A/N - So I lied about the one chapter being the only time I post an Author's Note in the beginning of the chapter like this. Just wanted point it out now for those NOT interested in the "yaoi" portion of this story... when you get to the point that they kiss...? Just... stop. It'll be a very short chapter for you...
Just sayin'...
... don't say I didn't warn you...
[Chapter XXI]
[First Taste of Pleasure and Sin]
The darkness around him had no effect with causing any inability to see. To him, the words written on the pages of the books all around him stood out as if he were sitting under the blazing sun on the surface.
What Steve had said to him earlier before he left the human to-hopefully by now-rest… had suddenly struck an idea of just who those people might be.
He had noticed the matching symbols on the backs of their cloaks. And was vividly able to match them with the two pieces of garbage he took care of back in Bloomingston Town. Those two he knew for a fact were a part of a small black market trade that was well known for their involvement in the slave trade.
Slavery for both labor and sex to be precise.
Though what had him slightly thrown off course was that he also knew they mainly targeted young and attractive women. Why would they suddenly change their MO by going after an adult male?
He didn't want to really think it was because he was revealed as the newest Great Hero… considering he himself didn't have the problem of being hunted down by illegal traders! But that was hundreds of years ago… and clearly greed has over taken the minds of many in this era.
But finding out that Steve was from Valerrencia was the final and rather huge missing piece to that puzzle. It sickened him to think that people saw great worth in Steve since, not only is he the Legendary Great Hero, but he's from the nearly forgotten kingdom of Valerrencia. To top it all off though…? He's most likely the very last Valerrencian in existence! With all of that going against him, the fact that the one thing that truly places an apparent large worth on Steve… are his eyes. Even if there were others from his land... the chances of them having the rare gifted violet eyes as him were... none existent.
"His eyes give him away. Just as mine do." Herobrine mused softly to himself before chuckling quietly. "We've got more in common than we originally thought; don't we, Steve?" He blinked and shut the current book he was looking through upon hearing the familiar rattling of bones behind him.
Turning to face the Mob that was kneeling before him, Herobrine grinned as he beckoned the white skeleton over to stand beside him at the table. "No need to be all the way down there, my friend. Come."
The skeleton nodded and stood before quickly moving to be by his master's side. It looked down at the book he had been looking through and questioned him about it, the only sounds coming from it were the rattling of its bones.
White eyes narrowed at its question; "This group is after Steve. They want him to sell out his body and get rich off him." he growled.
The skeleton asked another question, one that had Herobrine chuckling calmly.
"Oh, we don't need to worry. I've made myself quite known to them by now. And I've made it quite known to them by now that Steve is off limits. He's mine." His tone changed into a deep possessive growl as he picked the book up about the group and set it on fire, "They're going to learn the hard way now what it means to damage what belongs to me."
The skeleton tilted its head at its master's words. Clearly confused, it asked him what he meant.
Herobrine flexed his fingers and allowed the ashes of the book to scatter to the floor, uncaring of the mess they made. "There's been a slight change in plans, my friend. And they involve the human."
The Mob straightened itself upright upon the sudden seriousness to overcome its master, ensuring it gave him its full undivided attention.
Herobrine turned his back to the skeleton and took a few steps over towards a large window overlooking a massive section of the fortress that was attached to the underside of an even bigger section and was suspended over a vast sea of lava. From the view Herobrine had of the lower section, it could be seen that the only means for entry into the large room was via a long corridor that snaked backwards and forwards rather than being straight.
The skeleton knew of where the demon was staring at. And it knew what that room was. It was confused though as to why the human was within those walls, when not even itself, one of Herobrine's first and most loyal servants have yet to even set one foot on the first step leading to the second floor.
It turned its attention once again to the ruler standing before it, soon bowing its head in understanding upon the demon sternly filling it in on the changes;
"The human will stay here until both his wound has healed and I've made sure no more distractions occur. In the meantime, I'll gather the rods needed to finish what we've started." He paused before turning to face the Mob, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Once we've finished and we've returned from The End… Steve will be mine!"
He wasn't sure how long it took him, but he managed to drag himself out of the bed and down the few steps until he was back out in the larger section of the room. Casting a quick glance down had him muttering a soft curse upon seeing how stained the bandages were becoming with his movements.
Shrugging it off and figuring it'll give Herobrine something to just complain about, Steve focused on the task he set out for himself; not stopping again until at last he was standing before the shadow boxes containing the pieces of diamond armor.
"None of these pieces seem to have even a smudge on them! It's almost like he crafted them and then just immediately placed them inside these cases!" he gasped upon getting a closer look at them. "Maybe they're here for an emergency?"
Longing to simply touch one of the pieces, he soon sighed and tore himself away from the many glass cases and hobbled his way towards the long staircase. Making sure he had a good enough grip on the side railing, Steve slowly and carefully made his way down the steps.
