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Warning: Masturbation, Improper use of horns
Pairing: Adult! Reborn solo
Allow Me the Use of Your Horns
The horns had always seemed to look ridiculous. But then, many things were ridiculous to Reborn. So, the day he found them on the floor of his bedroom after a frustrating meeting, he knew the perfect thing to resolve his frustration.
His hand idly groped his cock through his pants; masturbation had never enticed him. Why would he need his hand's stimulation when he had Bianchi at his side, ready and willing? Not that he'd been tempted recently for any sort of sexual activity with his self-proclaimed 'wife'. Nothing tempted him much these days.
Except for that damn cow. His gained nonchalance, his growth spurt that had him almost on par with Reborn, and that forsaken deepened, sensual voice... grated on his every nerve.
Reborn would never admit that the stupid cow was actually a little attractive. Nor would he admit that there was a slight chance that he'd begun having certain dreams containing certain stupid cows in certain compromising positions... No, no, Reborn was much too good for such petty things as those.
And yet... His fingers traced the smooth, sharp curve of the horn in his hand as he slowly made his way to his bed. The point was much too sharp for penetration. It would definitely cause some damage. His fingers were searching in his drawer with that thought in mind.
His pants were already tightening at the prospect of what he was about to do. He lay the horn beside him and stood, one hand holding the lube he'd managed to find. The little bottle was still full, reminding him of his currently non-existent love life.
His zipper was pulled down swiftly; his pants and boxers followed soon after. His eyes glanced back for the horn laying upon his bed. Should he really do it? Wouldn't the cow notice something...off about them?
Frankly, Reborn didn't really care anymore. His fingers closed about his erection and stroked. His breathing quickly hitched as he continued his ministrations, lowering himself to his knees before his bed.
He grasped at the bottle of lube with one hand, popping the lid open and turning it upside down on his palm. The liquid squirted all over, overflowing and dripping onto the sheets underneath his hand. He fumbled as his hand squeezed his cock; his wet hand released the lube and grasped the horn.
Reborn had never bottomed. He'd never had any sort of penetration anywhere near that area. But he knew the general idea of it.
His fingers gently prodded at his backside; the flat end of the horn pressing at his cheek as he grimaced when a finger successfully entered him. The feeling was inexplicably strange. He vaguely wondered what made it so great for other men.
A second finger forced its way into him; by this time, Reborn was sweating lightly and had pressed his forehead to the edge of his bed. He scissored his fingers, a weak attempt at widening the entrance for the larger object he would surely force inside himself.
He busied himself with pleasuring his cock, needing something to distract him from the light twinges of pain from his backside. His breath was coming in quick pants, quickening as both his hand and fingers began pumping. It was difficult to find the rhythm, but he succeeded nonetheless.
His vision waned; he slipped his fingers out and stopped pumping to use both hands for the insertion. The horn was difficult to push in. Its edges scraped unpleasantly at his internal walls, and he was forced to stop more than once to relax.
Reborn grimaced as he felt the curve of the horn reach his cheeks; that was as far as he could get the horn in. He panted for breath, his cock aching despite the pain of the insertion.
He pulled it back out, using one hand so his other could return to pleasuring him. The stimulation escalated; the horn was brushing something that kept sending immeasurable waves of pleasure each time it was touched. He arched his back and angled the horn to hit that spot.
And he lost it after that. His moans were released with each touch against that special spot. His hand desperately trying to keep pace with his frenzied pumping from behind.
His climax came far too soon. His vision went black as his cum came out in white streams and splattered against his rug. He was still for several moments, coming down from his high.
He stirred, the horn in his ass moving with him. His hand moved behind him to pull it out, just as the door opened.
"Reborn, have you seen my..."
Damn that stupid cow.
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PS: YES, this is going to have a part two. I was...persuaded into it. T3T So please, stay tuned!