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CHAPTER 12

T ucked away behind the stalls at the edge of the Christmas markets, Graal reached down to his cock and slid his fingers through the copious amount of pre-cum that trickled from the tip.

He reached behind Cas and found his entrance. Cas whimpered. He wrapped his arms over Graal’s shoulders and leaned his head against Graal’s chest. He pushed his arse back and spread his legs as he rested his weight on Graal.

“Oh! I forgot about oil.” Cas gasped. “Fuck. You don’t even need oil. You produce your own lubricant.”

Cas trembled as Graal’s slippery fingers pressed against the tight puckered ring of muscle.

“Ready for my fingers?” Graal nudged his fingers against Cas’s entrance, still unable to comprehend how this was happening. How could Cas actually want Graal to fuck him?

Cas pushed back, urging Graal on. “I’m so ready.” Cas’s breath brushed Graal’s nipple, causing them both to peak. “Please, Graal. I need this. I need you.”

Graal slid a finger inside Cas’s tight, hot channel .

“Yes,” Cas hissed. He bit at the skin of Graal’s chest, causing him to growl.

Then Cas began rocking back and forth on the digit inside him. Cas’s cock swung with the motion, and it bumped against Graal’s thigh. His wings began a slow flap, in time with the movements of his body.

“More?” Graal’s cock pulsed with the need to fuck Cas. But he had to wait. He needed Cas to be ready. He didn’t want to hurt the small pixie.

“Yes!” Cas begged.

Graal added a second finger, sliding it in alongside the first. He stretched them apart. “I should tell you, orc pre-cum relaxes the body and will help you stretch to accommodate me.”

“What?” Cas lifted his head, blinking up at Graal whilst Graal continued to slide his fingers in and out of Cas.

“I’ve never heard about the aphrodisiac thing,” Graal said. “But our pre-cum helps relax and stretch the body to accommodate our size. Because we have very big cocks.”

“Oh.” Cas shuddered, and his eyes slid closed. “And your pre-cum feels amazing inside me. Different. I’ve never felt anything like it before.” Goosebumps spread on Cas’s skin. “It’s like it’s lighting me up from the inside. I feel so sensitive. So open. So needy.”

Cas groaned, fingers digging into Graal’s arms. “Fuck! Graal! Hurry up.” He fucked himself back onto Graal’s fingers, shoving the fingers deep. “I need your cock inside me. I want your balls spilling all that wonderful magic seed into me.”

Graal’s cock jerked. Honestly, when Cas had mentioned wanting to be fucked by Graal, Graal had serious doubts Cas would be able to take his dick.

Cas, and pixies in general, were petite. Graal was not .

But Cas opened to him so beautifully. Graal couldn’t wait to sink his cock into this tight, hot, eager hole.

He added a third finger. Cas’s body clenched tight around the digits.

“Oh!” Cas squeezed his eyes shut as Graal continued to slide them in and out, stretching them. “Oh! Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Holy fucking Christmas carols!” Babbling and broken words spilled from Cas’s mouth.

Graal reached deep, aiming for that spot inside Cas. When he hit it, Cas’s mouth fell open. “Graal!” He cried out.

Graal rubbed his fingertips insistently against Cas’s prostate. Cas let out a wail, throwing his head back.

His wings spasmed, then held in place, trembling as Cas’s entire body tensed. Pixie dust erupted in erratic bursts, filling the air around them. Ecstasy transformed Cas’s face.

Hot spend shot from Cas’s cock and landed on Graal’s thigh. Cas sobbed as Graal milked that pleasure spot deep inside. Tremors wracked Cas’s body as his orgasm rolled through him.

Graal watched in awe.

I did that. I made him come. I brought him pleasure.

After several moments, Cas slumped forward, his wings drooping slowly. “Oh. That was… I’ve never…” Cas panted, rubbing his face against Graal’s chest. “Fuck.” He shivered. “Fuck. Graal.” He shivered again.

Graal wrapped his arms around Cas beneath his wings. He lifted Cas off the ground and cradled him against his chest. Cas looped his arms around Graal’s neck and wrapped his legs around Graal’s waist. Murmuring, Cas buried his face in Graal’s throat, snuggling close.

Graal’s own cock ached with need. But it could wait. He could take care of it later. At the moment, despite his burning arousal, he really just wanted to hold Cas and look after him. Watching Cas orgasm had been incredible, and getting to hold him now, to have Cas trust him and be so vulnerable with Graal, cracked something open inside Graal.

He squeezed Cas against him, trying to treasure this blindingly bright moment of joy in his otherwise dark and lonely world.

Cas lifted his head and met Graal’s gaze. Cas’s cheeks were flushed. The gold paint smeared around his eyes and lips. Sweat glistened on his skin, mixed with several strands of Graal’s seed. Cas licked his gold lips, all swollen and bruised from sucking Graal’s dick.

Graal’s cock throbbed.

Cas placed a hand on Graal’s hairy chest. “Ready to fuck me now?”