Looking to the heavy looking iron door to his right once at the bottom of the staircase, he swallowed while turning to his left; seeing the cage that had his curiosity so captured. Casting a quick glance around the large open lower floor had Steve biting his lower lip. There was nothing he could grab hold of while making his way closer to the cage.
"Just take it slowly, Steve." he instructed himself softly. With every step he took, his thigh burned; but his curiosity burned even more and kept him going until at last he was standing on the black carpet just before the large pool of lava surrounding the iron bars.
He looked to both his left and right, seeing either side had an entryway into another room. He could see that the one to his left held large bookshelves lined with many different sized books, so he just assumed it was a library.
To the right, was a brightly lit looking room but couldn't really tell what was inside it without actually going in. Deciding it was too far away and his leg was beginning to really bother him, he turned his focus back to what was in front of him.
Staring intently through the thick bars, Steve swallowed thickly while taking a small step back upon seeing the barely visible outline of a dark skull that was resting on a small stone pedestal. "A… skull…?"
"Correct."
"Shit!" Steve cursed with a start before whipping around with his hand to his chest and breathing heavily, his heart feeling about ready to burst right out of his chest. "Fuck, Brine… y-you scared me."
"You should be resting, Steve. Not snooping around." Herobrine warned, however the faintest glimmer of concern could be seen flashing in his white eyes.
"S-sorry. I know I should be but… I just can't help it! I'm the first human in over six hundred years to step foot in this place! And I'm in a fortress to top it off?! How many other human's have been inside here?"
"You couldn't at least wait until I came back? I could've helped you down the stairs you know." Herobrine moved to be standing beside the human, seeming to be keeping an eye on what Steve had just discovered. "And none. You're the first human to enter this fortress. At least to my knowledge..."
Glancing at the inanimate object for a brief second, Steve turned towards the demon; "Herobrine…? Why do you… have a skull locked away in a cage surrounded by lava?" He didn't mean for his tone to sound as if he was questioning the other's sanity.
"Ah. I see you've met my little friend." Herobrine grinned while slowly walking up towards the large cage with his hands resting comfortably on his hips just above his jeans; "Troublesome bastard is all he ever was."
"He…?" Steve asked with a tilt of his head.
Herobrine stopped just before the pool of lava, a dark smirk on his face as he sneered up at the otherwise lifeless object behind the iron bars. "Don't let him fool you, Steve. He may only look like a plain skull, but The Wither isn't something you want to mess with."
Steve blinked while looking back over towards the dark skull and slowly limping to stand by Herobrine's side. "The… Wither? That's The Wither?"
"Correct. Well, at least his main head. His body is elsewhere. Joehl was right when he said he was a rather nasty Mob. I had gotten into a huge fight with him shortly after my banishment here. You see, he was the original ruler of this fortress. Apparently long before I even showed up, The Wither abandoned this place. I found it soon after I had recovered enough of my strength and began going to work on unearthing more than half the entire fortress from the Netherrack that had overgrown and began burying the building."
"So what happened? Did he come back?"
"Yes. He had gotten word about someone new restoring the fortress. The Wither Skeletons actually began following me since they, unlike their leader, did not want to abandon the fortress, and were rather upset with him for allowing it to reach the state it was when I had arrived.
"He apparently didn't enjoy the fact that someone who was an outsider was being followed by his skeletons. So he came back and threatened me to leave the fortress, after having the audacity to thank me for doing all the hard work for him. I wanted to stay but he wouldn't allow it so that only further pissed me off. We got into a huge fight, and I won. He's not dead though. As you can see I severed his main head from his body and have them separated."
"So does that mean he could come back?"
"Yes, but not likely. Someone would have to be foolish enough to stand against me by taking this fucker's head back to his body. Very few of the Mobs here actually know his main head is in this room since I don't allow anyone really in here. And his body is heavily locked away in an isolated section of the fortress clear on the other side that only I can get into."
"So you're saying it's pretty impossible for him to come back."
"More or less." He stared at the skull for a few moments until glancing over at the human. "Anyways, let's get you back upstairs. I can see your bandages already need to be changed." Herobrine sighed while, without any warning, scooped Steve up bridal style and walked into the center of the room.
Ignoring the indignant sound he got from the miner, Herobrine grinned while bending his knees just before jumping up and high enough to land on the second floor.
Steve stared at him with wide eyes as the Nether ruler carried him into the bedroom and set him back down against the bed. 'I get shown how strong he is… then I forget until shown again… I should be used to it by now.'
"Now, hold still. This won't take me as long like the first time to change your bandage. Good news is, you weren't poisoned." Herobrine began in a rather soft tone while picking up some fresh gauze and wrapping the wound up after carefully removing the bloodstained material.
Steve hissed at the stinging, but heard Herobrine's words. "Well, that is good…" he replied through clenched teeth sarcastically.
