Corrigan can tell Naseer's holding back -- when he's at his most intense, he can make any member of the pack come within moments. Even the very practiced Alpha, for all his smug bragging about stamina. But this is all so new for Kurt, already so intense and overwhelming, even with Naseer barely moving. Corrigan wonders if their sweet, recently-virginal mate has ever even touched themselves before, if they have any idea how many wonderful ways their body can feel.
"I know, my love, it feels so good, so hot and perfect around your beautiful cock." He murmurs it against their ear, moving his fingers in rhythmic, rolling motions, caressing Kurt’s slick, hot inside, seeking out that place within them that'll truly send them into blissful madness. "Do you know how perfect you are? Every inch of you, made without flaw, intoxicating to us. There's nothing wrong in you, nothing shameful." Even as the fact he has to say this sends an ache through Corrigan’s core, he says it over and over against Kurt's neck, their ear, their tangled hair. "Nothing, you're so good, so beautiful, my sweet, perfect mate, my love, my life."
The plaintive plea comes, Kurt blushing and stammering as they obey, saying the filthy words for the first time, seemingly embarrassed. But Corrigan can feel the way they go tight and shuddering around his fingers, how the forbidden words thrill them. He looks forward to teasing them more, once they're wholly secure in their safety. The Alpha stifles a groan, thinking about someday teasing Kurt, just like this, calling them a needy, filthy little slut.
Time enough for that later, though -- the pack has the rest of forever to delight in their perfect mate. What matters is now, Kurt begging him -- for release, for permission, for more. Corrigan is fully hard by now, cock sliding free of it's sheath, rubbing against Kurt's slim back. He exhales, guiding his mate's small hand in tugging at Naseer's curls, seeing his Beta shiver in enjoyment. "Just like that, sweet one, he loves when you pull his hair like that, see? You make us both feel so good, Kurt, you're doing so good for us..." Corrigan slowly pulls his fingers free, guiding his cock to press inside instead -- sooner than he might usually, but wanting to soothe the sting of abandonment from earlier. "Come for me, beloved. I'm here, I won't leave you again. Never again, Kurt, never."
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Date: 2023-06-05 12:15 am (UTC)"I know, my love, it feels so good, so hot and perfect around your beautiful cock." He murmurs it against their ear, moving his fingers in rhythmic, rolling motions, caressing Kurt’s slick, hot inside, seeking out that place within them that'll truly send them into blissful madness. "Do you know how perfect you are? Every inch of you, made without flaw, intoxicating to us. There's nothing wrong in you, nothing shameful." Even as the fact he has to say this sends an ache through Corrigan’s core, he says it over and over against Kurt's neck, their ear, their tangled hair. "Nothing, you're so good, so beautiful, my sweet, perfect mate, my love, my life."
The plaintive plea comes, Kurt blushing and stammering as they obey, saying the filthy words for the first time, seemingly embarrassed. But Corrigan can feel the way they go tight and shuddering around his fingers, how the forbidden words thrill them. He looks forward to teasing them more, once they're wholly secure in their safety. The Alpha stifles a groan, thinking about someday teasing Kurt, just like this, calling them a needy, filthy little slut.
Time enough for that later, though -- the pack has the rest of forever to delight in their perfect mate. What matters is now, Kurt begging him -- for release, for permission, for more. Corrigan is fully hard by now, cock sliding free of it's sheath, rubbing against Kurt's slim back. He exhales, guiding his mate's small hand in tugging at Naseer's curls, seeing his Beta shiver in enjoyment. "Just like that, sweet one, he loves when you pull his hair like that, see? You make us both feel so good, Kurt, you're doing so good for us..." Corrigan slowly pulls his fingers free, guiding his cock to press inside instead -- sooner than he might usually, but wanting to soothe the sting of abandonment from earlier. "Come for me, beloved. I'm here, I won't leave you again. Never again, Kurt, never."