Page 187 of Discordant Cultivation
“Shh.” Vale pulled out carefully—too late for careful, but he tried anyway, wincing at the reddened evidence of his roughness—and turned Kieran in his arms, pulling him up from the filthy floor into a tight embrace. “Shh, sweetheart. I’ve got you. It’s over now.”
“You h-hurt me.” The accusation was barely a whisper, Kieran’s voice raw from screaming, his body trembling as he curled into Vale.
“I know.” Vale kissed his wet cheeks, his trembling mouth, tasting the salt of tears and the faint copper of blood. “I know I did. I’m sorry.”
He held Kieran closer, one hand stroking gently down his back, his fingers tracing the knobs of his spine with deliberate softness, as if he could soothe away the brutality of moments before. The concrete was unforgiving beneath them, still smeared with blood that clung to their skin like a macabre paint, but Vale ignored it, focusing on the warmth of Kieran’s body pressed against his, the way his chest rose and fell in shaky rhythms.
“Shh, beautiful,” Vale murmured, his lips brushing Kieran’s forehead, then his temple, planting soft, lingering kisses along the tear-streaked skin. “Let me make it better. Let me take care of you now.”
Kieran’s sobs quieted to hiccuping breaths, his hands clutching at Vale’s shirt, knuckles white despite the tremor in his fingers.
“You’re safe with me,” Vale assured him, his voice a low, soothing rumble as he shifted, laying Kieran back down on the floor more carefully this time, positioning himself over him like a protective shield. But even as he gentled his touches—fingertips ghosting over Kieran’s collarbone, down his chest, circling a nipple with feather-light caresses that made Kieran gasp softly—Vale felt the stirrings of desire reignite, hot and insistent in his veins. His cock, still half-hard from before, twitched with renewed interest, the sight of Kieran’s vulnerability only fueling the need to claim him again, to overwrite the pain with pleasure.I hurt you, but I’ll make you feel good now. I’ll make you forget everything but me.
“Vale, p-please... no more,” Kieran protested weakly, fresh tears spilling as he tried to twist away, his body trembling under Vale’s weight. “I’m scared...”
I’ll eat your fears and digest your memories until there’s nothing left but the sound of my heartbeat echoing through theempty cathedral of your ribcage. You don’t have to be scared with me.
“Focus on me,” Vale whispered, one hand pinning Kieran’s wrists to the floor—not harshly, but firmly enough to hold him in place, to keep him from escaping the building wave. He leaned down and latched onto Kieran’s neck, sucking gently at the pulse point, tongue laving the skin in slow, warm circles. “That’s it, sweetheart. Feel my mouth on you. You’re so responsive, so perfect for me.”
His free hand trailed lower, wrapping around Kieran’s flaccid cock, stroking it with patient, deliberate pumps, thumb circling the head to coax it back to life. Kieran whimpered, hips jerking involuntarily as blood rushed southward, hardening despite the tears streaming down his face.
“Shh, don’t fight it,” Vale purred as he kissed a trail down his chest, nipping lightly at a nipple before soothing it with his tongue, swirling and sucking until it pebbled under his attention. “You’re doing so well. That’s how much you need this, how much you need me.” He released Kieran’s wrists only to slide further down, mouth descending on Kieran’s cock, enveloping the now-erect length in wet heat. Vale sucked slowly at first, tongue flattening along the underside, bobbing his head with rhythmic insistence, hollowing his cheeks to draw out moans that Kieran couldn’t suppress.
Kieran’s hands flew to Vale’s hair, not pushing away but gripping tightly, torn between resistance and surrender. His protests dissolved into a choked cry as Vale’s fingers joined in, slipping between his legs to tease his entrance, still slick with blood and cum from before. He circled the tender ring with gentle pressure before pushing one digit inside, curling to find that sensitive spot.
God, the way you are so tight around me... you’re mine, and I’ll prove it by making you come undone.Vale hummed aroundKieran’s cock, the vibration sending shivers through him, then pulled off with a wet pop, his own arousal fully hard now, pressing insistently against Kieran’s thigh. “You’re incredible,” he praised, voice husky with want as he added a second finger, scissoring carefully to stretch and soothe the earlier roughness. “So brave, taking what I give you. Focus on this—on how good my fingers feel inside you, preparing you for me again. You’re going to feel every inch, and it’s going to be perfect.”
Tears continued to flow from Kieran’s eyes, his body arching despite himself, a fresh sob escaping as Vale’s mouth returned, alternating between sucking his cock and licking stripes up the shaft, while his fingers pumped in tandem. “Too much...” he gasped, but his hips bucked into the touch, betraying his words.