It was quiet after Herobrine chuckled at his comment for a few seconds while the demon finished up. Sitting back and staring at the white wrap around the human's thigh, Herobrine suddenly broke the silence; "The men that attacked us in the woods were acting on revenge for their bill-skipping friends back in Bloomingston Town." he eyed Steve closely, gauging his reaction.
Steve blinked. "You mean the men from the bar?"
Herobrine nodded. "Yes."
"Revenge!? For what? Because they got their asses kicked? They were beaten up by someone else! Why take their misfortune out on—!?" he abruptly stopped, eyes growing wide in sudden realization.
Narrowing his eyes into a hard glare, Steve pushed himself back a little ways to put the suddenly much needed distance he felt was necessary between the two of them, not stopping until his back touched the headboard. "They weren't attacked by one of the others there… were they, Brine." It was obviously a statement rather than an actual question.
Herobrine didn't bother sighing. He knew Steve wasn't stupid, which is one thing he was starting to really like about the human. So hiding it and continuing to lie about it would do neither of them any good at this point, "You're right. I attacked them."
Steve felt a strong hold seize his chest. "But why?!" Sudden anger filled him that was accompanied by a small feeling of no longer appearing to be safe around the other.
Especially while alone and in his world.
"Because they were planning on following you after you left the bar! I was able to hear their disgusting conversation. They were watching you from afar at first before they started to deeply study you. They then decided to make you their next target. Especially after concluding that you are in fact the next chosen Great Hero! They sat and waited, watching and gauging how much alcohol you consumed and growing more and more confidant that they could take you on. They were going to abduct, abuse, rape and then sell you once they got their fill of you, Steve. They were even willing to go so far as to kill you if you had gotten out of control once you sobered up if they couldn't keep you drugged. I wouldn't allow them to do that."
Steve's mouth fell open in a silent gasp, eyes slightly wide in shock at the truth.
He knew he didn't feel safe in that town, like someone was always watching him no matter where he tried to hide from possible eyes. He didn't have any idea of just how unsafe he actually was though...
"Those three men that attacked us back in the woods were a part of a gang that the two I attacked back in that town are in as well. Someone must've gotten out of those two what happened to them. Somehow they managed to find us..." He then looked away, eyes narrowed as he continued, anger causing his body temperature to steadily rise on its own. "Those three in the woods… I thought they were trying to kill you right then and there. But as it turns out, they were only trying to injure you to a point to make you a more approachable and an easier target to subdue and control. They had planned to traffic you for as long as they could on this island before leaving and taking you with them. They would get as much out of you before selling you permanently to someone else on another land."
A dark sneer crossed over Herobrine's face as he added in a low tone, speaking more to himself rather than to Steve. The human heard him none the less; "I knew you would be in danger from shit bags like that. Who could pass up the potential profit of selling the legendary Great Hero? People have become so greedy and disgusting since my time that it makes my greed seem tame. I never had to worry about being attacked except by the Mobs."
Expecting to see a glare filled with anger directed at him, Herobrine looked over to Steve, surprised to see the human watching him with almost unreadable eyes, his mouth pursed together in a thin line.
After what seemed like hours, Steve finally spoke, his words far from what Herobrine was expecting; "You protected me. Again. You've saved me and kept me safe from so many different dangers ever since this whole thing got started… despite what people and books have said about you. And I… I have yet to ever thank you for any of it."
Herobrine stared into Steve's violet eyes, seeing the hesitance and uncertainty swirling around until he spoke again after taking a deep breath, a genuine smile on the young human's face that caused something buried so deeply inside the demon to stir until it awoke and consumed the man hotly. "So—Thank you. Thank you, for saving me and helping me all those times, Brine."
He stared at him, unmoving and silent as shock kept a paralyzing hold on his body. The emotions from before returned with a powerful punch; he couldn't take these feelings anymore! They were swallowing him up and making his thoughts unfocused, causing his urges and instincts to take over and forcing him to at last take action.
Still remaining silent, Herobrine suddenly leaned forward, cornering Steve and trapping him between the headboard of the bed and himself by placing his hands on either side against the wall as the human tried scooting away from him, gasping his name in a questioning tone as a brow was raised at his actions. His lips were not curled into his trademark smirk like always, which further confused the miner. Instead they were drawn together into a thin line, his blank white eyes narrowed in determined concentration as he continued to study Steve's expression and test his limits.
"You can stop me, Steve…" he softly whispered. Steve was about to ask him what he meant by that until the demon suddenly and most unexpectedly closed the distance between them.
Steve jumped noticeably back, his head hitting into the headboard with a loud smack as a choked noise of surprise escaped him the instant he felt lips pressed firmly against his own. His eyes were almost impossibly wide with shock, staring at the closed eyes of Herobrine as his body completely locked up.
His brain flat lined while his heart thrummed heavily against his ribcage as he sat frozen, feeling the other moving his lips against his in an attempt to encourage some sort of response from him.
