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Welcome to the kink meme for Critical Role!
This community is open to all fans of Critical Role no matter what your preference for pairing may be. You do not have to join the community: you can either watch it or just track the post. Anon commenting will always be on, and IP tracking will be off. So feel free to stay anon if it makes you more comfortable.
What is a Kink Meme?
It's pretty simple. You post a prompt and your fellow fans get inspired and write fic based on that prompt. As it is a "kink" meme, a great deal of fic will be of the smutty variety, so if you aren't into that or not of a porn-reading age, this place won't be for you. Not all fic has to be smutty, but it does have to be kinky.
Clarification: This is a kink meme, therefore prompts must be kink-based. It is not a general prompting/headcanons meme. There have been a couple of people confused by that, so we're just making it extra clear.
Please only post one prompt per comment so to avoid any confusion.
How do I prompt?
Post each prompt as a new comment to the main post. Include pairing (or threesome or more if that's your thing) and anything else you want to add. You should put, at the very least, the pairing in the subject line along with a specific kink if it applies. You can put the whole prompt in the subject if it will fit, but if it doesn't, use the comments. For example:
Subject line: Beauregard/Jester, friends to lovers
Body of comment: Jester's been letting Beau use her for sparring practice. That kind of proximity does things to a tiefling.
I see a prompt I want to write! What now?
Go for it! You don't have to claim it, and fills can be written by more than one person. Once you've finished you must post it as a response to the original comment. Responses should use a subject line that includes the pairing, rating & any necessary warnings (i.e. incest, non-con, etc.). If you have titled your fic you can also include that. Also, as LJ limits the size of comments, if your fic goes into multiple comments, please note that your comment is part 1/5, part 2/5 and so on. Using the prompt above, the subject line could read:
"Punches and Pastries, Jester/Beauregard, M, 1/3"
And now some rules...
While we want this to be a relaxed and cool place, we also don't want people to feel uncomfortable being here. If you have suggestions or comments on how this community can improve please address to them tocriticalkink in a PM or drop a comment on this post.
The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.
Now go forth and prompt!
Welcome to the kink meme for Critical Role!
This community is open to all fans of Critical Role no matter what your preference for pairing may be. You do not have to join the community: you can either watch it or just track the post. Anon commenting will always be on, and IP tracking will be off. So feel free to stay anon if it makes you more comfortable.
What is a Kink Meme?
It's pretty simple. You post a prompt and your fellow fans get inspired and write fic based on that prompt. As it is a "kink" meme, a great deal of fic will be of the smutty variety, so if you aren't into that or not of a porn-reading age, this place won't be for you. Not all fic has to be smutty, but it does have to be kinky.
Clarification: This is a kink meme, therefore prompts must be kink-based. It is not a general prompting/headcanons meme. There have been a couple of people confused by that, so we're just making it extra clear.
Please only post one prompt per comment so to avoid any confusion.
How do I prompt?
Post each prompt as a new comment to the main post. Include pairing (or threesome or more if that's your thing) and anything else you want to add. You should put, at the very least, the pairing in the subject line along with a specific kink if it applies. You can put the whole prompt in the subject if it will fit, but if it doesn't, use the comments. For example:
Subject line: Beauregard/Jester, friends to lovers
Body of comment: Jester's been letting Beau use her for sparring practice. That kind of proximity does things to a tiefling.
I see a prompt I want to write! What now?
Go for it! You don't have to claim it, and fills can be written by more than one person. Once you've finished you must post it as a response to the original comment. Responses should use a subject line that includes the pairing, rating & any necessary warnings (i.e. incest, non-con, etc.). If you have titled your fic you can also include that. Also, as LJ limits the size of comments, if your fic goes into multiple comments, please note that your comment is part 1/5, part 2/5 and so on. Using the prompt above, the subject line could read:
"Punches and Pastries, Jester/Beauregard, M, 1/3"
And now some rules...
- Since we're all supposed to be adults here, let's act like it. Be respectful to your fellow posters.
- Your kink is not someone else's and their kink may not be yours. If you don't like it, don't read it. It's really that simple.
- Please no bashing of other pairings. Just like with kinks, everyone has their own flavors, and this is neither the time nor place for ship wars. This meme is meant to include the entire fandom.
- Crossover prompts are allowed, but they must include a Critical Role character as a main part of the prompt.