Vale withdrew his fingers and mouth, positioning himself between Kieran’s legs, holding him down with one hand on his chest, the other guiding his cock to that waiting heat. “I’ve got you,” he murmured, pushing in slowly this time, inch by torturous inch, savoring the way Kieran’s body gripped him, the velvet warmth enveloping him completely. “That’s my good boy. Feel how I fill you up? Forget everything else—just focus on us, on how much you love this, how much you love me.”
Kieran cried out, a mix of pain and reluctant pleasure, his nails digging into Vale’s arms as he tried to push back, but Vale’s hold kept him pinned, hips rolling in a steady, deep rhythm. Kieran whimpered, but his legs wrapped around Vale’s waist instinctively, pulling him closer even as tears soaked his cheeks.
“You’re doing so good for me,” Vale whispered, leaning down to kiss away the tears. He captured Kieran’s mouth in a deep kiss, swallowing his cries, determined to drive him to ecstasy despite the fear, to make him feel good until the only thing left was surrender.
The concrete beneath them was slick with blood, the viscous pools smearing across Kieran’s back and Vale’s knees as theirbodies moved together, the metallic scent intensifying with every shift, every thrust that ground them deeper into the mess. Kieran’s skin glistened with it—dark red streaks painting his shoulders, his hips, mingling with sweat and tears. Vale could feel it under his palms, sticky and warm, transferring to his own chest as he pressed closer, the sensation only heightening their connection, like they were baptizing themselves in the aftermath of Kieran’s choice.
Kieran gagged suddenly, a choked retch breaking through his moans. “V-Vale... the blood... I can’t... it’s everywhere,” he gasped, voice muffled against Vale’s lip.
“That’s it,” Vale murmured encouragingly, his hands sliding under Kieran’s back despite the slick mess, lifting him slightly to adjust the angle. “Such a good boy, moaning for me even when it’s too much.”
But Vale wanted more—he wanted Kieran closer, enveloped completely. With a grunt, he sat back on his heels, pulling Kieran off the bloodied ground and into his lap in one fluid motion, never breaking their connection. Kieran’s legs straddled him, his thighs trembling as he settled, impaled fully on Vale’s cock, the new position driving him even deeper and pulling another cry from him. The blood dripped from Kieran’s back onto Vale’s thighs, smearing between them, but Vale ignored it, focusing on the heat, the way Kieran’s hole fluttered around him.
“Wrap your arms around my neck,” Vale commanded softly, guiding Kieran’s hands up, feeling the stickiness of blood on his skin as Kieran complied, looping his arms loosely at first, then clinging tightly as another thrust upward made him gasp. Vale kissed him again, his hands gripping Kieran’s ass to lift and drop him in rhythm, fucking up into that tight, welcoming heat with steady, powerful snaps of his hips.
Kieran moaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating through them both, his gagging subsiding as his protests faded intobreathless whimpers. His arms tightened around Vale’s neck as he started to move on his own—rolling his hips to chase the building ecstasy with desperate abandon. “V-Vale...” he moaned.
Yes, there you are. Completely mine, lost in it.Vale groaned against his mouth, one hand tangling in Kieran’s hair to deepen the kiss, the other kneading his ass, guiding the pace as Kieran began to ride him in earnest, meeting every thrust with a downward grind that sent sparks shooting through Vale. The wet slap of their bodies grew louder, more hurried, Kieran’s cock bouncing between them, hard and dripping, rubbing against Vale’s abdomen with delicious friction.
“Fuck, that’s perfect,” Vale panted. “Keep going, get what you need.”
Kieran was gone now, utterly surrendered to the sensation, his moans turning into high, keening cries as he moved faster, hips slamming down to match Vale’s upward drive. His nails dug into Vale’s shoulders, his head thrown back as he ground down hard, clenching rhythmically around Vale’s cock. “Gonna c-cum,” he gasped, almost like the feeling had snuck up on him. He grabbed Vale’s hair with both hands and pressed their foreheads together, locking eyes with him. “I’m gonna c-cum, V-Vale, fuck, fuck—”
Vale felt it too, the pressure coiling tight up his spine and burning in his thighs. “Give it to me—cum all over us.”
Kieran shattered, his orgasm ripping through him, hot spurts painting their stomachs as his body twitched and trembled, his inner walls pulsing around Vale in a vice that pulled him over the edge too. Vale followed with a deep groan, spilling inside Kieran once more, hips jerking upward in short, desperate bursts until they both stilled, panting and entwined.
Vale held him close, not pulling out yet, just rocking gently as the aftershocks faded, kissing Kieran’s sweat-damp forehead.“I love you,” he whispered, voice rough with satisfaction. “You were incredible.”