Thirty-Six (Smut)

His breath rolled from his lips, trembling and heavy. It was almost so warm that it could be seen as white clouds that rose from his tongue.

His cock twitched inside your mouth. It was so large that you only managed to push down on him halfway until it hit the back of your throat.

You did not gag. At least not yet.

But the way his member reacted to the warmth and tightness of your mouth did make it fill with saliva pretty quick. It squeezed its way past the corners of your mouth, that were all wrapped around him, a little stretched already, and ran down his length until it seeped into the loose fabric of his underpants.

His hands still rested on his knees but struggled to remain still as you wrapped your tongue around him to play with the sensitive skin.

Finally, he failed to restrain himself. His hand lay on the back of your head to grab a fist full of hair. You fully expected him to push you down.

But he didn't. Instead, it felt like he kept you in place so that you wouldn't burden yourself with his size.

It was kind of a hit to your self esteem. So you decided to prove him wrong. As you pulled back, you sucked in a sharp breath and got down on him so far, that his tip pushed past the back of your throat.

A burning sensation cut off your airways and for a moment it felt like your throat was about to tear apart at its seams.

Suddenly, his hand pulled at your hair. You refused to release him, so he applied more force.

With a plopping sound his dick escaped from the warmth of your mouth. Small strands of saliva still connected your lips with his tip.

Tyr's eyes were clouded as you met his gaze. Your head was spinning and the lust made your middle flinch. It felt like something was about to run down your legs.

A moment passed in which he just stared at your face. His grip on your hair did not loosen.

"You make everything so easy for me...", it finally escaped him. "Everything but this."

His free hand reached around you to grab the hem of your pants and pull them down with such force that the fabric tore apart.

You did not care. It didn't matter. Not in this moment.

A chilly breeze caressed your skin. A moment later it was chased away by the heat that his touch caused on your skin. His long, slender fingers went to feel your entrance.

With a bit of pressure he pushed past it, just enough to be inside but not to cause any discomfort. Or pleasure. He twisted them, pushed your walls apart.

Impatiently, you sat up on your knees, your hands on his burning hot chest, while his dick pressed against your stomach, wet and hard.

Your yearning for him was written all over your face. And he himself seemed to be just as enchanted by this moment. It was visible in his eyes how he needed you.

But he was afraid. If there was something he did not wish it was to cause you harm. Especially not with his own body.

And yet. There was this urge, buried so deep inside of him, that wanted, no, needed to be with you. He wanted to devour you, become one and never separate again.

It was but an obsession of not only the mind but also his entire existence, every single cell of himself. He wanted to give himself to you.

And you gladly welcomed him.

With a soft smile on your face you pulled yourself up high enough to grab his face and pull him into a heated, wet kiss. His tongue broke through your lips to get a taste of your mouth.

As he was busy with how you tasted you grabbed his dick and positioned it between your legs. Your crotch touched his tip. The warmth made a pleasant layer of goosebumps grow all over your body.

In the back of your mind you knew that this would not be easy. And it would need some sacrifices. You were willing to.

Slowly, while still keeping him busy, you lowered yourself onto him. His tip touched your entrance, wet and a bit colder than expected.

His breath hitched, realisation made him stop.

But before Tyr could keep you off him you pushed all of your weight down on him.

The way his cock pushed your walls apart made you gasp with an equal amount of pain and surprise. It was partially your fault that your insides started to burn with tension since you had been impatient.

But his size wasn't without fault either. Even though you felt filled to the brim, you could still tell that he wasn't entirely inside.

"Don't.", his hands held you tight as you wanted to push further down on him. "This shall be enough for me."

Gently, he wrapped his arms around you and leaned back so that his back was against the wall, your chests pressed against each other.

You asked yourself what he wanted to do as his hips suddenly started moving.

His size was enough to make your insides burn. But as his hips rose, gently thrusting into you, your entire body felt like it was about to burst with pleasure.

Tyr was gentle. He knew very well that your size wasn't a match to his so he tried to best to keep himself down. But as you moved your hips as well, grinded against him, you could feel how his body wanted to turn touch.

His grip on you tightened. With his breath heavy and his forehead pressed against yours, he kept on pushing into you, right into the warmth that created a knot in the pit of your stomach.

You felt like you were already about to make a mess all over the two of you while his dick only twitched occasionally, aroused by the warmth and tightness of your walls.

You could feel and tell by his reaction that you were more than just choking him. And he was about to falter.

"Not yet...", you breathed into the crook of his neck to suck on the delicate skin. "I... wish to be with you for a little longer..."

His cock twitched just as he thrusted into you. As he did so, he hit a spot that earned him a moan that only made him swell inside even more.

Tears filled the corners of your eyes as he allowed himself to pick a slightly quicker pace.

Tension and pleasure mixed in the pit of your stomach. With your mouth wide open you clung to his shoulders while he kept on pounding.

You could feel all kinds of liquid dripping from your legs, down his uncovered length and into his lap. He did not care, not at all. The god of war was too busy slavering the pleasure of your body on his.

His breath got even heavier as you pushed yourself further down on him. He moved, his cock twitched and hit a spot that made you gasp.

In that very moment a wave of heat washed over your body. Every single muscle pulled together. Sighing, you let your eyes roll back.

Tyr failed to withstand the tightness of you any longer. With his jaw clenched, he thrusted into you a few times more before he couldn't hold it any longer and came right inside of you.

Thick, white seeds were squeezed out, unable to find space to settle with him still inside.

A cozy warmth spread in your chest as you rested your head under his chin.

"I'll take you whole next time...", you whispered, tired, your eyes heavy.

He smiled softly.

"No need. As many times as it takes.", he breathed a kiss to the top of your head. "I'll enjoy every single one."

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