AU monster universe where Bart is a Satyr, Jaime is a beetle-humanoid, and it's mating season. TW: rape. Mom don't read this.
A/N: Hey there! This is my first time writing an erotic-type fiction so any tips, comments, or critiques are very welcome! I'd also like to thank my lovely beta reader raibix, who has given me so much help already! Story image by the wonderful Moxa Everlasting Spring! Thanks for reading, now onto the show!
Part 2 - Bart
Bart had been having a normal day. He had been idly searching the woods for something to offer the head male, whilst trying to decide if he even wanted to mate with the females this year. The thought to him was unappealing, but since he had never mated with one before he figured that he should try it at least once. The older males he had copulated with said that it was an entirely different experience than the quick forays they engaged in when sexually frustrated and was definitely worth the yearly wait. Bart had to hope that they were right.
It was at this point that the young male heard a crashing sound behind him. Turning, he spotted the same blue-black creature he had passed earlier barreling in his direction. Since the creature had been consuming the late spring tree sap Bart had assumed him to be a relatively low threat. It seemed that he had assumed incorrectly. Bart ran for it.
His powerful legs propelled him forwards and he dodged through the underbrush with practiced ease. As the fastest among his kind in the area, Bart was sure he could lose his predator in a matter of minutes. Too soon, however, he realized that this was not the case. The blue-black creature stayed hot on his heels even as he used his most practiced tricks in the art of fleeing a predator.
Desperate, Bart headed towards the rocky hills, hoping that the natural mazes there would make it easier for him to disappear. In his exhaustion, however, Bart made a wrong turn and found himself in a dead end. Panicked, he tried to bolt past the creature now blocking the exit, but it was no use. Bart had found himself pinned underneath the creature, its hot breath ghosting along his neck.
What had happened then surprised him. Instead of feeling the creature's sharp teeth ripping into his throat, a hot, hard appendage pressed into his stomach. Bart hesitantly looked up into hungry golden eyes and discovered that the creature was almost entirely blue now. Its softer front was pressed against him not as if to feed but as if to mate. Bart's breath began to quicken in anticipation as a flush spread up his cheeks.
His breath hitched as the creature leaned down to sensually lick the sensitive area along his neck and he whined when the pleasurable sensation stopped. The creature above him let out a low sound of approval before continuing his ministrations. Its hot tongue pleasantly stroked his torso and Bart whined as the touch sent endless pleasure through him.
He realized that this was what he had really wanted –not to dominate a female but to be dominated. It was such a heady feeling, having no control over the events about to unfold, only being there to please your oppressor. The thought sent tingles down Bart's spine and he moved along with the hot organ in fervent ecstasy.
So enraptured was he that he jumped when sharp teeth lightly dimpled the sensitive skin of his neck. The creature above him didn't take kindly to that. It growled and shoved him roughly against the rocky ground. Bart cried out as its sharp claws dug into his shoulders, drawing a small amount of blood. He stopped struggling, though. He knew that struggling was a naughty thing to do. The males of his own kind would have been even rougher had he pulled the same stunt with them.
The creature licked over the spot it had just bitten and Bart let loose a low sigh of relief, happy to have been forgiven so readily. Soon the creature's face was hovering over his own. He was now able to see the dark blue shell that encased the top portion of its head as well as the spiny ridges that went to either side of its scalp. But the portion of its face below where a nose would've been if he had been of Bart's species was a smooth jaw and a soft, succulent mouth. The creature enclosed its mouth over Bart's, eliciting a pleasurable feeling from his lips to his toes.
He moved his lips against the creature's, attempting to gain more of the fire that coursed through him at their touch. The creature enjoyed his ministrations and reciprocated Bart's movements, quickly dominating their engagement. It sucked on Bart's lower lip, lightly playing with it between sharp incisors.
It ground down then, hot member rubbing along Bart's length. He moaned into the other's mouth, enjoying the pleasure released by their combined friction. They continued like this for a few tantalizing minutes, Bart slowly reaching his peak, but then the creature above him pulled away. Confused, Bart stared as the creature shifted on top of him. Its mouth gripped his neck, not sensually like the time before, but as a warning. Bart wasn't to move now that it had removed one of its claws.
The warning was unnecessary. Bart wasn't going anywhere. He was being dominated and it was his duty to please the stronger male.
The creature's freed claw trailed lazily down Bart's side, sending a magnitude of pleasurable shivers curling through him. It was hard not to shift away from the light touch, but he managed to remain still. That was, until the claw reached his groin. It ghosted over sensitive areas and Bart choked and gasped as the finger left passionate fire in its wake. He shuddered and squirmed a little, trying to find more friction. Then the finger found his entrance.