- RPF is also allowed, but please prompt it over here!
- Het, slash, femmeslash? You're all welcome here. The more the merrier!
- It's not a requirement by any means, but writers love feedback, so if you read something you enjoy, take a second to tell the writer. Whether it's a one word response or something longer, it's always appreciated.
- Please follow basic kink meme etiquette by not linking the cast or crew to this meme.
While we want this to be a relaxed and cool place, we also don't want people to feel uncomfortable being here. If you have suggestions or comments on how this community can improve please address to them to
criticalkink in a PM or drop a comment on this post.The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.
Now go forth and prompt!
FILL Part 1/?
Date: 2021-06-15 02:20 pm (UTC)“You remember your safe word.” A statement, not a question, another check mark on the mental list Caleb had in his mind. He reached forward and absently straightened the collar of Essek’s shirt, a nervous habit he had picked up in their first month in Aeor.
“Yes. Frumpkin.” Essek was nervous, not anxious exactly, but excited, he could feel the adrenalin in his fingers. His voice trembled as he spoke, coming out breathier than he wanted. Caleb's face changed. The sweet studious wizard going from calm to smoldering, his eyes flashed, his hand crumpling the very cloth he had straightened just a moment before.
“And if your mouth is full?” Low and so close to how he sounded when he was buried inside him and telling him how very good he was. That he was worthy. That he wanted to be buried inside him forever.
“I tap your leg, or whatever I can get to three times.” He was already hard, blood surging to places he didn’t need it yet. Caleb was still holding him in his gaze, he had easily a hundred years on his lover but that look always made him feel like a guilty child.
“Don’t touch yourself.” Caleb ordered, his voice steel and velvet. “I need you to focus or the experiment will come to nothing and we will have to do it again.” He paused, raking his eyes up and down his body, possessive. “Until I am satisfied.”
“Of course.” He swallowed. Too turned on to do more than watch as Caleb made a small circle around the table, clearing the last of the breakable things, leaving only the book they were working on. They had made a practice of working exclusively in the tower now, too many broken pieces of furniture. But still, Caleb made him wait, circling around as if it wouldn’t magically be perfect the next time they summoned it.
“Caleb.” He wasn’t too proud to beg. He had been waiting for this for weeks, proving he was good enough, that he could take-
“Disrobe.” The order was short. Essek hastened to obey, A relief to shed the layers that suddenly seemed to chaffe, ridiculous in their complexity. He groaned as his cock sprung free, hard enough to ache. He felt Caleb's cerulean eyes on him, carefully avoided touching himself, even the slightest rub that would be such a relief-
Warm hands pushed his chest, pink and freckled and gorgeous, moving under his arms, lifting him up as his ass hit the wood of the table, setting him down on the edge of their work surface. Caleb stood between his open legs, the cloth of his pants scratching Essek’s naked inner thighs.
“You don’t mind using the work table do you?” Caleb asked casually, as if he were asking if he wanted another glass of wine. “It won’t distract you later to work on a table you were taken apart on?” Hands rested on his thighs, pushing his legs open wider.
“Promises Mr. Widowgast?” Essek couldn’t help but tease, knowing the reaction he would get.
The kiss was hard, a desperate press of lips, like a promise, and then gone. Caleb stepped back to cast.
“I would hate to theorize without more information.” Caleb smiled, moving his hands the way he had seen Essek do dozens of times, so beautifully pleased with himself when a tornado of black swirling magic rose from their carpet and settled into the perfect shadow of himself.
Like Caleb wrapped in black smoke, black and grey where there should be pale freckled skin and auburn hair, but the figure was the same, lithe and confident as it stepped between his legs. Caleb's Echo.
Essek could almost imagine he could see the hint of a smile on its face as it plunged a shadowed finger inside of him.
He had been ready for him, more than ready, stretched open and slick from his own hands and he couldn't help the satisfied groan as something else, something Caleb, finally slid inside of him.
He squirmed and looked down, watched the finger thrust into his hole as if it were trying to feel him, trying to decide what to make of him. The shadow was nearly opaque but at times he could see through the mist of him, see his own hole opening and trying to take the digit deeper.
“Does he feel like me?” Caleb asked, standing by his side, head tilted to watch the shadow disappear inside him, watching with calm eyes as Essek squirmed and the shadow added another finger, pushing past the tight ring of muscle and slipping so close to where he needed-
“Focus Liebling, tell me how he feels.”