Unlike back when Telzaah had kissed him, his body wasn't resisting nor was his brain sending panic signals to push the man away. In fact, as if his body was suddenly in complete control of his actions, his lips parted with a muffled gasp after Herobrine's tongue slid across his flesh while probing relentlessly for entry.
This caused a low moan of satisfaction to vibrate deep within the demon's throat at the fact Steve appeared to be submitting to him thus far. His right hand moved up Steve's chest to cup the back of his neck, pulling the miner closer and deepening the kiss.
Steve tightly squeezed his eyes shut, moaning in protest while suddenly trying to wiggle free, Herobrine slowly becoming annoyed at this turn and pressed harder against him. Strongly having his tongue continuously roll against the human's, he crawled more on top the struggling male he was keeping pinned down.
The constant stimulation from the demon's tongue against his pulled a low groan from deep within his throat, his body slowly easing into a relaxed state. He wasn't sure what Herobrine wanted, or where he was going with this… but he had a pretty good idea. And he's traveled with the man long enough to know by now that once he developed a desire for something, he would stop at nothing to achieve it.
Not wanting to get hurt should he anger him by struggling further, he forced his body to fully relax, becoming completely lax within the demon's grasp and shuddering as he felt those surprisingly soft lips curl into his trademark smirk.
Moaning rather loudly as he at last began moving his tongue against Herobrine's, Steve's body quivered. From fear or excitement, the miner wasn't too sure…
Soon their tongues were wrapping together almost desperately as they deepened the kiss, moaning at each other's taste while Herobrine's teeth nibbled gently on Steve's lips and submissive tongue from time to time.
Those same damn urges that confused the human almost to madness returned and coursed through his body hotly, nestling between his thighs pleasurably while making Steve moan into the demon's mouth as he was beginning to lose his control due to his own growing arousal and needs. He could feel himself slowly becoming harder the rougher the kiss became, Herobrine aiding his growing erection by climbing fully on top of him while sliding his right thigh between Steve's spread legs and rubbing it against his crotch until he was pulling whimpers from the human.
Herobrine groaned lewdly as he rubbed harder, grinning against Steve's lips as he could feel the human's cock stiffening and growing hotter with each passing second.
Lifting a trembling hand, Steve slid his fingers into Herobrine's copied short brown hair, his mind ordering his body to grip and yank him away! To break the kiss and spit in his face!
Lust and depression he's denied having for all this time at last overpowered his rational thinking… causing him to cave within himself and surrender to the feelings and emotions that were pumping so much strength and energy into him.
His fingers curled to grip the Nether ruler's soft hair… but instead of yanking him away, he pulled him closer, smashing their lips together in a now bruising kiss as he moaned loudly, the noise almost sounding like a broken and desperate whimper as he began collapsing and giving in.
Herobrine's eyes snapped open in surprise, shocked to see Steve's eyes were now gently closed as he continued pulling the demon closer against his body, even feeling the miner beginning to rub himself against his thigh.
With reluctance, Herobrine managed to pull himself back, breaking the kiss with a gasp from both men and leaving Steve panting heavily, violet eyes barely visible as he cracked them open. He licked his lips, unused to the tingling that filled them as result from the intense make out session that had just taken place between them; blank eyes staring at Steve intently.
After allowing the younger a few seconds to regain his composure, Herobrine narrowed his eyes, his tone low and serious as he spoke; "Steve. Just speak what you want. Remember my offer to you back in your dream… I can take it all away. Just. Tell. Me."
The miner spoke nothing. No words came from him as he continued breathing deeply, trying to catch his breath as his gaze fell to the side.
Narrowing his eyes further, Herobrine sighed through his nose while pushing himself away. Standing to his feet, he turned to leave; blinking upon a sudden tug to his right wrist halting him.
Looking over his shoulder, he saw Steve sitting up and away from the headboard, face flushed with a tinge of pink tinting his cheeks. He then glanced down at the trembling grip on his wrist as he felt a slight squeeze.
Steve was holding him in place, his arm shaking as his form continued to quiver from the lasting effects of arousal still trailing though out his body. Herobrine waited; turning to face him fully now while waiting to hear what the man had to say.
It felt like hours had passed before Steve swallowed thickly, wetting his dry kiss-swollen lips while lifting his gaze up to stare into the empty whiteness that were Herobrine's eyes. Swallowing once more, he finally spoke-voice shaky and very uneven, "Look. I don't… I don't know what it is I want anymore." he began in a whisper. With a sudden tightened grip around the demon's wrist, Steve blurted out; his eyes growing wide in both shock and fear while his free hand slapped over his mouth, sealing it shut upon doing so. "But I need you to take this pain away, Brine!"
'At last…' Herobrine grinned while crawling back onto the bed and moving to hover over the miner as the human coward slightly back against the mattress, his head resting against the mound of pillows. "There's nothing to be afraid of, Steve. I will make sure to take all of your suffering and loneliness away." he promised in a low and seductive whisper.
