Kurt has little choice but to lean back against Alpha when coaxed, feeling the entire length of his gorgeous body supporting their weight, his broad chest rumbling against their back with every filthy word he purrs. His touch is divine. They don't know if they were always this sensitive, or if Corrigan is just that good, or if the pleasure they feel is caused by some mating dynamic they can't understand. They suppose it doesn't matter. This is what seduced Kurt in the first place, this feeling.
This praise. Alpha moves their arms aside, exposing their tender, swelling, bitten chest to his touch, but Kurt just hurries to hide their face in their hands instead, bright red with pleasure and embarrassment both. He's so generous with his praise. A beautiful sight, he says, more than adept, their heart, their center, their beloved. For a young person who's only ever been belittled and scorned by the men in their life, getting to hear such heartfelt approval makes all their defenses melt away in an instant. They'll gladly risk his displeasure and punishments, they'll take it all, if he just makes them feel like this from time to time.
Kurt is not in their right mind when they're being pleasured, they're discovering. Or toyed with, which is what Corrigan is actually doing, playing with their steadily relaxing body with those curious, searching fingers, not letting up for even a moment. He could get them to agree to anything like this.
"Y-Yes, Alpha," they whine into their hands, gasping as they feel Corrigan growing hard against them. They're not far behind, cock twitching between their spread-open legs. "I will, I— I can do that, I c-can do that, I'll surrender. Alpha, p-please, I wanna be a g-good mate to you, I wanna please you with m-my body, please, wanna make you feel good always."
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This praise. Alpha moves their arms aside, exposing their tender, swelling, bitten chest to his touch, but Kurt just hurries to hide their face in their hands instead, bright red with pleasure and embarrassment both. He's so generous with his praise. A beautiful sight, he says, more than adept, their heart, their center, their beloved. For a young person who's only ever been belittled and scorned by the men in their life, getting to hear such heartfelt approval makes all their defenses melt away in an instant. They'll gladly risk his displeasure and punishments, they'll take it all, if he just makes them feel like this from time to time.
Kurt is not in their right mind when they're being pleasured, they're discovering. Or toyed with, which is what Corrigan is actually doing, playing with their steadily relaxing body with those curious, searching fingers, not letting up for even a moment. He could get them to agree to anything like this.
"Y-Yes, Alpha," they whine into their hands, gasping as they feel Corrigan growing hard against them. They're not far behind, cock twitching between their spread-open legs. "I will, I— I can do that, I c-can do that, I'll surrender. Alpha, p-please, I wanna be a g-good mate to you, I wanna please you with m-my body, please, wanna make you feel good always."