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“I don’t know if this is a good idea.”
You’re impressed by Ricky’s composure. His cock is bright red, fur clumping together with sweat as his dick bobs with pulsing blood, already leaking precum.
“But I’ve been practicing so hard.” You whine, eyes darting between your boyfriends throbbing knot and the dildo half inside you, your hand slowly pushing it in and out. “I want it so bad, Ricky. Can’t we at least try?” The dild sinks to its base, fake silicone balls pressed right up to your ass. “Don’t you want to knot me?”
“I d-do. Trust me.” Rick pants, cock twitching as he watches your hole take the entire dildo like it’s nothing. “But…you’re human. And my knot is-”
“So big . I know.” You say with drool practically dripping down your chin, eyeing up his throbbing cock. The idea of Ricky, fully seated inside you, plugging you full of his cum and cock, makes your heart jump. You imagine sitting there for hours, warming his cock as his knot finally deflates, knowing you’ve been properly claimed by your big handsome werewolf boyfriend. “That’s what these are for.” You point at the bottle of lube by your side and the dildo currently splitting you open. “I want this honey. I’m not scared.” You emphasize your moans as you force the dildo even deeper, hoping the erotic display is enough to overcome his (rational) fear.
It seems to be effective, if the way Ricky bites his lip and his hand wraps around his knot are any indication. You let your thighs spread wider, hand running up your chest and stomach as you arch your back. Batting your eyelashes and pouting your lip, you look like something out of a virus disguised as porn ad.
“Can we at least try? Please?”
Ricky’s tail thumps behind him, an unmistakable sign that your plan is working. Ricky’s looks quickly from your face to your hole, both desperate and wanton.
“.....Okay.”
You practically squeal with joy, quickly pulling the dildo out and placing it to the side. You fall eagerly onto your back, legs spread wide and grabbing for the lube.
“Hold on!” Ricky laughs, slightly flattered by your excitement. “How about you get on top? It will be a little easier that way.”
You nod, only a little disappointed on not being mounted and pounded like an animal, but you understand Ricky wants to take it slow. Besides, he always makes the cutest faces when you ride him; Ears twitching, eyes all scrunched up.
You crawl towards your boyfriend on all four knees, relishing the ways his eyes drink up your body as you slide in between his legs and onto his lap. You get a fresh squirt of lube onto the palm of your hand, wasting no time as you grab onto his knot and slicken it up. Ricky squeaks, his eyes going wide.
“Got to get you nice and sensitive, mister.” You purr, already sitting up on your knees and lining yourself up with his tapered tip. “Because we’re not going anywhere for a while.”
Despite all that earlier hesitance, Ricky eagerly puts his paws on your waist, adjusting you so his head perfectly notches against your hole. His tongue wets his lips, his nostrils flaring as he smells your arousal for him. His cock twitches against you, and you smirk.
You go nice and slow as you sink onto Ricky’s cock, the stretch familiar and comfortable, something you’ve done several times before. You arch your back as you do, leaning back to feel all of him scrape over your insides, watching the way he takes shaky breaths, the ways his claws slightly dig into your sides.
You finally reach the end, dick snugly seated inside you. You can feel his cock jumping as his tip reaches the end, right up against the spot that drives you crazy. Your hips swivel, biting your bottom lip at the jolt of electricity that shoots up your spine. A rumbling growl radiates from Ricky’s chest, his lips curled back in a snarl as you squeeze around his shaft.
“S-should you move, or me?”
Ricky takes another deep breath, pressing the pads of his fingers into your abdomen.
“Y-you. I don't know If I-” Ricky’s voice hitches, another shuddering breath, “I don’t know if I could control myself.”
That sentence alone makes your body pulse, whole body tightening. Ricky curses under his breath.
Resting your hands on his furry chest, you knot your fingers in the sweaty strands and find purchase, lifting up your hips until your unsheathed to the tip. You slowly sink yourself down again, looking Ricky right in the eye, planting a kiss on his wet nose.
“See, I told you baby. I’ve been practicing.”
You rise up quicker this time, setting yourself down with a little more bounce. Ricky grunts, and you can feel his thighs tense under you.
Pressing your chest against his, you start bobbing yourself up and down, up and down, never quite sinking to the base. Just working yourself on his cock, stoking the slow-burning fire in your belly. You can tell it’s driving Ricky wild, your panting breaths mixing together as he fights the urge to force you down himself. You’re sure you’ll have finger shaped bruises on yourself tomorrow.
“Feelin’ good?”
“Yeah.” Ricky pants, muzzle now knotche into the crook of your neck. His thighs twitch as you once again only reach 3/4th, so good yet not quite enough. He needs you around him, all of him.
A paw moves up your back, pushing just a bit on your spine. You chuckle between breathy moves.
“What is it, baby? You want more?.”
“ Yes. ” Ricky growls in your ear, his voice the deepest you’ve heard it. It takes you by surprise, once again jerking and squeezing his cock in arousal.
“Well, if you want it-” You squeal as the hand on your back turns into a grip, pressing you chest to chest and finally losing it, forcing his dick all the way to the base. The hand around your hips digs in, holding you in place as he starts fucking into you like you’re a sex toy.
“Oh, f-u-uck!” You slur out your vowels, each hit against your insides sending spots behind your eyelids.
“Feel so-” Ricky snarls against your neck, canines clicking, his long tongue slobbering over your neck, “-fucking-” a wet nose presses aginst your pulse, hot trails of breath across your skin, “-good. Shit!”
Ricky sinks deeper into his seat, balls slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust. Those powerful thighs generate quite a force, a bruising one that will leave you sore for days from now. But it’s the good kind of pain, the kind that has your stomach clenching and your mouth open in a pant.
It isn’t long before the base of Ricky’s cock starts to swell, halting your smooth fall to the end of his cock. Butterflies come to life in your stomach, still aware enough to know what's coming.
“Gonna fucking knot you.” Ricky grunts, mouth open and pressed against your neck. His canine’s knick at your pounding pulse. “Gonna keep you full of me for hours.”
“Uh-huh! Please, Ricky!”
“Such a fucking knot-slot. Fucking tempting little whore.” Ricky bites down on your neck, still gentle despite his rougher tone. It’s the heat of the moment, talking to you the way he knows you like it.
“Yes, I’m your little knot slut. I want it!” You circle your hips around, grinding down and letting the sparks fly in your stomach. “ Please !”
Something presses against your hole, something throbbing and swollen. You moan and force your lower half to relax, to match the talk you were spouting earlier. Lube squelches, mixing with your sweat and slick and make it all the easier to sink it inside.
“Ah!”
“Fuck!”
The knot burns as it enters, thought not nearly as bad as if you were unprepared. But the pressure is enough to send both you and Ricky over the edge, bodies interlocked and trembling as Ricky’s cock shoots jets of cum inside you. It’s enough that it would normally spurt out the sides of his cock and onto his legs, but with his knot so firmly place, not a drop is wasted.
The two of you sit like that for a while, your head nestled in his chest fur as you catch your breath, RIcky’s still hard cock just throbbing inside of you.
“Told ya-” You say between a breath, “-I could do it.”