Steve shuddered at the words spoken to him, never feeling so nervous and scared before in his entire life. Even that night so long ago when he was left here shipwrecked. The fear he felt then when he woke up on that beach was nothing compared to what was paralyzing his entire being right at this very moment.
Hovering over the other and straddling his hips, Herobrine wasted no time with prolonged foreplay. Sitting back enough to remove his shirt, he tossed it to the foot of the bed with a devious smirk.
Steve swallowed hard while reaching up with a trembling hand and allowed his fingertips to at last gently touch the rough scarring on the demon's chest, shuddering slightly at feeling how hot his skin was to the touch.
Herobrine closed his eyes with a low hum of approval at the tender strokes to his chest from the male beneath him, his mind vaguely questioning himself how it was feeling so good knowing it was a man touching him. He ignored those questions and thoughts however as he felt a surge of arousal go straight to his crotch.
His greed and desire getting the better of him, Herobrine wasted no time getting the other exposed before him. With hardly a care to the world, the Nether ruler had Steve's shirt off and joining his own at the foot of the large bed. It was when he came to removing his pants did the demon actually slowdown in his haste and used caution.
Making sure to not disturb the freshly replaced bandages, Herobrine soon had Steve lying before him naked.
He moaned as he took in the site of the fragile looking human before him.
He knew it was just nervousness that made the miner look so breakable beneath him. If he hadn't been traveling with the man for a few months now, the site before him would have had him thinking otherwise. "Don't worry. Giving into me…? I will ensure to make this all worth your while! You have nothing to worry about, Steve." Herobrine insisted in a husky tone while removing the remainder of his own clothing.
And Steve believed him without hesitance, swallowing his dry throat as he stared at the naked body of the Nether ruler as he was standing proudly before him on his knees. He watched as Herobrine snapped his fingers and suddenly a small blue bottle he would later learn was made of diamond materialized in his hand.
Popping the top of the small bottle off, Herobrine kept his white eyes locked with the violet of the human beneath him while tipping the bottle's contents into his palm before smearing the smooth gel across his hands and ensuring his fingers were thoroughly coated.
"Steve," Herobrine began softly while positioning himself between the miner's legs and already preparing to insert his first finger, "I need you to completely relax, and trust me."
"I do." Steve breathed before gasping and holding his breath upon the demon breaching his entrance with first just one and then quickly followed by a second finger. "Ah! B-Brine!"
"That's right, Steve…." Herobrine breathed. He continued using his slickened fingers to stretch and prepare the human's body as he was quick to add a third digit into the mix, feeling himself growing painfully hard at each little gasp he pulled from the younger male. "Mmm, Steve… the noises you're making…"
"This is uncomfortable…" Steve managed between clenched teeth.
"Yes. It will be. But I promise, once the preparations are done, the pleasure I will put you through will have your body feeling heat hotter than the fires burning beneath this fortress." Herobrine assured with a chaste kiss to his neck.
Steve nodded his head as his only response. He sighed to himself upon feeling the other slowly removing his fingers, vaguely missing the alien sensation of having the other inside him.
Violet eyes opened slightly wide as Herobrine moved them into position, the demon settling between his spread legs after heavily coating his full length with the gel. He stared up into Herobrine's empty eyes as he lied down on top of him, their chests pressed flushed together. His throat instantly went dry when he felt the other's hard cock pressing against him hungrily for entry, causing a whole new wave of fear and anticipation to flood his system.
"Pain comes first. But once you adjust and become used to me… all the pain will leave you." Herobrine whispered while reaching between them and taking hold of himself to ensure he was perfectly lined up with Steve's entrance, the human swallowing while giving a slow nod of understanding. "Relax. And accept me!" he softly growled against Steve's right ear just before pushing into him in one quick, steady thrust.
Steve's head dug back into the pillows as his mouth fell open, a loud cry of pain falling from his lips as tears lined his eyes. "A-ahh! B-Brine…!" The intensity of the pain that came from the demon's actual shaft versus just his fingers was nearly too much to bear, causing Steve to flinch and tense up greatly around the intruding organ.
"Pain comes first, Steve…." Herobrine growled loudly in a more animalistic way while drawing his hips back. Teeth sunk into Steve's neck just as he thrust back in with a snap, a louder shout of pain coming from the miner he had at last pinned beneath him much like he had envisioned he would.
"Ahh-fuck! I—I can't do this—!" Steve yelled while lifting his arms up and pressing his palms flat against the demon's shoulders, trying to push Herobrine off and away from him.
"You should have thought more about the consequences… Stevie. You should have known the pain would be great! I'm your first!" Herobrine snarled possessively while continuously moving against the struggling body, pulling pained cries and yells with every hard thrust into the miner's virgin being. "… and I shall be your only…" he then added, the other missing his words growled in a deep and low proprietorial tone completely over his own shouts of pain.
"I-I know, but—t-this is too much—!" he cried out again. "B-Brine! Y-you're going too f-fast!"
