“I won't hurt you, Kon,” Osy whispered into Kon's ears as he used his fingers to loosen his tight hole. “It will be a long, pleasurable night for you, Kon.”
Kon wriggled his arse as Osy slipped two fingers inside.
“You are so tight, Kon.” Osy slid his fingers out, only to slide them back in. He continued to work to loosen Kon's hole.
The pain Kon felt earlier, dulled a bit, leaving only pleasure in its wake.
He gripped the blanket under him in a tight grip as he tried not to moan out loud.
For the past five years, he had forgotten how pleasurable it was to be intimate with Osy.
“Relax, Kon. The more you tighten your arse, the more painful it will be for you. Loosen up a bit, love.” He kissed Kon's back.
“I'm trying. Damn it, you—”
A slap on his butt caused him to stop.
“Why did you hit me!” He clenched his teeth in anger.
“You seem to have forgotten, Kon. But I hate a pet who cusses.” Osy kissed Kon's arse.
