monster tilts the smaller’s head up by his chin, drinking in his expression. His red eyes glazed over by lust and shining with unshed tears, his mouth gaping open as drool trails down the corner of his mouth while he softly pants.

The monster licks on his cheeks gently, eliciting small giggles from the man as it leaves a trail of saliva behind on his cheek, the monster then licks the other cheek, the corners of his eyes until it finally pushes itself tongue against the half monster’s lips, gently prodding to ask for entry.

Entry which is easily given.

The creature’s tongue explores the man’s mouth, licking each corner and crevice it can reach before giving a gentle lick to the roof of his mouth- a spot it knows makes the smaller monster weak, and just as expected, the smaller shivers intensely from the added stimulation.

Its lengthy, inky black tongue dominates the other easily, muffled moans trying to escape into the open air as its larger, more prehensile tongue curls and uncurls around the man’s smaller one, leading it into a silent dance before it moves deeper. Pushing past the neko’s uvula.

The air escapes him as the tongue delves into his throat, making him squirm at the odd and new sensation before he moans again, ears lowering even further onto his head at the feeling of a third digit entering his hole, spreading it even wider as his tail lashes out and tries to curl around nothing in pleasure.

The monster finally removes its tongue from the man’s throat, a thin strand of saliva the only thing connecting their tongues, Cole’s tongue flops onto his lower lip, gasping in pleasure and panting like a bitch in heat as he starts to grind himself on Window’s hand.

The sight of its lover panting, small whimpers and moans escaping his mouth, his legs dangling on either side of its hand as he grinds his dick onto the space he can while simultaneously thrusting himself back onto its fingers. The lust glazed eyes and trembling ears while looking at it in pure need, almost causes its willpower to snap.

Almost.

Instead, it (with some effort) removes its fingers from Cole’s hole, leaving the man whimpering from the sudden emptiness and moving one hand to his hip, and then moving the other to the other side, lowering the smaller monster down onto its leg as the man flops forward, his face flopping just below its chest as his paws weakly wrap around the bigger monster in a loose hold.

A weight settles just under his tail, as not even a second later it wraps around the limb. He releases small, needy whimpers as he pushes against the hand over his ass, chasing that feeling of fullness as his cock twitches and his legs tremble, unable to contain his need as he starts moving.

The shadow watches- and feels , as the man starts grinding himself against its leg, so desperate for release as his pre makes a wet spot on its leg, starting to move faster and faster while his moans and whimpers get louder, his loose hold tightening around it from the stimulation.

It dutifully wills its cock to stay in its shadowy depths as it knew as soon as it came out, it wouldn’t be able to hold itself back from absolutely ruining the smaller monster in front of it and gaping that small hole between the man’s soft and squishy cheeks, so much that it’ll never be able to close again. It, instead, settles for adding three of its digits back into the man’s needy and twitching hole. 

All at once.

It feels how the neko tightens near-instantly around its digits as he gasps loudly, back arching so much and so quickly that the monster is concerned that it would break from the stress, its worries unfounded as the man quickly pushes himself back onto the fingers spreading him open. All the way to the to its knuckles before moving back to its fingertips and repeat.

His cock releasing even more pre as it twitches violently from the way the man fucks himself on the monster’s fingers. His moans and whimpers are no longer small as they increase drastically in volume, managing to dominate the room over any other noise as the bigger monster watches, its willpower barely managing to hold on to the sight of its lover using its fingers and leg for his own pleasure.

It just barely manages to look up from the sight, heavily panting (even though it doesn’t need to breathe) as it tries to desperately wrestle its urges under control and not submit itself to lust just yet. To distract itself, it decides to stare at a particularly and suddenly very interesting spot on the wall in front of it.

Just as a very familiar eye blinks into existence on it.

The shadow monster goes rigid as the eye instantly zeroes in on it, before making the mistake of looking down and freezing in place for a few minutes before slowly, ever so slowly dragging its pupil back up towards its face.

The only response it can give is to morph its face into a very, very smug expression.

The eye then disappears as fast as it came, no doubt the master of it having received the very exact and explicit image of what was happening in very real time.

Suitably distracted, and no longer feeling like it would destroy the nekoman’s hole as soon as its dick comes out, it looks back down and removes the fingers from the man’s hole and removing his tail from its arm, slightly disheartened and almost wavering from the disappointed and very needy and long whimper that is released as consequence.