Herobrine ignored him and placed both his hands onto Steve's shoulders, pushing the man roughly against the mattress while holding himself up and almost at arm's length, staring down into the pain laden face of the human he was taking almost violently. "Ngh… Steve. Look at me."
Steve shook his head, keeping his eyes tightly shut. Refusing.
"Steve!"
The anger hidden behind that shout of his name had his eyes cracking open against his will, violet eyes shining from unshed tears looking up and to stare into the narrowed whiteness of Herobrine's eyes.
And at that moment, the pain simmered to a mild burn.
Herobrine had halted his motions; keeping his voided eyes locked onto the ones beneath him. He was slightly becoming transfixed as they shimmered beautifully underneath the dull glow from the stone above them.
After a moment of no words or actions, Herobrine sighed quietly; "You must relax, Steve… The more you tense up like this, the more it will hurt you…" he nearly cooed while leaning over to place a tender kiss to the younger male's sweaty forehead.
Steve, feeling dizzy and faint, took deep steady breaths to calm himself as his heartbeat pounded loudly in his ears. After a few long seconds, he slowly nodded his head, continuing to calm himself down before his body could reach hyperventilation. Once he more or less reached a steady breathing pattern, he looked to Herobrine and nodded his head once more; this time telling him he was alright.
And was ready.
Herobrine hesitated for only a moment before giving a curt nod himself, easing his hips back and pausing for only a second before slowly pushing back in. There was still pain, but it seemed nothing like before with this new pace. Steve's head dug into the pillow once more but this time only slightly, his head rolling to one side as he shut his eyes lightly, mind trying to focus on the alien sensation of feeling Herobrine's entire hard length moving deeply in and out of him.
"Ahh, fuck… B-Brine… ngh!" he gasped sharply. His hands moved from the Nether ruler's scarred chest to snake behind him, nails biting into the flesh of his bare back with each steady thrust into his being.
The blanket was barely clinging to Herobrine's lower back and hips, just enough of the thick material remaining in place to keep where they were intimately connected covered as Herobrine continued moving his hips, his pace gradually picking up as time passed and Steve became more relaxed.
A low, pain free moan of the demon's name drawled out from between Steve's barely parted lips as his hips suddenly snapped up against Herobrine's thrust, earning a grunt of surprise from the other. Blank eyes looking down at Steve, a smug smirk began spreading across Herobrine's face at seeing Steve's pleasure filled expression replacing all the pain that was there before.
His brows were furrowed together as he clawed at the other's sweaty back, blunt nails leaving faint scratches in their wakes as no purchase could be found, breaths becoming quicker and more labored as they continued having sex.
Low moans from both men soon began filling the bedroom, their sounds of pleasure could be heard down stairs in the main room as they soon settled into a rhythm that had them both working together against each other.
Herobrine grunted as he gave a particularly sharp thrust into Steve's welcoming body, the miner gasping out and clinging to him desperately while surging his own hips upwards, grinding himself against the demon's deeply penetrating strikes.
Before long, Steve was whispering Herobrine's name in breathless gasps, begging him to take him harder and faster. To take all his pain and loneliness away just like he promised and fill the emptiness that gnawed at him ever since he first woke up on that beach so long ago.
And the Nether ruler was more than happy to comply with the human's pleas.
Smirking while speeding his pace up and adding more strength behind each strike, Herobrine moved his hands from Steve's shoulders, now lying completely on top the other once again, and took a firm grip on the edge of the mattress that was up against the headboard, using it to gain better control of both his speed and strength.
Steve moaned while bending his knees, placing his feet flat against the mattress and further spreading his legs, giving the Nether ruler ample space to maneuver his motions as he began angling his thrusts as if searching for something.
Eventually, a perfectly well aimed thrust suddenly struck something so deep and private within Steve that caused the miner to release a loud and erotic cry that went straight to Herobrine's throbbing cock.
A couple of the Zombie Pigmen that just so happen to be walking down the hallway that crossed just above the room they were in hearing the loud scream and paused, grunting in unison as they looked around in confusion while trying to pinpoint where the strange sound had come from, completely unaware of the activities going on between their master and the human he had brought with him to their realm just beneath them.
A shudder passed through Herobrine's body as his pace faltered slightly, an almost wicked grin spreading on his face upon finding what he had been seeking out. Licking his lips, the older male groaned out while lowering his gaze to look at Steve's flushed face, "Finally…" he breathed out deeply. "Now the real fun can begin…"
Steve swallowed thickly, panting deeply while forcing himself to relax upon hearing Herobrine actually speaking words versus moaning and groaning nonsense. "W-what are you… t-talking about, B-Brine…?"
Not bothering to answer the miner's question with words, he merely chuckled darkly while releasing the mattress and sliding his right hand down Steve's side, earning a hum of approval from the younger male while the demon managed to wedge his hand between the miner's lower back and mattress. Slowing his thrusts to nearly a complete stop, he slipped his left hand beneath the man to have it join his other.