“He feels like you when you want me to beg.” Essek gasped as a shadowed hand touched his chest and pushed, laying him back over the table. “He is colder than you, smooth-”
“I can feel you.” Caleb looked down at his own hand, stretched the fingers wide as the fingers in Essek stretched. “The impression of tight heat.” Caleb's brow creased in thought.
“How would it feel to use the same fingers I wonder? Could you tell the difference between us?”
Caleb moved beside the shadow. They were beautiful, the wizard standing next to his perfect magic replica. They stood between his legs, each taking a thigh, putting it over their outside shoulder, spreading him open for their twin gazes. Blue and black and red.
The fingers inside of him left with a pop, leaving him empty, he could feel his body, his hole, trying to close around air. He watched as Caleb entwined his hand with his shadow, as they held up their hands for him to see. Gods he wanted them.
The hands moved out of his eyesight, down between his legs, something blunt pressed against him, just enough to make him feel the weight, the size of what he would be made to take. He closed his eyes as four fingers pushed inside him and hissed with the sensation. Not teasing anymore, moving in and out. The slick wet sound of fucking as he tried to get used to the girth working into him. His fingers gripped on the table on either side of him, just enough to stop him getting fucked across the table with each small thrust.
“Which ones are mine?” Caleb asked. The fingers moved all together inside of him, a mess of hot and cold and pressure. He didn’t wait for an answer. “Can you feel the difference? You are so much warmer when I am really inside you. Tighter too. Are you sure you can take the experiment?” His face was flushed, pink across his cheeks, but his breathing was regular. Essek watched the way his arm worked as it fuked him, still clothed.
“I can feel the difference.” Essek panted. It was getting easier, he was getting used to the movement, to the strange hot and cold shock of it . “You are both- different but I dont - don’t know which is-” He whined as the rhythm changed. Two fingers thrusting in and up as he others pulled out nearly to the tip, the piston change as the other fingers thrust inside, so painfully close to where he wanted them that he squirmed down, pushing himself down on their hands, hot then cold, soft and human and then smooth like glass.
This was better. Closer. He wanted this.
“You-you-you.” Essek chanted each time it was Caleb's turn to thrust into him, each time warmth filled him. He let go of his white knuckle grip on the table, he wanted to touch himself, wanted to wrap his hand around his cock-
“Good.” Caleb praised sweetly, him and the shadow pressing twin kisses into the side of his spread knees. “Then we can move on to the next step.”
FILL Part 2/?
Date: 2021-06-15 02:22 pm (UTC)“Do you need more Liebling?” Blue eyes watched him from inches away, warm and playful, red hair in a curtain around them, hiding the world from view. A soft, sweet kiss to his mouth. The barest taste of him before a finger tapped his cheek. “All you have to do is ask.” Caleb reminded.
“Please.” He squirmed. He was so empty, each nerve that had been touched brought to vibrant life, needing more. “Please I-”
Caleb raised an eyebrow, face smug and pleased as Essek froze in realization.
The Shadow placed the tip of its black smoke cock at the entrance of his body and pushed until the moment before he would breach him, sweet tantalizing agony. Essek moved his hips, trying to fuck backwards onto the creature but the creature was quicker, black hands around his bare waist, holding him in place.
“Please what?” Caleb asked again, standing back so Essek could see the shadow better, could see its perfect form, the way it didn’t tremble with need or fatigue.
“Please fuck me.” The words as even as he could make them, embarrassment burned through him. He had learned the hard way that if he didn’t say it Caleb would never take pity on him.
“Of course Liebling.” Caleb took his time walking to the shadow, making a show of examining its cock, a single finger tracing Essek’s puckered entrance, the skin pulling taunt against the Shadow’s cock. His smile was the cat that got the cream as he pulled a chair besides Essek’s hips and sat down with his research notes. He did a small dismissive wave of his hand once he had settled with his ink and paper. “Go ahead.” Caleb smiled as the shadow sank into Essek with one thrust of impossibly smooth cock, burying itself until its shadowed hips were flush with Essek’s backside and the edges of its figure threatened to push into his flesh.
Essek tried to move, to change the angle, to thrust back, but only for the first few thrusts, before he realized that the hands holding his hips in place were much stronger than he was, at least while he was being spread open and fucked.