It holds firm however as its spreads the man’s cheeks- unable to help itself from a few gropes along the way (also helped by how he pushed himself into its hands expectantly), causing his hole to stretch as a result, leaving him panting in need and practically begging without words as its cock finally manifests between his cheeks before it lets go of them.

The two soft, exquisite mounds of flesh slapping its length from both sides as the half monster immediately starts to grind himself up and down the top side of its length, his whimpers somehow managing to turn even more needy.

The man looks up, his expression full of desperate want and need for its cock to be thrust into his hole, his body practically begging as he presses his ass back onto its length even further.

It, in response, grips the man’s legs to an almost painful degree, his back hitting it as he’s turned and shoving him onto its cock all the way past half of its length in one smooth movement, in the span of a single second.

The smaller monster moans loudly, mind blanking from the monstrously long and thick cock being shoved inside of him so roughly, his stomach being forced to bulge outwards just to make more room as his prostate is pressed so hard, he almost cums.

The man shivers intensely, his cock twitching violently as thick precum flies from its tip. The monster itself releases a hoarse, loud groan at the hole clenching submissively around its length, almost cumming right then and there and it's not even at the base yet.

Only when the rest of the monster’s cock disappeared into his bowels did he cum. Releasing a loud moan to announce his climax as thick ropes of cum fly from his tip and onto the ground below, his insides clenching down on the creature to an almost painful degree as his mind is consumed by white hot pleasure.

Window grunts, willing itself to not cum just yet (and almost failing) from the orgasmic tightness and the sight of its lover being reduced to such a needy bitch all thanks to its own efforts. Its hands move from the back of Cole’s legs to the front as it forces him even further down the base of its monstrous cock, sending him straight into another orgasm.

The monster inhales harshly, willing its hands to force the neko down and keep him there until it manages to call itself down properly.

…Which becomes increasingly difficult as the small monster releases a series of small, begging whimpers and small rolls of his hips, trying to entice the bigger monster to fuck him senseless. 

Now, Window is a strong monster, both in mind and body. But hearing the needy whimpers and pants of its lover as he’s spread atop his monstrous length all the way to the base, suffering and clenching down on it from the series of light orgasm after light orgasm…

…Is suddenly making it very weak.

To rectify this problem, it spares a hand from its lover’s thigh to move upwards, caressing parts of his body and pulling on his nipple (That sends the man on a whole other level of needy moans), before finally reaching his face and- unceremoniously, shoves its fingers inside his mouth.

Releasing a relieved sigh as the man immediately switches to sucking the digits, eyes half lidded and unseeing with only the occasional small whimper or moan managing to make itself known.

 Which is slightly less taxing on its willpower, but only slightly. Quickly, it manifests a long, scaly tail that wraps around the neko’s waist as it uses its now free hand to pet and scratch at the smaller monster’s head.

Which has the immediate effect of somehow relaxing the half monster even more and a deep rumble to force itself out of the man. Watching its adorable lover sucking on its fingers, the occasional soft moan or whimper that manages to escape, the drool at the corner of his mouth, the half lidded unseeing gaze and the way he clenches around its cock from yet another orgasm. The shadowy beast could only think.

Yea, this is life.

A few minutes earlier

The goop monster goes rigid. The exact scene being relayed to its mind in extreme detailed, all the way from the desperate mess of the human to the extremely self-satisfied, smug and borderline mocking (in it's not so humble opinion) on the other monster’s face.

The rage it felt was so much that it threatened to almost collapse from its somewhat humanoid form, its black substance dripping from its still body as its pupil turned to a pinpoint from anger.

It managed to wrestle its emotions back under control after a few minutes as its body no longer threatened to turn into a puddle of goop. Only, and only then did the second hand embarrassment and shame from intruding on such a sight hit it full force.

That time it melted straight into a puddle in shame, only to then quiver in shameful anger the next second.

This is all that smug jerk’s fault.

Present time

Window finally couldn’t hold itself back anymore, the orgasm tight contractions around its dick, the sucking of its digits as well as the small moans and whimpers, with the sight of watching its lover orgasm again and again.

The thin strand representing its willpower trembles, and ultimately snapes the next second as its mind is consumed by the overwhelming urge to breed and turn the smaller, submissive monster into its personal cock holster.

It doesn’t pull out as it stands to its full height, leaving the neko’s only support to be its dick and the tail around his waist before it slams the man down onto the cushions roughly, pulling back all the way to the tip, and then slamming with no less than its full strength back into the half monster’s depths.

