Dominatus was like a storm.
After gently caressing Lucianus’s body, Dominatus immediately switched to a passionate shower of affection. The noble had no time to process this first intimate experience as he felt himself smothered within the arms of his partner.
“Dominatus, what are you…” Lucianus started.
As he was gasping for air, his legs were opened wide as if he were a baby getting his diaper changed. He felt like he was about to die from embarrassment.
“I’ll suck your cock while stretching your anus,” Dominatus said. “Hold your legs and keep them open.”
For the first time in his life, Lucianus experienced fellatio, and it was a shocking sensation. As Dominatus’s wet and hot mouth enveloped Lucianus’s cock, he was unable to stifle his voice, allowing sweet gasps to escape his lips. Dominatus used his tongue skillfully and passionately like a beast devouring a piece of meat. He was taking his time, slowly tasting Lucianus’s cock.
All the while, oil-drenched fingers slipped into Lucianus’s hole. This act was also a first for him as his back trembled at this unusual sensation. He felt fingers penetrate his opening, and his body throbbed with inexplicable excitement, though it was still far from pleasure.
“You’re tight,” Dominatus said. “I’m pretty big, so I’m not sure if I’ll fit.”
“You will,” Lucianus immediately replied. “I’ve enjoyed myself with men bigger than you. Your unimpressive size will be no issue.” Lucianus simply didn’t want their time to end, and he tried to convey that he was fine, but thorny remarks tumbled out of his mouth instead.
“I’m sorry to be so unimpressive,” Dominatus replied. His tone was grumpy, but he seemed more fired up than ever before.
Lucianus was flipped onto his stomach with his lower half thrust out high in the air. The mere thought of even his most intimate spots being seen made him writhe with embarrassment, his hips trembling on their own.
“You’re skilled at seducing others,” Dominatus said. “Why don’t you stick your ass out in a more enticing manner? Enchant me.”
Dominatus’s large hand slapped Lucianus’s buttocks, the sound of it ringing through the room. Lucianus gave a loud gasp of surprise.
“What was that? You sounded like you stepped on a kitten,” Dominatus chuckled. He spanked Lucianus once more.
Normally, Lucianus would be infuriated by such insolence, being forced to be a part of such a humiliating act. But for some reason, a part of him was excited to have his ass slapped by Dominatus.
When Raifa had mentioned that some men would derive joy from being whipped by slave women, Lucianus could hardly believe it, but now, he was gradually starting to understand why such a thing could be exciting.
As Dominatus had requested, Lucianus let out another sweet cry from the impact, and he arched his back to stick out his butt.
“A fine view,” Dominatus said.
He gently stroked Lucianus’s ass, his own member standing tall and erect. The sheer thought of something so large penetrating Lucianus made him go crazy with anxiety and anticipation. The thick cock, slick with oil, was pressed against Lucianus’s opening. The tight hole was forced open by the large manhood, and Lucianus was overcome with fear; a penis was much thicker than a finger, and he feared that his hole might tear. Lucianus endured the pain and the suffocating pressure he felt as he managed to swallow Dominatus’s genitalia.
“You’re tight,” Dominatus grunted. “Does it hurt at all?”
“It…doesn’t hurt,” Lucianus replied. “Quit dawdling. Move already.” He assumed it was more painful to take it slow.
The gladiator, perhaps miffed to receive a complaint for worrying about his partner, grabbed Lucianus’s waist and gave a powerful thrust.
Lucianus almost cried out in pain, but he managed to press his lips shut and stifle his gasps. Dominatus remained silent and continued to ravage Lucianus’s body, and it mattered not just how much Lucianus tried to endure it all. With every violent thrust, gasps leaked from his lips, and Lucianus could only try his best to act like he was experiencing pleasure—he didn’t want to sound like he was in agonizing pain. Thankfully, screams of pain didn’t differ much from cries of pleasure, and Lucianus was certain that Dominatus assumed that he was feeling ecstasy. I can only hope that he misunderstands me.
Dominatus gave a low grunt and released his seed inside of Lucianus. Though relieved to be freed from the pain, Lucianus felt a touch lonely now that it was all over. Dominatus laid over his partner and started to shower Lucianus with kisses, planting his lips onto the noble’s neck and shoulders. Lucianus received these acts of affection in a daze, but for some reason, he then felt a sharp bite on his collarbone. Even he couldn’t tolerate this pain.
“Ouch!” Lucianus yelped.
He pushed Dominatus’s head away, and the gladiator frowned as he stepped off the bed.
“Why did you bite me?” Lucianus asked. He rubbed his shoulder where a bite mark was blooming.
“I just felt like it,” Dominatus said gruffly.
He sounded angry, but Lucianus couldn’t possibly understand why. Dominatus silently started to get dressed. It made Lucianus sad to think that Dominatus was ready to leave, now that he had done what was needed. I guess he has no intention of staying in bed with me until morning. I paid for his company, after all.
“Dominatus, if I call for you, will you come again?” Lucianus inquired.
Atop the bed, he couldn’t hide his anxiety. Dominatus, who was already dressed, opened the door and turned back to the noble.
“I’ll think about it,” the gladiator said.
✦ ✦ ✦
It was crystal clear that Dominatus wasn’t fully satisfied with his romantic night with Lucianus; the attitude he exhibited after their tryst was quite cold. Still, he didn’t decline the possibility of a future invitation. Desperation filled Lucianus’s mind as he invited Dominatus over two weeks later. It seemed there was no need to fret about being turned down.
Dominatus arrived once more at Carusso Manor. If he so requested, Lucianus didn’t mind simply spending some time together, enjoying a few drinks, but it’d been a while since the noble last saw the face of his dearest beloved. The moment he saw Dominatus’s face, he was filled with sweet excitement—he wanted to be held in those burly arms once more.
Their second round of intercourse was much softer than the first. But Lucianus wasn’t totally happy with how gently he was being treated—it didn’t feel like Dominatus was lusting after him. Yet, Lucianus’s body was so excited that it was almost embarrassing. He melted under Dominatus’s gentle caresses.
Lucianus recalled that Dominatus had mentioned that he disliked hearing the moans of men, so he did his best to stifle his gasps. Lucianus did whatever he could to ensure that he wouldn’t lose himself to pleasure, so deathly afraid was he of Dominatus turning soft and flaccid. After their second time together, Dominatus slept in the bed with him before he left, much to Lucianus’s delight. It seemed the gladiator was satisfied with his experience this time around.