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That wasn't a request. I don't make requests.

[ he leans forward to grip the shadow by the nape of the neck and force its head straight again, dipping the machine down one more notch so that he can press its face into the come on the blankets. ]

Do what I said.

[ he flicks a small switch and the machine starts to fuck it even harder. ]

[The words Dirk say should maybe be disturbing, but Nadir is unsure if it's because he's not saying them to HIM or maybe, somewhere deep inside, he's thinking it would be..."interesting" to have him say that to him about something. Even if it was having to lick up his own come? Or was that too much even for him? God, he doesn't know, his mind is so cloudy from sex and the continued stimulation from the machine and watching him do it to what is, essentially, himself, that logic is beyond him at the moment. All he can do is make small sounds, high and reedy, almost in time with the machine's thrusts, as he continues to watch.

The shadow, meanwhile, struggles but it's weak and performative, or just trying to adjust to the new punishing speed. It opens its mouth, and laps at the smears of white, turning its glowering gaze to Nadir as it does, but Nadir feels nothing from it in this moment, its power over him dissipated.]

There we go. Good boy.

[ he doesn't relent, still holding its head down, keeping an eye on the machine to make sure it keeps working smoothly. he spares a glance to nadir and looks him over before nodding to himself for some inscrutable reason. then he turns back to the shadow.

who knows what's going on in his head?

the reality is he's intent on dissipating the shadow entirely, then returning to nadir for some more attention. he's just gauging if nadir is in a proper position to wait that long. ]

Make sure you get it all.

[What does it say about Nadir that the shadow doesn't hesitate after it began to lick up the mess, seeming to begin to revel in being pinned and doing it out of some kind of obedience. And what does it say about Nadir that it really is getting to him, stirring him in his core.

However, it doesn't seem the shadow grows any weaker, not like when Dirk was playing with Nadir, but the shadow isn't going to say anything about that.]

[ he catches on quick that the shadow isn't going to be removed in this way, but he waits for it to finish cleaning up the bed before he shifts it back away from the bed and moves back to nadir, slowing the machine down before he turns it off and frees nadir from its insistent thrusts.

he's back to ignoring the shadow as he starts to unbuckle nadir from the harnesses, supporting his weight as soon as the straps give way. he carries him to the bed and deposits him on the mattress, then twirls a finger in the air. ]

Face down, ass up.

[Nadir is confused when Dirk returns and removes him from the machine, making him gasp and moan roughly as the dildo is fully removed, leaving him feel sore, stretched and empty. He clings to him as he's lifted from the get up, feeling entirely wobbly, and happily curls up on the bed when laid down.

The following instructions makes him lift an eyebrow. He pushes himself up, looking back at Dirk over his shoulder, looking accidentally sultry.]

Really? You're good to go again?

[Oops, is he mistakenly disobeying right now.]

Why don't you do what I say and find out.

[ he gives his ass another swat, enough to sting but not to be a full smack, and twirls his finger again. ]

Unless you've had enough and you want to stop. I can let you and your buddy there sleep it off.

Ah!

[He yelps at the spank, tail fluffing out from the shock of it, face hot from the excitement. He shoots Dirk a look, but moves to do as told as he remarks:]

What a cruel man, using a poor
guy in distress for his sexual pleasure...

[He lays his front down but lifts his ass, tail up straight to give Dirk a nice, unobstructed view of his hole, stretched and waiting.]

Are you not having a good time?

[ he rubs a hand over one ass cheek soothingly, watching as he gets into proper position. ]

You look like you're enjoying yourself to me.

[ with that, he pulls out the lube again to work it over his cock and then positions himself carefully to slowly start to slide his cock into nadir's waiting hole, keeping an eye on him for any distress. ]

I might be having a good time, sure...

[He says playfully, wagging his tail, and thus his ass, as Dirk touches it.]

Especially after getting a breather. It felt like torture for a second there--ahh...!

[He gasps, feeling a new intrusion inside him. His hips jump, toes scratching at the bed for a second until he relaxes back into it.]

Sh-shoot, how're you hard again so fast...

It's been a solid twenty minutes. Should it have taken longer?

[ mildly. he rocks forward until he's fully sheathed in nadir's ass, then grips the base of his tail and starts to fuck him in earnest. long, slow movements at first, getting him acclimated to the feeling of switching to a real cock from silicone. ]

I...it...I hear it does...

[He says between moans and whimpers, his own dick still not quite hard. It has spirit, however, as the tip of it peaks out of his sheath, moist and pre-cum beading.

He's able to adjust quite easily to his real dick, of course, he's a natural, after all. But he decides it feels so much nicer, how it's warm and jerks inside of him...and the tug to his tail makes him yelp again, loud and aroused.]