Leaving him nothing but a moaning, mindless mess as monstrous length is forced inwards and out of his depths to no regards for his own pleasure as he cums again. His tail resting limb and twitching, his legs nothing but jelly and his paws scratching into the cushions.

Mass amounts of its chilly precum mixes with the leftover spit inside of its lover, allowing it to glide in and out of the half monster’s depths with a jackhammer-like intensity. Mind consumed by its overwhelming lust to breed and claim its lover like some kind of wild animal.

The man himself is reduced to only being able to create loud whimpers and pants as the feeling of his guts being rearranged with each and every thrust enough to leave his mind less of a man and pushing forward the more instinctual urge to submit.

His face is suddenly filled with black as he's turned around, the pounding he’s receiving not stopping for even a moment before his knees are bent forward right besides his head. His cock slapping up and down onto his stomach as he’s treated to the sight of the shadow’s monstrously thick length spreading his tailhole open again and again.

The man turned half monster is reduced to being nothing more than a bitch in heat with a desperate need for release as his mind breaks, paws somehow managing to find their way to the monster's back and clawing into its shadowy skin.

This just urges it on even more, thrusting into and pulling out of its bitch even faster than before as it manipulates its body once more, an extremely thick bulb of flesh manifesting at the base of its cock as it feels a furry length curling around its leg.

The smaller half monster’s stomach quickly becomes coated in a mixture of pre and cum as another orgasm wracks his body, the rough and quick pounding breaking his mind even further with the added pressure from the monster’s knot demanding to be let inside of him before he’s at a sudden loss for breath.

Window thrusts one last time, this time rougher than the others as it forces its knot into Cole’s tailhole, both of them watching as it starts to spread his hole wide. The very tip of the knot breaking past his hole and moving onto the middle- and thickest part, before even that too forces itself inside him and soon enough, the entire thing is swallowed up and clenched submissively by Cole’s hole.

The monster above is finally fully consumed by lust as it cums- and cums hard, the chilly, thick substance filling him to the brim in the very first shot as even more forces itself inside of him. His already bulged stomach rounding out from the excessive amount of cum shooting inside of him. Not even a single drop escaping him thanks to the massive seal pushing straight against his prostate.

All he can do is moan and whimper helplessly in pleasure as he cums yet again.

20 minutes later

Cole desperately gulps down the offered cup of water, his sore throat finding relief from the cool, refreshing liquid as he lets out a soft sigh of contentment, placing it down on the- suddenly there, side table before flopping back onto his rightful place on his boyfriend’s chest.

The monster itself stares at him in plain worry as it wraps its arms around his waist, bringing him forward to nuzzle his face in a clear attempt at an apology. The man releases a soft sigh, wriggling himself out of the monster's hold as he (lightly) smacks a paw down onto Window’s face.

Laying back down onto the monster’s chest, he rubs his head against the underside of its chin and releases a content purr. His body relaxes as he quickly falls into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

 Window loops its arms around the small of the smaller’s back as he nuzzles his chin down onto its lover’s head, right between his two ears before it too, joins him in slumber.

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Guiding Light blew out of its nose heavily, mouth screwed shut as it tried to choke down any noise trying to work its way from its throat. Ethel’s hands roamed across his body, sending shivers down his spine at every little touch, its wings puffed up unintentionally as it gripped onto the human’s shirt.

Ethel’s hands roamed lower, slowly moving from its chest to its stomach and down to its legs. One of them stayed near the spirit’s crotch, while the other descended to rub and knead at its leg, a sharp intake of breath left the Light as it felt its member be surrounded by warmth. Its hold on the human’s shirt tightened, a bit unsure and entirely out of its depths as the man’s hand began to move up and down slowly.

The Light’s legs instinctively tried to close in on themselves, thwarted by the hand on its right leg and leaving it in a rather odd position and with none of the shelter it so sought. An unknown feeling forced a whimper from the back of its throat as something wet was slowly coaxed out by the gentle, gradual pumping.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?”

The spirit felt its face flush with excess light, eyes glancing anywhere but the human’s own as its length became coated with that wet yet sticky version of its light. It tried to close its legs again, once again thwarted as it felt its stomach slowly tying itself into some kind of knot while soft wet sounds came from the hand wrapped around its dick.