The difference between an Echo and a living human is, in fact, very obvious. A humanoid, no matter how fit, no matter how strong of will, will eventually want to cum, will fatigue, their thrusts will grow wild with passion and lust and animal desire to take and claim and fuck.
An Echo, a shadow, will do none of these things.
This Echo could fuck him for hours. He didn’t know how long passed.
The shadow ran a finger down his cheek. It did that when he let out a noise that it liked, that Caleb liked, it was hard to tell the difference now. It held up his hips and fucked deep and hard again at the same angle, trying to draw the mewling cry from him like a blacksmith manipulates steel into swords. Expected. An eventuality.
He tried to hold in the sound, to hold on to that small dignity. Shadow Caleb kept fucking into him, deep, long, even strokes that would have made his Caleb cum inside him whispering his name. He whimpered as his own cock bounced against his stomach, swollen and dripping.
How long had he been like this? Caleb would know.
Caleb who was taking notes and sucking on the end of his pencil, Caleb who would stand up occasionally and run a finger over his stomach when the angle meant that the shadow creatures cock bulged through his flat belly if you looked hard enough. He would hum and make another note.
He had tried to bait Caleb into touching him. Tried all of his tricks and pet names but the human had just smiled and touched his cheek, sometimes running a thumb at the edge of his lips as he gasped.
The Echo knew how to stop him from cumming, knew when to pull back or stop dead, knew when to grab the base of Essek’s cock and squeeze.
The Echo was Caleb. Of course he knew.
“Can you feel it?” Essek gasped, trying to keep the whine out of his voice but it was impossible to not sound like he was being railed, fucked into the table they worked out these very spells at. “Can you feel him inside me?” Even now he could feel a flush touch his cheeks. He had never spoken of intimate relations before Caleb.
“Yes.” Caleb's voice was even and calm. His fingers smeared in ink. It shouldn’t be hot that his partner was taking notes while he- It shouldn’t be. But fuck. “I can feel your warmth. Not as if I were inside you, but an echo of it.” He cocked his head, cheeky, a confidence that had taken months to fall into place between them. “Do you feel it?”
He could die. Instead he moaned, long and desperate as the Shadow flipped its hair as if it too were feeling cheeky, changing to short quick strokes that made him feel loose and fucked open. Caleb carefully controlling every action of the Shadow.
“Answer well and you’ll get a treat.” Caleb brushed a hand over his shadow, a spark of an idea to visit another time, he let his hand trail down his clothed body, fingers resting on the ties of his trousers. He was hard under the layers, straining the fabric.
He would be beautiful and flushed. Pink and alive and warm, heavy-
“Like it's you.” Essek panted, closing his eyes briefly as the shadow rolled its hips deeply into him, trying to make his voice hitch. “I’m so fucked open and hot I can’t feel his cold anymore. Like you, endless you.” Hard to get the words out, to make himself say them. His whole chest burned with embarrassment even as the Echo moved inside him.
Caleb smiled. “Maybe you need to compare side by side.”
It was the right answer.
Caleb only had to put a hand on his shoulder, the Echo helped him, sinking as deep as he could inside Essek and pivoting him so that his head was closer to the side of the table before resuming its endless fucking.
Something new to latch onto, Something not the endless building in his groin or the impossible openness of his ass. More used than he had ever been with all their toys, all their play.
The smell. That was something Echos lacked as well.
The Echo didn’t smell of sweat or body or anything other than the storm tingle of magic.
Caleb smelled like home. The hands on his face, the heavier smell of arousal and desire as his trousers opened and his flushed red cock peaked out of the fabric.
He was beautiful. So foreign and flushed and painfully beautiful.
Caleb wasn’t unaffected sitting there with his notes and figures. His hands shook just enough to see as he lowered his cock to Essek’s lips, knowing that he would be accepted.
Caleb was heavy and hot on his tongue, the head enough to fill his mouth, a touch of biter precum already on the tip as he swirled his tongue around the head. Claeb moaned and carded a hand into his hair.
“Where does it feel bigger?” Caleb gasped the words. “In your mouth?” He pushed his hips a little, just touching the back of his throat, fingers tight in his hair. “Or in your ass? Fucking you from both sides. If I blindfolded you would you know which was me?”
He couldn't possibly expect an answer to these questions. But Caleb kept talking, fitting another hand in his hair, starting a shallow rhythm as he slowly fucked his mouth, giving him time to suck and flick with his toung.
