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Silver Wolf was small.
That was one of the first things that was immediately apparent when you first saw her, no matter how much she despised any reference to her height. Even with her attempts to stack her hair up high and to wear clothes that made her seem more imposing (it wasn’t), the jut of her ribs and the flat planes of her torso from her cropped shirts made her seem more compact.
Blade noted it when he first saw her, and he noted it now as she straddled his cock between her slim legs.
“Fuck,” she swore as she finally managed to seat herself fully on him. “Why are you always so big?”
Blade hummed as he traced his fingers over the slight bump in her stomach, then around the seam of her cunt stretched around his cock. Obscene and flushed red, even after four of his fingers fucked into her, and some base instinct of his felt strangely pleased by the disparity in size.
Silver Wolf always struggled when she tried to ride him, and Blade knew that she despised showing off her weak sides to anyone. Strange, that she offered this position today, all while pushing him flat onto his bed saying something about how she was going to do all the work while he laid back.
He looked back up at her breathing deeply, body stock still.
“We could do it the usual way,” he said—with her lying flat on her back and folded in half with her ankles over his shoulders— “so that it’s easier on you.”
“No.”
“No?”
She refused to elaborate further and attempted to rock her hips back and forth. Her knees sunk into his mattress, and Blade let her try before he gripped her hips to stop.
“You aren’t comfortable.” Blade held her tighter when she tried to squirm out of his grasp.
As expected, a flare of irritation swept across her face. “Oh, look at you acting all arrogant. Your dick isn’t that huge.”
Just to be contrary, he lifted his hips up to bounce her once and watched as she flinched.
“Hey, just give me a moment—what are—”
It was simple work to lift her off his cock, flipping her on her back while he loomed over her. All while she yowled like a kitten being denied milk.
“It’s not like you to push yourself,” he said.
She huffed. “Well, if you had waited, I would’ve been able to manage it.”
“Really.”
“Of course,” she replied.
Blade looked down at her.
Splayed out underneath his bulk, he could fully see the flush in her face, the way it spread down her chest and circled around her breasts, her nipples that he had sucked and left mouth-shaped marks on, the hickeys that dotted her torso. He had matching bites from where she gnawed on his neck when he had fingered her open until she came twice before she had the sudden idea to ride him.
Hence the situation now.
Blade was a man of action over words, in the end. He leaned forward to suck a soft nipple in his mouth, and Silver Wolf arched into him with a cut-off moan.
“Get off,” she said, even as she wrapped her arms around his head to press his face closer to her chest. “Let me ride you.”
“Impatient,” he said around her nipple. He used his hand to tease the other to hardness, flicking around the areola.
Silver Wolf shivered as he pulls his spit-slick lips off. Her chest is sensitive, and even his heated breath is enough to get her to tighten her hands around his head.
Maybe she needs to be fingered open some more. Another orgasm would make her limper, more open for his cock, and Blade trailed his fingers down.
One finger slipped in easily with the mess of lube and her own slick, and he added another finger before rubbing up against her walls. His thumb laid flat against her clit, and he went back down to mouth at her nipples again while his fingers push-pulled in and out, sloppy and hard.
Her hips jerked wildly under him. “Fuck that feels—”
“Good?” he pushed his fingers deep and pressed his thumb hard against her clit. A third finger joined the other two and she moaned. “Come one more time, and you can try again.”
“Y-your dirty talk sucks—ah!”
Again, he rubbed his fingers straight over the spot inside her that made her arch off the bed and come with a soundless moan and her eyes squeezed shut.
Unceremoniously, he grabbed her limp body and laid back with her splayed over him and his cock rubbing against the seam of her cunt
Her face was shoved against his neck, and Blade wrapped a hand around her head in a facsimile of an embrace.
“Come now,” he murmured. His other hand slid her hips back and forth against his cock. “Weren’t you going to ride?”
“F-fucking…sliding me against your dick like this…am I a toy to you?”
A toy?
Like this, with her on top of him, their size difference was clearer, her barely able to cover his width, and the sight of her fucked out body twitching on his cock looked obscenely forbidden.
“You always speak of your games and tricks, Silver Wolf,” he said. “Why not let this be one of mine?”
“Y-you—”
Before she could continue, he lifted her hips up with both of his hands before guiding his cock straight into her cunt with one swift motion.
Silver Wolf moaned into his neck, the sound half-muffled. Tight, but not the vice grip she had before. Blade gripped the tops of her thighs before planting his feet onto the mattress and fucking up.
She’s light in his hands, and her body bounced as he fucked his cock into her. In and out, a steady rhythm that only let her choke out reedy groans and whimpers into his neck.
It felt good, like this, having a small thing in his hands limp in his hands as he fucked into her. A totally trusting little thing that knew about what he was like when he sunk deep into the mara but still let herself be fucked by him.
A little rabbit letting herself sit in the mouth of a wolf.
Silver Wolf snarked and snipped all she liked, but in the end, he was the one who she shared her body with.
His hands crossed her body, and his arms wrapped around her in a crushing embrace. Nowhere for her to go except speared on his cock.
He nuzzled into her hair, all while his thrusts sped up. The bed rattled with the force of it, and their hips smacked against each other in a lewd chorus.
“Blade, Blade, Blade,” she chanted nonsensically.
“Close?” he murmured into her ear. He felt her nod against him.
Blade pressed her closer to him, making sure that her clit rubbed harder between them. His hips snapped up, once, twice, and he felt her coming before she let out a full body shudder and squeezed around him tight.
“Inside, Blade,” she said blearily. “Wanna feel you inside.”
And what else could he do but pick up his pace at a fever-high? Ignored the soft fucked-out whimpers she gave, pulling her on his cock like the toy she said was, before he released inside her.
His cock twitched inside of her, still spurting out seed that wouldn’t take and still hard.
He bounced her in his lap. Listened to the overstimulated gasp she gave.
“Again,” he said.
Silver Wolf just whined in his neck.
Later, after Blade came inside Silver Wolf twice more before his cock finally flagged, and after he cleaned her up and put salve between her legs, he asked her why she wanted to take charge earlier.
“What’s it to you?” she replied as he carefully rubbed the soothing salve between her legs. Something to help with the chafing where her cunt and thighs met his cock too hard.
Like this, even as he knelt before her, even as his face was between her legs, the eroticism of the situation was gone. The adrenaline that charged the air between them faded from the sex.
Her legs were thin around him and splayed out to bracket his body as he rubbed the salve into her.
His flaccid cock twitched anyway.
“You don’t like to push yourself,” he repeated from earlier. “Being on top isn’t your preference.”
“And? We can try something different once in a while. Don’t want to blow out that old back of yours.”
“This body is immortal. Unchanging. Your concerns are unnecessary.”
“Unnecessary,” she mocked back. Blade pinched the inside of her thigh in retaliation. She just glared back.
He finished rubbing the salve into her and screwed the lid back on.
“I’m going to get cleaned up,” he said, as he rose from the bed. He only had been able to do a quick wipe before tending to Silver Wolf. “Stay or leave, do as you wish.”
“Uh, and get caught by Kafka while my legs are still jelly? No thanks.”
“Suit yourself.”
Excuses in the end, but it did not matter.
Blade knew it was simply fleeting pleasure that he indulged in, for himself and Silver Wolf. The cold comfort of being able to share a bed with someone in the galaxy that wouldn’t betray each other.
Silver Wolf was small. Burrowed into his bed like a little rabbit that didn’t know the dangers of the wolf above her.
Blade let her stay anyway.