Elijah loomed over Ash, his tall figure casting a dark shadow over the boy's trembling body. His fingers grazed the surface of Ash's heated skin, causing it to ripple with goosebumps. As he pressed one digit into Ash's quivering entrance, he could feel the tightness and resistance.
"Hnnggg!..." Ash cried out in pure bliss, he could no longer make sense of anything.
Elijah couldn't help but let out a low growl at the feeling of Ash's tightness around his finger. "Oh god, baby," he hissed. "You're so fucking tight. It's like trying to break through a wall."
Ash writhed beneath Elijah's touch, desperate for more. He pushed his ass up, silently pleading to be filled. With a wicked smile, Elijah slid a second finger inside, watching as Ash's face contorted in pleasure and pain.
"Nngh!...Ahh..hnngg…Haaahhh.."