“No answer?” Caleb asked, cock deep enough to stop his breath. The Echo gave two sharp thrusts in punishment, nailing his prostate for the first time and making him keen around the cock in his mouth.
“Maybe you are too used to my rhythm?” Caleb asked, his eyes half lidded, watching the shadow move. The cock in his mouth twitched. “Maybe I should act more like the Echo. This isn’t for me after all. You are so clever, Liebling, it's a great idea.” Smoldering fire lit blue eyes almost black with pleasure as the hands in his hair tightened.
Essek opened his throat. He thought he was ready as Calebs cock pushed down his throat but tears sprung to his eyes. The hands in his hair moved his head down until his nose pressed again red curls. The Echo stuttered in its movements, hands clinging to his hips with desperate strength.
Caleb pulled back, breathing deeply as Essek relaxed again. He didn’t want to give up the cock yet. This bit of Caleb was his, the heavy human weight of him an anchor after being untouched for so long. He sucked hard at the head, hollowing his cheeks. Caleb hissed in a breath, the shadow remained inside of him, a slow undulation of hips, fucking him open but giving neither of them what they needed to finish.
Caleb stilled his breath in his chest, his face drawing in concentration. “Now engel, let's see what you can take.” Caleb pulled him, changed the angle of his head so that when he thrust in his throat would be one long line.
This time he was ready, he closed his eyes as Caleb sunk deeper into his mouth, stretching his throat as he fucked into him. He couldn’t work the head any more but he could taste him, smell him as he began to piston slowly in and out of his mouth, the shadow matching the rhythm between his legs.
Caleb had never taken his mouth like this, slow, deliberate. Deeply fucking his mouth, not searching his own pleasure, but using him, testing the limits of him. Essek moaned deep in his chest. He could hear the soft wet sound of the cock in his mouth, feel the drool escaping the edge of his mouth, unable to stop it.
“You are so good love, you take so much. Could you take more of me? Three? Four? Would you be able to take their cocks too? So full of me that you couldn’t feel anything else?” Caleb asked, voice punched out, the words punctuated by his thrusts, control so tight that his rhythm never waivered, the Echo slamming home the moment Caleb pulled back, never giving him a moment of being empty.
“Would you let them kiss you? When your lips are hot and bruised from wrapping around my cock could you tell the difference?” Essek whimpered. He was letting himself be fucked by the Shadow, letting it invade him, claim him, but a kiss- He would answer but Caleb rocked down his throat, sitting deep, waiting until he gagged to pull back.
Caleb pulled the cock from his mouth. It took Essek a long moment to realize his breathing no longer had to be on a rhythm, laying still, letting his body rock with the motion of the Echo, his mouth still open, waiting for Caleb to fill him again.
A warm thumb wiped the moisture from the side of his mouth, a hand on his cheek, warm lips touched his. Caleb opened his mouth to him, a soft, deep exploration of his mouth. He moaned helplessly into the kiss as the Shadow changed angle, brushing his prostate, making him grind back wantonly. Caleb swept a tongue over his. He must taste himself, Essek thought wildly, the thought sticking in his mind. Teeth gently took his lower lip, a playful claiming before releasing him.
Caleb stood back, tucking his spit wet cock back into his trousers. It must hurt, hard and red, but Caleb made no sign of discomfort. Bending to make a note in his book, blue eyes flicking up to the Shadow, lingering on Essek’s chest as if he were counting breaths and then making another notation.
“We can plan another experiment for the morning.” Caleb said simply, mouthing the words ‘multiple duplicates’ as he wrote another quick note. The Shadow touched between his legs, running a careful finger along the stretched rim of his entrance and pushed a finger in beside his moving cock. Essek arched his back, taking the new girth with a spark of pleasure. Caleb cleared his throat to get his attention, his face a picture of serenity. “For tonight we have to finish an experiment regarding your safety.”
FILL Part 3/3
Date: 2021-06-15 02:23 pm (UTC)Essek remembered every moment of it. Of being picked up like he weighed nothing, moved and manipulated and brought onto the apes back. How Caleb couldn’t talk, couldn’t think, driven by animal need. Need to protect him, to claim him.
Essek couldn’t speak, only nodded as Caleb made a noncommittal sound as if that was what he had expected.