With a grunt, and a necessary halt of his motions, he leaned back in order to sit upright on his knees, pulling Steve up with him and hoisting the man up into a sitting position in his lap. Steve released a surprised cry as he was now straddling the demon's waist, the new position allowing his body to relax naturally and permit Herobrine even deeper access into his heat.
The stinging from his thigh was no longer felt over the stimulating pleasure swimming through his body as his arms quickly moved up to wrap around Herobrine's neck to hold himself steady and against the demon, eyes gently shut as he moaned; "Oh god, Brine… S-shit this is-dammit Brine, don't stop!" A sharp intake of the humid air around them burned his lungs as the man beneath him started his steady pace once more, strongly surging his hips upwards and into the miner's more than willing body at the same angle he had done when he was rewarded that delicious sound. Pulling his head back a little, Steve took a deep breath before leaning in again, nearly smashing his lips against Herobrine's.
The Nether ruler, no longer caught off guard by Steve's actions, let out a long moan as he instantly thrust his tongue into the other's mouth, savoring the feel and taste as he took him faster, his cock aching hotly within Steve's body as the human rolled his hips against his lap experimentally, the tightness of his entrance keeping his erection comfortably confined.
He already had his mouth memorized, as well as his entire body mapped out, knowing just where to touch and which spot required either a soft sensitive stroke or a hard rough scratch to elect the right noises from the human that would turn them both on even more.
Deepening the kiss further, Steve began rocking his hips slowly against Herobrine's lap in long leisurely strokes, the new position allowing the other's length to penetrate his body even more. Suddenly craving more stimulation, his slow movements were quick to speed up into fast snaps, grinding down hard and against the demon's hips and encouraging him to continue hitting that sweet spot deeply hidden within. His left hand moved to decorate the older male's back with more scratches while his right slid up to grip tightly at his short brown hair, Herobrine grunting in pleasurable pain.
Distracted by Herobrine's tongue massaging his own, Steve missed the man's hands moving to grip with an almost bruising force at his hips, surprise flashing across his eyes when they snapped opened as the other displayed even more of his seemingly endless strength.
With a sudden sharp upwards thrust into him, Steve was lifted up and pushed backwards, barely given the time to register what was happening before pain shot up throughout his upper back as he was slammed hard against the solid stone of the headboard, feeling the air leave his lungs as the kiss was broken.
The motion was so quick and fluent; Herobrine didn't even skip a beat of his thrusts as he continued pumping himself in and out of Steve. In fact, he actually picked his pace up to an almost impossible speed.
Rolling his head to the left, Steve cried out with a curse, his hands both moving to prop himself up and save his back as he was now no longer touching the mattress. His right hand gripped at Herobrine's shoulder, nails biting into pale flesh while his left reached down to grasp at one of the redstone torches that were permanently attached to the headboard, the knuckles on both his hands stark white from his hold.
"A-ah… B-Brine—!" He leaned his head backwards, the back of it now resting against the stone wall just above the portion that made up the headboard as he tried taking steady breaths to remain calm. Herobrine was now on his knees as he continued to fuck him into the wall, his hands digging painfully into the miner's already bruising hips.
Violet eyes slid shut as he concentrated on the growing feeling of his orgasm that was beginning to pool hotly in his lower stomach, the sensation slowly spreading and leaving his entire being tingling. "… yes…." he moaned while lifting his legs up to rest comfortably over Herobrine's constantly moving hips, managing to hook his ankles together to keep himself close to the Nether ruler.
White eyes remained locked onto Steve's face, observing the look splayed across his features. Euphoria and concentration were the only emotions he could see, pain no longer present anywhere. His characteristic smug smirk was back again as he straightened his back while continuing to drive his hips forwards, more and more arousal igniting his body on fire even further with every single sound he pulled from the human, a gloating pride filling him upon witnessing the immense pleasure he was giving Steve.
His left hand remained in its place to Steve's hip, but his right quickly shot up to grip the miner's left shoulder, slipping a couple of times and leaving burning scratches in its wake due to a thin layer of sweat coating the younger male's body until finally getting a firm hold.
He no longer really cared if he was being too rough for Steve's first time. The human obviously wasn't complaining (at least not anymore). The months they spent traveling together had caused the already strong urge to just take the miner to claim as his own, to grow more into a powerful desire. He was finally getting what he wanted…
And he wasn't about to hold back!
Nailing that spot relentlessly now, he chuckled as Steve gasped out, cracking his left eye just barely enough to see the white glow of Herobrine's eyes on him, causing his face to heat up in mild embarrassment, "B-Brine… r-right there. T-that spot… dammit yes, right there…. H-harder…!" He moaned upon seeing the smirk the other's lips were pulled into, the look sending a painful rush of arousal straight towards his already swollen member.
