Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Midnight Hour ❯ The Feel of Things ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter: The Feel of Things

 

Strax glanced back over his shoulder as more tears fell. He was confused as to why Midnight had stopped, then he noticed how different the man seemed to be. “M… Midnight?” The demon's blue eyes shifted down to lock onto Strax's. “Hmm?” Strax blinked back more tears, “Wha…what are you going to do?” he asked slowly. Midnight grinned and clamped his hands down on the teen's ass, giving both cheeks a painful squeeze. The sound of the boy's yelp caused Midnight to chuckle lightly. He leaned down to run his tongue up Strax's neck to his cheek, “I'm going to give what you want, my little bitch in heat.”

 

“N…no… I don't want to do this anymore… p..please Midnight, let me g-AH!” Strax pleaded as much as he could before he felt a sharp pain run up his spine. Midnight snapped his hips up, sending Strax's own hips off the bed. The man was in deep. Midnight pressed harder, using the boy's ass as a cushion. `Just as I thought… the boy was already lubed up… meaning his ready…' Midnight thought and leaned forward against. This time he dipped his tongue into the teen's ear before whispering, “Is this what you wanted to feel?” As soon as the question was asked, Midnight pulled out quickly and snapped his hips up into Strax hard earning a pleasing scream from the boy.

 

Strax whimpered, burying his face into the pillow as he began to sob more. Midnight narrowed his eyes before reaching under their bodies and ran his finger gently over the boy's nipple. Strax's eyes widened and a soft moan escaped his lips instead of pathetic sobs. Midnight began at a quick, rough pace… sending the teen jerking and gripping at the sheets with one hand while the other pressed against the headboard to avoid having his head bashed against it. “You like it now? You like it soooo much, little bitch!” The sound of skin slapping sounded in the teen's head, along with his heartbeat.

 

Midnight shifted and forced the boy to lift his ass into the air as he continued to pound away at the virgin hole. This gave the demon easy access to the teen's weeping cock. Strax finally lifted his upper half and took the edge of the headboard in his hands and glanced back over his shoulder at Midnight, “More… fuck me harder…” Midnight blinked slowly and took advantage of the situation and gripped Strax's hips and pulled him back hard with each upward thrust. The teen screamed loudly as his prostate was hit. “Just think… two more times…” Midnight panted as he leaned his head back and applied more force into his thrusts.

 

“Yesss…” the boy responded and hung his head to look at his erection and whimpered. Midnight noticed this and leaned over to rest his chin on Strax's shoulder, “Touch it…” the teen was more than happy to comply and reached down to grip his erection and began to pump in time with the thrusts. Two more times… two sessions like this should seal the fate of his race. The boy was young, too young at that, but his body was ready to procreate. That was all Midnight needed and it was a one in a million chance that he came across another hellhound. It just had to be his lucky week…

 

Midnight's thoughts were interrupted when he felt Strax's body clamp down on his cock. Strax tossed his head back and screamed as cum shot out to coat his stomach, hand, and the pillows. Midnight thrusted deep within the teen's body before, he too, came. Strax shivered at the feeling of warmth invade his insides as it reached to, what felt like, his stomach. He absently reached up to grip at his stomach before falling forward onto the bed. Midnight finished and sighed as he slipped out of the boy's body. He would give Strax some time to recuperate before they did it again. Midnight leaned his back against the headboard and reached over for his pack of cigarettes on the nightstand.

 

Strax gathered what strength he had and turned over to face the man who took his virginity. His large blue eyes were red from crying and his face was just an equal shade. Midnight puffed on his cig and glanced down, “Oh… don't think about going to sleep. We're not done yet.” Strax took a handful of the sheet and bared his teeth, “Why? Why does it feel so weird? Why does it hurt?” Midnight raised his eyebrow at the display and smirked, “Well… I found out that you're not a human….” Strax gasped and bit his lip, “What?! I had human parents!” “NO! You're a hellhound, Strax. You were bought just like me…” Midnight stared down at the foot of the bed as he continued to puff on his cigarette.

 

A growl escaped Strax as he quickly straddled Midnight's hips and wrapped his hands around the man's neck. “What are you going to do Strax? Kill me? And what's going to happen when you wake up with a swollen belly and no one to answer you? If anything, a bunch of hunters will find you and sell you to the slave auction.” Strax shook his head slowly as he began to cry again, “This whole time… I felt guilty… I thought they were my real parents…” Strax soon found himself burying his face in Midnight's chest and wrapped his arms around the larger man's body. Midnight only sighed and stared up at the ceiling as he waited for Strax to get it out of his system.