“We need to know if you can take me in that form, that I won't break you if I split you open on my cock.” Fingers tapped his chest absentmindedly, reaching over and rubbing a nipple between his fingers. “We need to know if you can keep your head as you writhe on my giant ape cock. You can do that for me, can’t you?” Caleb was using the tone he used when he wanted something simple and sweet, a hug, a warm mug of tea. The only part of him that gave the game away were his eyes, pupils blown nearly black, swallowing the blue.
Essek nodded again, biting his lip as Calebs hand trailed across his chest to pull at his other nipple.
“Good boy.” Caleb praised, soothing the abused nipple with soft fingers. “I can control my shadow when he transforms. I can decide exactly how many inches of cock you will take, I can control how hard I force you onto me.” he paused, smiled, head down, looking up through his lashes. “If I am too big for you we have healing potions.”
This time Essek moaned, the words making heat pool in his groin. He reached out to touch Caleb but the wizard stepped back, taking in the scene before him. Caleb traded places with the Echo in an effortless motion, the shadowed cock finally, finally slipping free of him, leaving his ass open and empty. Essek felt a rush of relief. He didn ‘t know how big the ape was, what would happen if the shadow transformed inside of him. How it would feel to go from his lovers human cock to the ape that had lifted him in a single giant hand-
Caleb touched his open hole, letting his fingers slide in with ease, it wasn’t nearly enough, a teasing, probing touch. Caleb nodded to himself, wiping the excess slick off on the inside of Esseks bare thigh, and walking back to the head of the table.
If he hadn’t known Caleb as well as he did he would think the human was calm, almost uninterested in the scene before him. But Caleb was as known to him as himself, he could feel the tension in the way he held himself, the high sweet touch of pride and he raised his hand and released the spell hiding within the Echo.
The redhead smiled, the perfect shadowed echo of Caleb erupting into a swirl of magic, dark and rippling, doubling, tripling in size until a giant smoke black ape remained at the end of the table. Not orange and white the way Caleb's ape had been, but covered in a thick black and grey fur, so dark in places it seemed almost a void of space. Essek lay spread open and frozen still as the huge beast took a lumbering step forward, lowering its head slowly between Essek’s legs and taking in a deep possessive inhale through its nose.
A low growling roar filled the room, the sounds reverberating through his chest as the ape stood straight, hand reaching between its own thick legs, grabbing its massive shadowed cock and placing it on Essek’s belly, letting the bulbous head of it rest between his ribs, showing its impossible length and girth. Its heavy weight pressed down on him. Was that precum dripping from its monster cock? Was that possible?
It was enormous, bigger around than his arm. Thick veins ran across its surface, ridged along its length so that each inch would be rubbing inside him. It was Impossibly huge against his flat stomach, it would rearrange every part of him. A thick drop of pearl white dripped onto his chest as the beast slid its cock against his belly, trapping Esseks own cock beneath it. Would Caleb have held him down and made him take this if the others hadn’t been there that day? What if it hadn’t mattered, what if Caleb had lost himself, had flipped him over and fucked him on his giant monster cock in front of all of them? How close had it been?
The scratch of a pen and the heavy breathing of the ape were the loudest things in the room. Caleb was taking notes, mumbling numbers and figures to himself calmly as another thick drop of cum was smeared into Essek’s skin.
Caleb looked up at last, watching the slow movement of the ape as it shifted its hips, rubbing itself along Esseks body. Watching the heavy rise and fall of Essek’s chest as the beast shifted its heavy balls to rest against Essek’s groin, as Essek’s neglected dick felt the first blissful touch of cool, heavy cock.
“He likes how ready for him you are.” Caleb's voice was different now, low, edged with desire and brutal need. Essek could see how dark his eyes were, the faint wet spot of the front of his trousers. “He likes how swollen your little cock is, how you opened yourself for him.” Caleb licked his lips. “The echo didn’t want anything, the ape, he wants. I can feel him. Do you know what he would do to you if I let him?”
The ape stopped rubbing the head of its cock into Esseks skin, letting it spring back to stand between his legs. The creature moved carefully, cradling Essek in two large hands, wrapping around his back and under his arms, lifting him off the table and holding him in the air. Essek could only let himself be moved, reached out to touch the black grey fur, hit with a spin of vertigo, his view of the room shifted feet higher than it usually was. He let the ape move his legs until the head of the massive cock was wedged between his cheeks and pressing threateningly as his opening, gravity pressing his own weight down, opening his already swollen hole to the wet tip of the beast.
