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My mouth went dry when I realized he was touching his hole, but I remained still, wondering what he was doing. When his breath hitched, I could barely breathe.
“Are you?—”
“Yes,” he whispered, moaning softly.
Our faces were so close. His lips were near enough that I could touch them with mine by simply tilting my chin.
I could not stop looking at them. They were so beautiful and full. They looked luxuriously soft and welcoming, especially when Alil bit them like that.
Perhaps seeing where I was looking, he bowed his head so that I would not be tempted and then, finally, he withdrew his hand and reached it around me.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“You'll see,” he said, pulling my robe to the side to expose my rear end.
Only when his hands both slid beneath my tail did I understand what he planned to do.
I stilled, but did not stop him as he very carefully touched his slicked fingertips to my hole.
For a moment, I didn't so much as breathe, as he rubbed gently over my flesh.
“Does it feel strange?” he asked. “Or good?”
I shook my head because I wasn't sure, but then decided that it was unexpectedly pleasant.
“It’s... nice,” I admitted. Not something I had ever thought of trying, but still not a bad thing.
“I've always wondered...” Alil said, trailing off. “We have all the same parts, you see. So if it feels good for omegas, then it should for alphas too, right?”
I had never thought of that.
“I suppose,” I said as he continued to stroke me. My body was beginning to feel like it was made of butter. Loose and pliable and on the verge of melting.
He looked up at me through his lashes, his eyes dark with desire.
“I know you can't feel it the same way,” he began, “but you make me feel like my body is on fire.”
I shut my eyes.
“It still feels good,” I promised. “Holding you and touching you and even this.”
He let out a soft sound and the pressure from his finger increased.
I gasped as he pushed one into me but he held me tight, steadying me.
“Perhaps you can feel this kind of pleasure properly,” he whispered, gently stroking his finger in and out of my hole. “Even without getting hard... I know how to make it feel good...”
Was he—was he really asking for?—
“Do you want to fuck me?” I asked, surprised.
He bowed his head, not meeting my gaze.
“Only if you want,” he said. “I just want to make you feel good...”
I supposed that Alil knew how to make it feel good from being entered… He wanted to return the favor I had done for him last night. That was how he was, always taking care of others. Of course, he would enjoy it too…
In this case, he was far more knowledgeable than I was and I was desperate for more of his touch, for all of him, so I nodded.
