It shouldn't be possible for the wolf to fit all the way inside them. He's too big, they're too tiny, way too tiny, surely he'll meet some resistance or they'll split apart or die from sheer impossible pleasure. But he fits, his hips pressing flush against theirs, their tummy distending to fit him all, without any pain at all. It just feels good.
He moves inside them, and Kurt feels his cock shifting against their palm, right through their stomach, and they sob with pleasure into Naseer's neck. Their fingers find his thick curly hair, holding on for dear life as Corrigan's trusts start getting deeper, harder. The wolf shudders happily at the tug to his hair. He's counting the seconds until he too gets to fuck the eager little human, arching so pretty and needy into all of their hands caressing their body.
Naseer reaches further down, guiding Kurt's fingers to their own cock, so hard and hot to the touch between their spread legs. The human sobs at just the brush of their hand to it.
"Yes! Hah—! I w-will, I will, please," they babble, not comprehending what they're agreeing to, what they're pleading for. How could such a tiny human survive taking all five of them, when just one feels so good? Their cock is throbbing, sensitive, slick where they've been leaking, so close to bursting already. Something about everyone touching them all at once, the scent of them all lingering thick in the warm sunny air, the promise that the whole pack will take turns to make them feel like this makes Kurt feel like they could live in this pleasure forever.
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He moves inside them, and Kurt feels his cock shifting against their palm, right through their stomach, and they sob with pleasure into Naseer's neck. Their fingers find his thick curly hair, holding on for dear life as Corrigan's trusts start getting deeper, harder. The wolf shudders happily at the tug to his hair. He's counting the seconds until he too gets to fuck the eager little human, arching so pretty and needy into all of their hands caressing their body.
Naseer reaches further down, guiding Kurt's fingers to their own cock, so hard and hot to the touch between their spread legs. The human sobs at just the brush of their hand to it.
"Yes! Hah—! I w-will, I will, please," they babble, not comprehending what they're agreeing to, what they're pleading for. How could such a tiny human survive taking all five of them, when just one feels so good? Their cock is throbbing, sensitive, slick where they've been leaking, so close to bursting already. Something about everyone touching them all at once, the scent of them all lingering thick in the warm sunny air, the promise that the whole pack will take turns to make them feel like this makes Kurt feel like they could live in this pleasure forever.