He could see the ape's face, close enough to touch. It was clear now, the expression of familiar concentration written in its features. Caleb. Clever and brilliant and ready to fuck him until he screamed.
But it didn’t change the fact that he was too big. He could feel the cock against him, so big that it felt only blunt. It might as well be a stool. He would never be able to take him.
As if the ape knew what he was thinking he began to move, the shadow ape pulled him down slowly, centimeter by centimeter making him open, making him take the bulbous head of his cock. One hand giving up its grip on his chest to spread his legs wider, turning and wiggling Essek like he were nothing more than a fuck doll, a weightless warm puppet.
He was too stretched out. The head only half way in, his body was covered in a film of sweat. The ape turned him around effortlessly, making him spin on his cock to see Caleb sitting on the edge of the table, watching him come apart before he began.
“You can take more.” Caleb's cheeks were flushed, his hands white knuckled on the side of the table in an effort to not touch himself. “I can feel it.”
The ape took Essek in both hands, slowly sliding him down with one final thrust the head of his dick sank into Esseks body.
It was huge. Impossibly huge. Any wider and his hips wouldn’t be able to take him in. Touching everywhere inside him at once. He moaned long and broken as he tried to clench down around it. He wanted to move his hips, wanted to feel the changes as he kept the head within him. But there was no break now that the head was in. The ape rumbled low and deep, the vibration coming up through its cock. It wanted more.
The ape was holding him up, all it took was from him to slowly let go to make Essek fuck himself down onto his cock. He tried to keep his eyes open, tried to look at Caleb sitting so still as he took inch after inch into himself but it was too much. He let his eyes fall closed as the ape made room for itself inside of him, fuckig deeper until there would be nowhere left he wasn’t. The shaft was easier to take than the head, ridged and thick, sparking pleasure and sweet agony through him until his breath had become a helpless pant. The hand around his chest tightened, keeping him still with still inches to go. Would he make him take those too?
“You are perfect.” Caleb's voice was closer than before. Essek managed to open his eyes, to blink through tears and sweat as the human laid a hand on his stomach where the apes cock had shifted, bulging his normally flat belly into his lover's open palm. “Maybe you could take me after all.” Fully dressed, Caleb looked fucked out, like it was him inside him, him plunging so deep inside him he could barely cry out.
“Do you want to see what he wants to do? What I want to do to you when I am polymorphed and it's my cock making you moan?” Caleb pushed his hand into his belly, feeling the cock beneath.
“Fuck.” Essek panted. “Yes. Fuck. Caleb!” He squirmed, needing movement, needing more.
One giant hand palmed the top of his body, fingers curling around his shoulders, leaving his body exposed as he was lifted up off the thick cock. A long drawn out scream was pulled from him as the cock surged back up into him, held in place as the beast fucked itself into him. Open and exposed for Caleb to see, to feel the movement of the beast thrusting up into his abdomen.
The movements grew more wild. Caleb in control but switching priorities between his own view and the apes' boundless desire. Essek screamed until he had no voice left. He had wanted to stay collected, to keep control of himself but every time he found a shred of dignity to hold onto the ape plunged back inside, grinding against his prostate, making him want to beg until he was fucked into completion. Sweet pride and heat filled him when he caught a glance of Caleb, he was taking all of this monster dick, all of Caleb. His screams fell into endless keening moans as the ape changed its hold again, using him as a cocksleeve, moving him effortless up and down, finally sinking until the very edge, until he had taken every monstrous inch and the cool shadowed testicals slapped against his skin. The ape made a sound like victory and kept him there, moving him only shallow inches up and down on the deepest part of his cock, fucking every bit of him. Hard to breath as his lungs fought for space in his abdomen. The ape kept him there for minutes, a huge hand in his hair, petting him as he kept him speared on his cock, soft rumbling sounds of pleasure when Essek moved or writhed, more gentle head pats as a reward.
Caleb sat down. Watching with his perfect count of time, his perfect memory. Esssek would always be in his mind like this, spread open, being fucked by a monster any time he cared to think of it.
Esseks cock bounced against his stomach, hot and swollen. He needed-
“Caleb.” Essek whined. He didn’t know what he wanted. What he needed. But Caleb would know.