Bart's eyes widened as the digit circled his hole, his breath quickening in anticipation. The creature didn't leave him waiting for long. A clawed finger roughly shoved its way into his opening, uncomfortably stretching him out. Bart clawed at the ground, searching for purchase so that he wouldn't attempt to wriggle away from the intrusion. But it was hard. His anus felt like it was on fire. He knew from experience that the first penetration was always a little painful but that knowledge could never truly make up for the reality of the situation.
He gasped and moaned as the creature continued to prod him before a jolt of eclectic pleasure had him shouting in ecstasy. It seemed as though the male on top of him had found his weak spot, the spot deep inside him that always had him coming back for more. Despite himself, Bart's hips bucked upwards at the contact, a small shot of pre-cum shooting from his hardened member. That seemed to get the larger male excited.
He quickly removed his finger and Bart felt something far larger brush his entrance before it forced its way inside.
Bart shouted in pained pleasure. The rough entry scraped at his insides and the larger male's sharp teeth had punctured the soft skin on his neck. His whole body felt like it was on fire and it was bringing him maddeningly close to the edge.
The creature on top of him started by thrusting slowly in and out, letting Bart get used to his size before pounding him with abandon. Bart's eyes rolled back into his head as the hard member inside him pleasurably stretched his insides with each thrust, brushing along the spot that drove Bart wild. Soon the creature was also close to the edge. Bart felt its mouth leave his neck as it leaned over him, grabbing his hips to trust in at a deeper angle. Now the creature's dick was hitting his sweet spot with great force, sending jolts of pleasure along his body to the tip of his dick where pre-cum leaked out with every thrust.
It was too much for Bart to take for long. He shouted as he climaxed, his body seizing in mind-shattering tremors as cum shot from his dick and coated his torso. He could feel himself clenching around the creature's hard member and the subsequent rush of warm liquid staining his insides as the larger male went over the brink.
The older male did something a little strange then. He collapsed on top of Bart, pinning him to the rocky ground with his weight. Bart waited a few moments before realizing that the creature was spent. He shifted a little and when the creature made no move to stop him, wriggled his way out from underneath the older male.
In the manner of his kind it was customary to give offerings to the head male, but for Bart that definition had just shifted to a new creature. None of the other males of his species had given him such pleasure nor had they been so gentle about it. True his back was a little bruised and he had small wounds on his neck and shoulders, but those would heal quickly. He had suffered far worse injuries mating with males of his own species for far less pleasure. Bart hurried off to find something for the older male to consume.
It took him a while to find something suitable, not knowing what the other creature ate. He had honestly never seen one of his species in these lands before, but guessing from the way he had consumed the tree sap earlier, fruits and nuts would be to his liking. Still, he didn't want to poison the male and incur his displeasure. Bart hovered uncertainly over a batch of blackberries before remembering the blueberries in the next clearing. Of course! He was blue. Blueberries were blue. It was a perfect match!
Grabbing a large leaf to pile them into, Bart began gathering his offering.
By the time he headed back to where the creature lay sleeping it was getting late. Golden light crested the rocky hills as Bart approached the larger male. He ran a cool hand over the creature's face, startling him into wakefulness. He quickly shifted into a defensive position, and Bart leaped backwards in fear of a swipe from those sharp claws. The larger male blinked up at him, recognition flashing through its golden eyes. He leaned in slowly, sniffing curiously at the offering in Bart's hand. He tested the fruit that had fallen to the ground. They seemed to be to his liking.
Bart settled down close to the older male as he scooped the dropped berries into his mouth and was delighted when he heard his stomach growling, clearly hungry for more. He handed over the leaf and watched as the older male made quick work of his offering. Now came the tricky part.
He wasn't sure how this species would react to close, non-sexual contact, but he craved companionship. Bart edged closer, settling himself at the creature's side, brushing his head underneath the other's in a sign of submission and friendship. The older male was unsure at first, shifting confusedly against Bart's form. But then he placed an arm around the younger male and pulled him close. Bart curled against his softer front in delight, feeling extremely content as the darkness of night swallowed them.
A/N Afterwards: Oh boy, poor confused, masochistic Bart... Anyways, I hope you liked what you read and let me know if you think there's anything I can do to improve my por-ahem- stories. . Thanks again for reading my fic! :)
Fun fact: Bart's species is patriarchal, with a group of females and weaker males in subservience to the head male. Males can often stride off on their own, though. Also, Bart's species relies more on sight cues for their behavior, which is why Bart was confused as to what Jaime wanted until he observed what Jaime was doing in close contact.
Fun fact 2: Jaime wouldn't quite be the "head male" Bart is hoping for. Since both of their species are communal in nature, they would bond until Jaime returned to his clan. Then, assuming that Bart would still be exuding his "intoxicating aroma", (*wink*) other beetle-males would probably converge on the poor Satyr. While it is customary to respect a one-male-to-one-female ratio during mating season, it is not a hard and fast rule amongst the beetle-humanoid population. Bart would have some kinky times if he followed Jaime back to his homeland. (*double wink*)
Until next time~!