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‘Dante gave me a gift. I haven’t felt up to using it, but I think this is just what we both need.’

My nostrils flare as he opens the lid and I peer inside. It is a large, silicone cock with a knot on the end. It’s ribbed like a Vyastil’s, and there is a small button on the base.

‘I know it’s not two cocks, but it’ll work. Plus there’s a surprise at the end.’

‘What does it do?’

‘You’ll have to watch and find out. Want to fuck me with it?’

This is a silly question. ‘Yes.’

‘Take off your clothes.’

I shred them with my claws, letting the tatters fall to the ground, and Luca grins as he slides against me. He pushes us both back, his fingers dipping into my slit, and wets them before he drags them to his ass. He’s readying himself for this strange cock.

I wish it were mine, but I am interested to see what this will do.

Luca makes the most delicious noises as he works himself open, and I cannot help but reach up and pull him in for a kiss. I enjoy doing this with him. It is something I find myself dreaming of often. He moans into my mouth as my tongue twists around his, and I feel him rub his small cock against my thigh as he pushes his fingers into himself.

I want a turn, so I lift him up further, wetting my fingers with my slick and pushing two into his tight hole. He gasps against my mouth, sucking on my tongue as I work him open. His arms are trembling, his legs too. I can smell the precum of his cock leaking onto my stomach. He is already close.

He pulls back, his lips swollen, his pupils blown out. He reaches for the silicone cock and uses his voice to say, “Fuck me.”

It is something I am unable to resist. I roll us over, my body bracketing his. Our eyes meet, and I feel his legs lift, pressing against my chest and making me sit up. His hands curl under the backs of his knees, and he exposes himself to me.

When I come, push that button on the bottom. That’s the surprise.

I swallow as I press the head of the cock against his hole. I see it open, wet and pink from being used, and I cannot help but slowly work it inside, hearing the small pops as each ribbed edge moves past his rim.

He groans, his back arching as he takes each inch.

I like watching this more than I thought. I am a little jealous he’s not stuffed with me, but mostly I am intrigued.

My slit leaks, and I feel my cocks start to push from my body, dripping and wet.

Luca moans as I work it all the way to the hilt, the knot pushing through his rim and making him cry out. I watch how his hole swallows it. His cock jumps, and I see a drop of cum slide down the tip.

I cannot help but lean down and lap at it.

Humans are so perfect, I think.

Perfectly wonderful.

When I lean back up, Luca’s eyes are hooded, his bottom wiggling.

“Move,” he moans. “Please.”

I love his voice. Everything about him, and I cannot deny him anything. I pull the cock out of him and then push it back in, watching with warming skin how he takes it all, how he pants and begs, how his cock dribbles more and more cum onto his perfect skin. And when I ram the dildo all the way into him a final time, the knot splitting his rim, he shouts, and his cock explodes. My finger depresses that small button, and I feel a small hum before Luca’s eyes widen, his body shivering and shaking.

Something is happening to him, but I do not know what. He’s enjoying it, though, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, and one of his hands moves to his stomach, pressing down.

‘What is it?’ I ask, one hand still on the button, the other hovering between us.

‘Eggs,’ he replies, his eyes meeting mine. ‘It lays eggs.’

My nostrils flare and my hearts thunder.

‘They’re not real,’ he says, his fingers trembling, ‘but…when you pull the dildo out, you can see me lay them.’