Unconsciously, its hips thrusted upwards as a thumb slowly rubbed along the tip of its member. The spirit tried to bite back moans as it felt itself rising to some sort of edge, its mind slowly being hazed by lust while its wings trembled with every pump.

Only when it was close to that unseen edge was it released, a needy whimper forcing itself out of its throat before it could be stomped down as a pre slicked finger pressed against its hole. Its grip tightened on reflex as the finger slowly pushed forwards. The digit worked slowly in and out of the Light’s hole while it clenched, trying in vain to deny the entry and causing the spirit to whimper again. Unused to this kind of fullness and having its hole stretched.

The man inserted another finger, and the light hissed from the way its hole burned slightly from the stretch. The man pressed a light kiss onto the Light’s inner thigh in apology.

“Shh, you’ll get used to it.”

The spirit tried to relax as much as it could, lessening some of the resistance as the fingers inside slowly spread its hole open and then slowly pulled back. Ethel licked his lips at the sight of the spirit’s hole twitching and placed his hand back over Guiding Light’s cock, slathering an abundance of pre-light over his fingers and slowly inserting them inside the spirit again. Ethel’s thrusted his fingers down to his knuckles and pulled to the tips of his fingers as soon as the spirit’s hole loosened up.

“You’re doing so good for me dove.”

The heat in the Light’s face burned with a vengeance, shivers wracking the spirit’s body as it brought a wing over its face. Unfortunately an effort in vain as not a second later the wing gently moved from over its face with gentle caresses. 

“Please don’t hide, let me see your beauty, my little bluebird.” A light kiss was planted over the spirit’s left eye and the Guiding Light shivered as another finger was inserted into its hole. The hand over the spirit’s wing moved gently, roaming over its surface and treating the feathers like they were a treasure of the highest degree.

Ethel removed his hand, causing the Light to whine at the loss before it felt something hot and hard against its own member as the man gripped its chin gently. Tilting the Light’s head upwards a bit and capturing its lips in a kiss, soon after a tongue pries at them in hopes of finding entry only to be denied. Ethel thrusted his hips, causing the spirit underneath him to let out a moan from the friction between their two members and he quickly pushed his tongue into the other’s mouth.

The man’s tongue explored the spirit’s mouth, feeling every nook and crevice before intertwining his tongue with the Light’s own. He grinded his cock against the Light’s member, feeling the spirit shivering and twitching underneath his body and using his hands he guided the other’s legs to wrap around his hips before moving his hips back until the tip of his dick poked against the entrance of Guiding Light’s hole.

The spirit gasped into the man’s mouth as Ethel’s cock entered its hole, slowly pushing forwards with a small pop. It slowed down when it felt it couldn’t take anymore yet never ceased its movement until Ethel’s hips clapped softly against the spirit’s ass. The cock stayed there for a few moments, letting the spirit adjust before pulling out to the tip and sliding back in.

A moment later Ethel pulled his cock back out and thrusted forwards, no longer going slow as he thrusted his cock in and out of the Light’s hole. The man sucked on the spirit’s tongue, who was too pacified to offer up any form of resistance as pleasure coursed through its body. Suddenly, everything went fuzzy as a course of blinding, hot white pleasure coursed through the spirit’s entire body.

Its member twitched wildly as jets of light shot out of its tip.

The human pulled back with a chuckle and licked his lips. “Looks like I found your sweet spot, bluebird.” A mischievous glint entered his eyes as he pulled his hips back to the tip. “Really hoping you can sing like one too.” He thrusted forward, ebbing and flowing over the Spirit’s prostate and causing moans to spill from its mouth as its half-hard member was back to full rigidity.

Soon after, it climaxed, light shooting from its tip and then again just a few minutes later. Continuous orgasm after orgasm, with some happening in the midst of another and it’s body was too weak from the pleasure to any but moan, shiver and twitch.

One last, hard thrust into the Light’s ass and Ethel climaxed. Filling it’s ass with cum and staying there for a moment before pulling out and watching his seed trickle out of a twitching hole.

“So,” Ethel began, breathing roughly as he looked down at the Light. “Do you know where my shotgun is?”

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Heyyyyyyyy..... It's me again I guess. Haven't been around for a while but, yea...

Never thought I would be doing something like this but here I am!

So, I'm just going to say that this shall be the, well, end of this fic thing.

Not really in the DOORs fandom anymore nor do I really have the inspiration to write more for this... So.

Yea.

That's it.

I guess.

Apologies to those that were looking forwards to another chapter.

But, well, eh.