Inma R.
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April R18 scene.
🕑 Added 2023-04-25 09:54:28 +0000 UTCWARNING: NSFW TEXT + IMAGE.
Characters: Ragnar x Yule (Wild Beast Forest House).
Canon? Yes.
Please, forgive any grammar or vocabulary mistakes. English is not my native language and it's my first time writing smut ( ' - ' ;
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Their first time had been over Ragnar’s desk. If Ragnar could have foreseen what was going to happen back then, he would have taken Yule to his room, laid him down on his bed and made love to him soft and gently.
Reality had not been so idyllic though, and Ragnar was still worried he might have hurt him. When he looked at Yule he had a strong urge to protect him, to hold him in his arms and cover him from harm.
He had realized, however, that holding Yule was starting to lead to something else.
Yule had come to his room, his cheeks the shade of roses, and had stared at Ragnar’s lips without a word. Before Ragnar had been able to consider what he was doing, his mouth had found Yule’s and his arms had accomodated around his waist, bringing him closer. The more their tongues interwined, the harder he felt Yule’s erection against his own.
“God, I can’t stop…”
Kissing and pressing against each other had led to touching, and that had led to removing each other’s clothes. They were lying on Ragnar’s bed now, one naked body over the other as Ragnar stroked Yule’s member.
“Ah… Ah… Ragnar…” Yule groaned against Ragnar’s lips. He had a habit of calling his name when he felt good as though asking for more or reassuring Ragnar he wanted him and noone else. Ragnar loved it more than he liked to admit. A little beast at back of his mind whispered “mine… he’s mine…” but that wasn’t what his rational self wanted for Yule. He wanted him to be free, and if there was any chance that free cat wanted to stay by his side, then he’d be the happiest man in the world.
“Do you want to come? I can use my mouth again,” Ragnar asked as he stroked Yule faster.
“N- no… Nh… I want you inside me.”
A shiver went down Ragnar’s spine. He would have done anything he asked, and if burying himself inside him was what he wanted, Ragnar was definitely not complaining.
The wolf sat up on his bed, his member twitching in anticipation.
“This time I want you to set the rhythm,” he said while holding his erection on a steady position for Yule to proceed.
Yule swallowed hard at the sight of Ragnar’s completely naked body with his hand tight around his length. He crawled his way towards the wolf, wrapped his arms around his neck and sat down on him, pressing the tip against his entrance.
“Nnh…” Yule moaned. Ragnar’s breath became heavier as Yule bounced carefully on his lap, taking Ragnar deeper inside with each thrust.
Ragnar held Yule’s buttocks tight with his big, strong hands. He stared at his face: his silver eyelashes, the sweat running down his blushing cheeks, his tongue… Oh, his tongue.
Ragnar kissed him fiercely as he arched his hips to penetrate Yule harder. A louder moan escaped Yule’s lips, subdued by the passionate kiss.
Their lips parted for Yule to catch his breath and he accelerated his pace, looking for release. Ragnar had his hands all over him. His thumb kept Yule’s mouth open as he caressed his tongue, and that seemed to make Yule lose it.
“Aah… Aah!” Yule cried, reaching his climax as he arched his back and his seed spilled all over Ragnar’s stomach.
The sight was too much for Ragnar. He held Yule’s hips tight to thrust in to the hilt and let out a deep groan as his orgasm exploded inside of Yule.
They stayed like that for a moment, looking into each other’s eyes as they caught their breaths. Then Yule looked down and he seemed to panic.
“I… ah… sorry…”
Ragnar followed Yule’s gaze to try to understand what he was apologizing for. Yule was staring at Ragnar’s cum-covered stomach with a terrified look. A soft chuckle escaped Ragnar’s lips.
“I spilled mine inside you,” Ragnar said as he took Yule’s semen with his fingers and licked them clean. “There’s nothing you should worry about.”
Yule shivered. “You’re so…”
“Hm?”
“Cool,” Yule said, looking away.
Ragnar blinked, startled for a second. He buried his face into Yule’s neck, wrapping his arms tight around him.
Yule found him ‘cool’. He felt strangely happy about that.
Yule laid his head against Ragnar’s and closed his eyes.
“Next time I’ll taste yours,” he whispered, almost falling asleep.
He was too tired to notice Ragnar’s heart skipping a beat.
“’Next time’,” Ragnar thought. “I like how that sounds.”
THE END.
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Comments
JustHally
Aw this was amazing!!
This is so adorable 🥰