Get used to it.

[ he shifts over him a bit, leaning over: one hand plants at his nape and the other keeps hold of his tail, using him for leverage and putting a portion of his weight down. not all of it, because he can support himself without full use of his arms (core strength means a lot, okay).

he moves a little faster, gripping harder at his tail, and leans down to nip at his ear. ]

Feeling better?

[He gives another moan as he's held down, shaky and long, and he mindlessly thrusts his hips to try and rub himself on the bed to make it even better, even if it's not quite as thorough as he'd like with Dirk holding his tail like that.

His body covering his makes him feel...he's not sure how to describe it, but it makes his gem flare even brighter. He cracks open one eyes, so hard to do with how lost he feels in the sex, and licks his lips before answering.]

Loads...

Good.

[ he doesn't relent, not really, and grips nadir's tail tighter to keep him in place so he can't rut against the bed.

however, in the same moment his thumb brushes along the side of nadir's neck gently in contrast to how roughly he's going at his ass. it's a soft, soothing swipe, like he's being mindful of nadir's state and paying close attention to what he needs.

it's nice, probably. ]

Think you can come just like this?

[His whimper turns petulant and frustrated as he's kept from being able to get any relief--or even get himself harder easily.

He's relatively easily soothed by the thumb tracing over his neck. His head turns, as if trying to rub against what bit of his hand he can, hungry for more affection along with the sex, but it's left to be seen if he gets it.

In a trembling voice, he answers:]

I...maybe...?

Mm. We'll see.

[ he's good at sensing things though, and the hand at his neck deviates so that it can wrap around his torso and draw him back against dirk's chest, hand dipping down to squeeze his balls idly before he starts to explore with his fingers, stroking what of his cock is exposed before letting fingers trail around the seam of where it begins to come out of his sheath. ]

Looks like you need a little help first.

[He grunts as he's pulled up against Dirk, and reacts to it with an undulation of his body, rocking up into him, and down onto Dirk's dick with a squeeze of his body around it.

For his effort, Nadir is rewarded with a little genital groping that makes him bite his lower lip for a brief moment before he's actively, loudly whimpering at his sheath being teased, Dirk's words giving his heart an excited flutter. Would Dirk...?]

Please... I wanna come again so bad...

[ rather than say anything at first, he gently slides the tip of one finger under the edge of his sheath, feeling the heat from his cock and giving the sheath itself a little stretch. he's mostly exploring right now, figuring out what works by judging nadir's reactions.

and so far they've been positive, so he keeps going. ]

You'll come again before we're through, don't worry.

[He reacts to him slipping a finger under the sensitive skin with a loud yelp of surprise and pleasure, his body arching up against his as pleasure rockets up his spine, making even his fur fluff out.]

Do-don't stop...

[He pleads, quivering in his hold.]

Who said anythin' about stoppin'?

[ he rubs nadir's cock under the sheath, adding another finger to stretch it a little more and give him more contact. it's still gentle, exploratory, as he keeps rolling his hips so that he's not giving nadir a break from the fucking. ]

How does it feel?

[He wants to explain he doesn't mean stop the whole sex thing, just the...sheath...thing but he has lost 99% of his vocabulary currently and all he can do is grind back onto Dirk's dick as he shudders against him. He cranes his head back, pressing it on Dirk's shoulder as he openly pants, getting so heated as his own cock rushes back to life at this thoroughly lewd act he's doing to him, his length growing, getting thicker, making his sheath tighter around Dirk's fingers and making Nadir go even more crazy.]

G-good! So good...!

Good boy. Just look at you.

[ it's soft praise right against his ear as teeth catch the edge of it, and he uses the slickness of nadir's precome to keep moving his fingers along his sheath, stroking his cock and oh-so-carefully stretching the skin a little further like he's testing how nadir will react. ]

Feels like I'm playin' you like a fiddle.

[If he was a little less thoroughly fucked and a little more clear-minded maybe he would pick up that Dirk has an obvious control fetish, but all that registers is the praising tone in his voice and how it feels just as good as his dick in him and his fingers playing on his own.

He doesn't answer, just writhes against him as his moans and whimpers and pants with his tongue out, until his sheath grows too tight, forcing Dirk's fingers out as his knot begins to swell. Nadir grips the blanket at the sensation, practically sobbing as the need to come grows.]

Di-Dirk...!

Come on...

[ he keeps fucking him persistently, and shifts tactics once his fingers are forced out of the sheath, giving his knot a squeeze before properly stroking his cock, then going back and giving another squeeze, and so on. ]

I know you can come for me again.

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