But here I am. Going out, hanging with friends, and generally being a part of the community. It's not a bad thing, but it means I need to a) keep my calendar up to date so I don't forget stuff and b) make some extra time to keep up on things like my blog!
So here you go, the next chapter of Tentacles and Chain; I'll be updating the archive site later on today in case you missed a chapter and don't feel like scrolling back through the last couple of blog posts to find it (although all of T&C's chapters are tagged, which should help in finding them).
Chapter
Sixteen
Trellen’s heart stopped at
the sound of his Master’s voice. “I’m sorry.” Master had never said he wasn’t
allowed to touch him. But he never lets
me do it, either. “I didn’t mean…I only….” I want to see you. He just wasn’t willing to pay the price.
“No apologies necessary, Pretty.” The
warmth in Master’s tone chased away the burgeoning fear. “I enjoy your touch.”
Trellen’s heart swelled the same way it
did when Master called him beautiful—but at the same time, a lump formed in
Trellen’s throat. He wasn’t naïve. He knew he wasn’t special. He was merely a
slave. A plaything. Surely there had been others before him. Surely there would
be others after him.
But when Master reached down and carded
his fingers through Trellen’s hair, Trellen couldn’t help but lean into his
touch. Master truly owned him body and soul. Because I allowed it. Perhaps part of him even wanted it. Goddess, what am I
going to do when he tires of me? Eventually the newness would wear off and
then…. Trellen shivered. He didn’t know what would happen when Master grew
weary of playing with him.
Master cupped his cheek. “What is the
matter, Pretty?”
“I…nothing.” He didn’t want to know how
long he had or what would happen when someone new caught his Master’s eye.
“May…may I continue?” he asked tentatively.
Master rubbed his thumb over Trellen’s
cheek and pulled him gently into a kiss. Trellen’s eyes slid shut as he savored
the tenderness of it. Usually Master only kissed him like this after sex.
Trellen slid his arms around Master’s neck, fully expecting to be restrained
before he got far—but Master allowed the embrace and Trellen held on tight. He
deepened the kiss and Master reciprocated. For a few seconds, Trellen allowed
himself to believe that if Master had come to him by sunlight, he would have
welcomed the stranger’s touch.
Master smiled, then broke the kiss. “If
you wish to continue, you may. I would like it, in fact.”
Trellen bit his lip “Is…is there anywhere
you don’t want me to touch?”
“You may touch me however you like, my
sweet.” He sounded bemused.
Trellen’s heart swelled up again with
that same strange emotion. He leaned in and pressed another soft kiss to
Master’s lips, then he kissed Master’s cheek. He ran his lips along Master’s
strong jaw and down his neck. Master gripped Trellen tightly and for a moment
he froze—but then he realized Master was rolling onto his back and only
intended to keep Trellen on top of him as he moved.
Trellen kissed his way along Master’s
collar and down his chest, though he avoided Master’s nipples. He wanted to
explore, not get fucked again—at least not yet, even though his cock was
already starting to twitch with excitement. Trellen kissed Master’s stomach and
nipped at his belly button, exactly the same way Master had done to him. Master
arched into his touch and let out a low moan that went straight to Trellen’s
cock.
“So good, my Pretty,” he murmured,
running his hands along Trellen’s back. “You are…you are such a rare and
beautiful flower.”
Brimming over with delight at the soft
words, Trellen kissed his way along his Master’s hips. Slowly, he pulled away
and sat up so that he could part Master’s tentacles, once more to expose
Master’s erect cock. He slid his hand down its shaft, eliciting another throaty
moan. It was hard to believe that less only a month ago, he’d been shy. Afraid.
But what he’s done to me…. Trellen
leaned in and tasted his Master’s cockhead; his skin was salty and sweet.
Trellen
took Master’s cock slowly into his mouth, laving his tongue around the shaft as
he’d done dozens of times before. But this time, his hands were free to wander,
so he let them. He skimmed his fingertips over Master’s skin and quickly found
his anal slit. Knowing what pleasure he got from having the sensitive skin
fingered and teased, he did the same to his Master and was rewarded by another
low moan. Tentacles curled around Trellen’s body and he faltered.
But Master didn’t restrain Trellen, he
encircled him gently. “Holding you makes me happy,” he explained.
Trellen liked it too. He went back to
lavishing attention on Master’s cock while he skimmed Master’s entrance lightly
with his fingertips.
“I would very much like it if you were to
use your mouth where you are using your fingers, Pretty.” Master’s words were
throaty, filled with lust, but the command was clear and Trellen’s heart beat
harder. He’d thought there was nothing left to make his corruption more
complete. “I want to feel your tongue on my entrance.” The command was
stronger. “I want to feel it inside me.”
There seemed no choice but to obey.
Trellen slid further down and Master shifted, making it easier for him to find
his way. His chest filled with excitement and fear as he slipped his tongue
against the tight slit—but the sound Master made in response, part-way between
a moan and a growl, gave Trellen courage. Master’s tentacles slid over his
back, making Trellen shiver with delight. He slid his tongue over Master’s
entrance a second time.
“Very good, my sweet. You must never be
afraid to explore unknown pleasures.”
Exploring the unknown was what had gotten
him here in the first place—but there was no turning back. Trellen laved at
Master’s entrance with the flat of his tongue, taking his cues from the sounds
Master made. Low throaty growls, soft moans, lust-filled sighs. He couldn’t
deny loving the way those sounds made him feel. Like for once he’s at my mercy instead of the other way around. As
his confidence grew, he pressed his tongue harder against Master’s slit until
at last, it slid it inside.
Master cried out and arched his back.
“Yes! So very good.” He ran his fingers through Trellen’s hair. “Deeper, my
sweet.”
Trellen obeyed without a second thought.
The taste was salty and strong, but not disagreeable and the deeper he plunged
his tongue, the louder Master moaned. Trellen used his hand to work his
Master’s cock, while his own cock swelled with need until his whole body ached.
Then impulse took him, and Trellen slid one finger into Master’s tight
entrance. Master’s back arched and the tentacles around Trellen tightened. But
finally he understood the embrace as a sign Master’s pleasure and not an
indication that he wanted Trellen to stop. Trellen pushed his finger in deeper.
Surely that there must be a sweet spot somewhere inside Master’s body that
would fill Master’s veins with sparks and Lightning.
“I want you to fuck me.”
3 comments:
Yay! Been waiting on this! :)
~M
I am so addicted to this story!
I truly hope Master allows Trellen to see him soon.
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