The ape made a low growl, snapping its hips up into him, using him deep and hard until a flood of cool spurted inside him as the beast came.
He was lowered onto his belly across the table, the ape curling around him, fucking him deep and endless, still hard though cum was leaking out and down his legs. His hips ached, legs too spread open to take any of his weight. The ape pulled most of the way out, leave only his bulbous head inside, fucking shallowly as Caleb stood up, his hands dry and comforting on his skin as the table shook with the apes thrusts.
“You can come now Liebling. You did so well.” Caleb brushed his hair out of his face the way the ape had. The ape shifted, lifting Esseks hips, letting the head of its cock tease as his entrance. Caleb slipped a hand underneath him, taking his cock into his hand and it was too much.
He cried out weakly as he pulsed into Caleb's hand. Too tired to move as the ape pulled out of him with a wet pop. His feet collapsed beneath him but both Caleb and the Ape Echo were there to catch him, huge hands cradling him to a black chest, carrying him across the room to the couch and laying him down.
He let his eyes drift closed. His mind a whitenoise of pleasure and exertion. He could feel his hole trying to close on nothing, twitching as it tried to shut itself. He could feel the heavy wet drip of the apes cum still inside him. Warm fingers pushed into him, gentle and exploring.
It was too much. His whole body felt like a lightning bolt, every nerve algith. The stretch was still there. He moaned helplessly as the fingers dipped inside. He felt Caleb sink himself to the last, felt the catch of his thumb before he pulled back.
He almost missed the sound of cloth shifting.
“Caleb-” He wanted to cry, to be held until his body pulled back together, he wanted Caleb to slip his cock inside of him and never take it out.
“You took so much. I could feel him finish so deep inside you, feel him claim you.” His voice was reverent. “So strong.”
Caleb was on his knees on the couch next to him, lowering his pants, showing the beautiful pink cock, so swollen and red now that it must hurt. How long had it been? An hour? More?
Essek could only watch as his lover brough the head of his cock to his gaping hole and push in. He was fucked out, broken open. He had held on for so long. Caleb didn’t hesitate, sinking fully into him, groaning as he bottomed out effortlessly. Lips met his, wet and close, moving to his neck and sucking kisses into his skin. Essek writhed as human hands held his hips and thrust into him.
“Fuck.” Caleb panted against him “You are so open.”
He felt raw, limp and helpless. He wanted Caleb's skin against his. He couldn’t stop the soft broken mewling as Caleb pistoned into him hard and rough, fucking him into the couch. His hands grasping at the back of Caleb's shirt as he cried out, thrusting deep to empty himself into Essek.
It was finally over.
They lay damp and wrecked on the couch together. Seconds ticked by until Caleb pulled out carefully and crawled up Essek’s body, a smile already on his face, the dopey one that no one ever got to see.
“Are you alright Essek?” A kiss was pressed to his nose. He felt the magic as Caleb cleaned them both. He summoned up the energy to raise an eyebrow.
“Yes. Although I didn’t think echos could make such a mess.” Caleb chuckled and lay down against his chest.
“A surprise.” Caleb answered smugly. “A good one I hope.”
“Very good.” Essek kissed the top of Caleb's hair. It was soft and clean and smelled like home. “I love you, you know.” He said before he could stop himself.
“I know.” Caleb was already curling into him, his hand pressed over Esseks chest, feeling the beat of his heart. “I love you too.”
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Date: 2021-06-16 02:55 pm (UTC)GotDAMN.
I really love the possessiveness, here: “You felt it didn’t you? How close I was to fucking you? To tearing off your clothes and claiming you. My mate.”
Essek remembered every moment of it. Of being picked up like he weighed nothing, moved and manipulated and brought onto the apes back. How Caleb couldn’t talk, couldn’t think, driven by animal need. Need to protect him, to claim him.
and here: “He likes how ready for him you are.” Caleb's voice was different now, low, edged with desire and brutal need. Essek could see how dark his eyes were, the faint wet spot of the front of his trousers. “He likes how swollen your little cock is, how you opened yourself for him.” Caleb licked his lips. “The echo didn’t want anything, the ape, he wants. I can feel him. Do you know what he would do to you if I let him?”
Just, chef's kiss.
And all the roughness, the overstimulation, the wet and messiness, SO GOOD. Caleb unable to resist fucking an already completely fucked out Essek. HNG.
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