The palm on the back of his head pressed harder. Suddenly, it pulled his hair up tightly and began thrusting into his mouth. The brutal pace was constant–each movement as deep and hard as the last. With his mouth stuffed, his teeth scraped against it.
Catheris' eyes widened. His reddened face became fucked up with tears etched down his cheeks. He couldn't breathe at all.
It only stopped to let him breathe for a few seconds before ravaging his throat. The slick coating on his esophagus roughed up every time it thrust in deeper and further. Its' brutalness was visible as a large bulge went up and down his neck. Fuck. Was it really trying to fuck his throat raw–
Breathlessness hit him. He gasped for air desperately when it pulled his head up, only to be crushed when it forced his head back down. As it continued its onslaught relentlessly for its peak, he felt like a cocksleeve. His throat felt sore and his voice trembled from the agony. He had to be quiet in order to not hurt his voice, muffling his agony. It hurt to even swallow the pre-cum.
"Wai–wait," he hoarsely sputtered.
Oh saintesses. He'd been slapping on its thigh.
To his surprise it actually gave him a rest ...though he didn't know if it understood him anyways.
"Give me... a break for a bit–won't you?"
Catheris dropped his head down. Drool seeped down his slightly-parted lips as he panted for a few seconds. Until the hand pulled his hair up—making his head sting with pain– and slammed Catheris's head back down to fill his throat.
Oh. Oh fuck–
Its pace became concerningly more intense. Catheris shed tears from the sheer ruthlessness of it all, gagging. His pathetic moans became broken between the thrusting. But oddly enough, the asphyxiation was getting to his head; creating a strange numbing pleasure.
Catherus felt–no, knew it was getting closer. His mouth felt hot, He could feel it getting bigger and more desperate in its pace. It pressed his head down harshly, grinding into Catherisas it came in his throat. After it pulled out, it made even more of a mess by finishing with its hands quickly, lowly grunting as it let the rest of its load out on his face.
He blinked in confusion. Strings of cum drooped down on Catheris's long, fluttering eyelashes. Still feeling a bit hot, the sultry look on his face looked rather delicate. A pretty pink flushed beneath his skin. Cum webbed onto his hair and the thick pearls were oozing off of his cheek and dripping down the side of his orange-red lips. Instantly, he began to cup his mouth and spill it all out.
His eyes widened while stopping himself from playing around with its taste in his mouth. His eyes focused on the mess, the slick making a thin layer of sheen on his lips.
"Hah.. mnph."
Catheris wiped cum off the side of his mouth with his sleeve. Finally, he could breathe. Blinking, he vision focused.
Of course, he'd be a fool to think nothing else would happen.
"mmmph...!..! mn.."
He squinted his eyes shut at the sudden motion. At his lower half, a hand had slipped into his pants, tugging them down. Hoisting him up to its waist, it gripped desperately onto his thigh as it pushed him into the wall. With no balance, he unexpectedly found his arms wrapping themselves around the other's waist. The other hand's pointer finger traced down Catheris's spine, the claw pressing into the ridges. Shuddering, his bangs ruffled against the thing's chest. He had too many emotions and feelings he couldn't contain.
It promptly took it off Catheris's tie. Catheris tried to say something, but choked up. An expression of disarray painted over his face as his view became more obstructed than it already was before.
The next second, his very own tie ...was tied around his eyes. The ends flowed elegantly at the back of his head. His mouth went agape. He was too appalled to even attempt saying anything now. But he couldn't shake the uneasy feeling creeping up on him.
Now he couldn't even see...
?
Two fingers inserted inside him. The sensation didn't really feel like anything except for the constant painful stinging with the sudden intrusion of both of its fingers. He could feel the leather-clad claws, every single detail of them. They gently scraped against his walls, letting the sensation permeate across his whole body.
After Catheris had gotten accustomed, the demon pushed his limits even further and inserted a third—even a fourth. It was agonizingly slow in its work, focusing only on stretching him out. He just wanted to take the damned hand and do it himself if he could. But he had more dignity than that, he thought.
All that filled the cold air of the room was huffs and shallow whimpers.
Until the point came where Catheris could take more.
"Ah.. mn.."
And so came the fifth finger. Naturally its hand up to the wrist followed, sliding in with ease.
Catheris's pupils dilated and his mouth flung wide open. He tried to breathe in and brace himself. Drool dripped down the side of his lips leaving splotches on the floor in varying sized puddles. His head shook from the sudden overkill on his senses, thighs quivering.
In an attempt to hide his embarrassment, his hands went to cover his mouth–yet the large hands snapped to hold them together behind Catheris's back. Every time the fist pulled back slightly it pulled on his walls. He couldn't take it anymore, finally breaking loose of his last strand of composure. After that.. something cold entered him...
The slimy lube was cool. Instead of a sticky sugary feel, it was more like refreshing water. The coolness pricked him to the core and his insides were sopping wet. The brutal frequency had foamed up the lube. Catheris realized he'd been more sensitive after the slick of the slime entered him, more hot as well. The pit of his stomach felt like it was burning. As if he'd had an insatiable itch.
Saliva soaked into the collar of the shirt he was biting. If he became a broken down moaning mess, the echoes would ricochet off the waterpipes and the vibration would make his shaking legs give out.
It invaded the sensitive area of his neck. It slobbered saliva all over and made shallow bites–which set off waves of electricity, Catheris rolled his eyes back.
His own orgasm left him spasming. Finally breaking his arms away, he huffed muffled moans and gasps into his palm, tears flowing down his cheeks. Catheris felt insignificant as he squirmed to get himself off of the creature. It disregarded him–not stopping what it was doing for a second, and held him firmly in place.
From head to toe, Catheris's body was plagued with its touch. Each thrust felt sudden, without a break in between. And yet despite all the disregard for him, it felt insufferable without something inside him. His consciousness faded, melting into something needy. It felt like it was empty–too empty–as his ass contracted again and again from trying to close the gaping hole left from being molded to the pounding. He felt raw.
Something deep in his core screamed 'wrong, wrong, wrong–' His instinct was blaring to just get out. If only he could get calm enough to just think of something–nonetheless, the waves of concern were overridden by his mind absolutely melting into a state where he could not talk nor think coherently. He merely accepted everything as water vapor misted his eyes over into a complete daze.