Herobrine used the hold and position he had Steve in to his advantage, pulling him harder against his cock with each thrust, the room becoming filled with Steve's labored breathing that nearly drowned out Herobrine's steady but heavy inhales. As he increased the length of how far he pulled out before slamming back in, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh wetly soon began bouncing off the walls.
A strange whine leaked from Steve as he clenched his jaw tightly, eyes squeezing shut as he gasped upon feeling the familiar burn he hasn't felt in months as his orgasm continued raising, climbing closer and closer towards the edge he was so desperately desiring to fall over. The feeling was more or less the same… but the intensity of both the pressure and body numbing pleasure coming from their intercourse compared to when he would simply pleasure himself was—by far—way more overpowering. "Ah-! B-Brine… I-I'm so close—"
Just as a single bead of sweat broke out on Herobrine's forehead and slid down his temple, he grinned; "Then allow me to finish you." he growled darkly. Not bothering to allow the man any time to respond, he quickly brought his hand back to its original place at Steve's hip and gripped him, hard; dragging his other up behind Steve and supporting his upper back.
Once again in a perfectly executed and fluent motion, Herobrine pulled Steve away from the wall and twisted himself, pivoting his weight to one side and rotating on his knees while swinging them around in a 180 degree spin and slammed Steve back onto the mattress, never once losing the contact between them and in fact dug deeper into his body by the force he used.
Steve cried out in a mixture of surprise, pain and pleasure. His hands fell to the bed and grabbed at the blanket, the material no longer neatly spread over the bed but rather a twisted and mangled mess therefore offering little support to keep himself still. So instead, his fingers curled into the deep maroon sheets beneath him, holding himself in place against the powerful thrusts that were threatening to push him over the edges of both ultimate euphoria… and the foot of the bed.
Herobrine continued driving his hips forwards into the body pinned beneath his with renewed vigor, breaths now coming in quick little intakes as his own god-like body was finally starting to show signs of fatigue. He couldn't remember the last time he had such a great fuck, if he ever had one so good. Moaning Steve's name to help encourage the miner's climax, Herobrine licked the sweat from his lips while letting out a small chuckle at feeling Steve's thighs beginning to tremble around his waist, signaling his release was at last upon him.
Body and mind reaching their limits, Steve tilted his head back, lips parting as he shouted out upon the nerve-overloading bliss that flooded his systems and left his body in a mind numbing pleasure stupor and caused his lungs to momentarily forget how to work as he was unable to take in any oxygen. "BRINE!"
The Nether ruler gasped at the sudden explosion of Steve's climax as he came, his release both hot and sticky within the confining space between their stomachs where his now waning erection was still tightly imprisoned. The tightness around him that followed had his hips beginning to lock up and slowing in their momentum, much against his will; his jaw clenched and teeth exposed as he shut his eyes tightly.
A wave of complete and pure orgasmic pleasure that he himself could not remember ever feeling before rushed throughout his entire nervous system with a shudder as he moaned.
With a deep and possessive groan of Steve's name, Herobrine released himself deeply inside the human after managing to hold out for a few more deep thrusts, coating his insides and marking him permanently as his and only his. Any Mob or human foolish enough to even think about touching Steve now would endure Herobrine's wrath and inevitably pay the ultimate price.
Steve gasped as a violent tremor passed through him at the never before experienced feeling of someone filling him, his throat went dry while his body went limp.
Numb, exhausted and sated, Steve began panting deeply as his body slowly began the process of recovery; trying to intake enough oxygen to calm his heart rate down before the organ could pound right out of his chest.
Upon completion of his own climax, Herobrine collapsed on top Steve; the chests of both men heaving deeply while trying to regain their strengths and thoughts. Pushing himself up and away from Steve, Herobrine winced slightly with a grunt as he removed himself, already greedily missing the hot tightness around his cock. A satisfied sound came from him as well as a smirk forming upon watching some of his essence mixed with a little blood leaking from the miner's swollen entrance.
Heart pounding against his ribcage and lungs burning with the struggling task of taking in enough oxygen, Steve cracked his eyes open while weakly turning his head to see Herobrine, already fully recovered and back to normal, smiling down at him. Licking his dry lips, Steve inhaled enough of the hot intoxicating air to speak but the words never left his mouth as he instead blacked out…
The last thing his mind was able to comprehend was Herobrine's blurry face smirking down at him and fading voice whispering;
"At long last, Steve… you finally belong to me. Now sleep."
To Be Continued.
A/N- ... So, I've tried making shorting chapters for those surfing while on their cells... and I apologize that I've so far been failing in that request. OTL
And I must be honest I think this is the longest smut scene I've ever written thus far. Seriously, like more than 50% of this chapter is smut. I like to tell myself it's based on the fact that I've made them wait so long. Makes my guilty conscious fell slightly better... Hope this makes up for how long this story has run before they got to the wam-bam-thank-you-ma'am part. XD
*Again a huge special thanks to slingading for the fantastic cover art for this story! Thank you so much and much love to you!*