Tales of Matrimonia

Luke beamed Van a really big smile. "I only learned from the best!" he said chipperly. His face reddened a bit after that. "Um, Master, if we're going to do this the entire way, please be gentle with me…" he requested. ~Oh Yulia damn it! There's that virginity-lost schoolgirl crap again!~ he mentally grumbled.

"As you wish…" Van got to his knees and spread Luke's legs apart. "I have an idea of how I can keep you by my side…" he mentioned, his middle finger slipping into Luke's virgin anus.

Luke moaned lowly as Van stuck his finger in his tight hole. He began panting, but wanted so much more. "What do you mean, Master?" he asked through his gasping.

"Your parents trust me enough… I think I'll take you along with me…" the master said, "That way, you won't feel abandoned." He inserted a second finger once he felt that Luke was ready for it.

Luke's moan got a bit louder. "Ahh! Master Van!" he cried out as a tear rolled down his face. He wanted this so badly. He could taste it. "Please, Master! Don't abandon me! Take me with you!" he cried openly now, his love for Van overflowing. He sat up and kissed Van fiercely, wanting so much.

Van returned the kiss fervently. Oh how he longed for the young Fabre's heart. At last, he was victorious. "Yes, Luke," he whispered, "You're coming with me." A third finger was slipped in. He separated his fingers as much as possible, and then lifted Luke's legs to prod and lubricate his destination with his tongue.

Luke shuddered at the foreign sensation, his teary eyes squeezing shut. "Ih… That… turns you on!?" he asked while instinctively pressing the fingers of a fist against his chest.

Van just slurped his saliva as he looked up at look and grinned crookedly like the alluring badass that he was. "You have no idea how much it does…" he said in response.

Luke looked away, but with an arched eyebrow and a crooked smile that reflected some disgust mixed with pleasure at this unusual sex act. "You dirty old man…"

The master swordsman chuckled at this. "Can you really blame me, though?" He looked down at the young Fabre's erection, amused to see veins. "You look pretty aroused by this, hm?"

Green, glazed eyes looked up at him before dropping to the erection, and then rising back to him. "Yeah…?" Luke answered.

Van chuckled again and leaned forward, kissing Luke's lips. "Don't worry; it'll be our secret kink."

"Jus' shut up and keep makin' my dick hurt."

"You make MINE hurt when you talk like that."

"I'll talk dirty more often, then."

"Just don't make me 'bust a nut' in public, mm?"

Luke shook his head. "You're so sexy, Master! Keep licking me!"

"I'm on it!" Van returned to rimming his little one.

Luke sighed repeatedly, his middle finger lightly stroking the bridge of skin on the underside of his penis' head. Van's lingual prodding at his anus along with that made him utterly euphoric. Pre-ejaculate seeped from his urethra onto his tummy. "MAN, this feels so GOOD!" he huffed, now gently massaging his cock in his grip. Van deepened his tongue in the boy's anus, causing Luke to squeeze himself harder. "Master…!"

Once Luke was well lubricated, Van lined his cock up with Luke's anal orifice. "Are you sure that you want this?" he asked, "Once I take you, I cannot return your purity, your innocence."

Luke nodded. "At least I'm losing it to someone who I love," he said, blushing radiantly. "Who cares about my innocence? Dirty me, Master! All I care is that I'll be able to stay with you forever."

"Yes…" Van said with a nod, "I feel the same way…" He pushed his erection into Luke slowly, so as not to hurt him.

If they were on a bed, Luke would have been grasping the sheets as hard as he could; he knew from sucking it that Van's cock was big, but because the mouth is bigger than the anus, he didn't consider how big it would feel from behind. He arched his back a bit, panting and sweating as Van pushed in. He moaned, his face still bright red. "Ahh, Master! I need more!" he cried, twitching.

"Do you want all of me NOW?" Van asked cautiously.

Luke nodded. "Yes, I do! I need all of you! It'll only feel right if you were completely in!" he insisted with scattered breaths.

Van smirked and pushed his entire length into the youth's ass. "How's this feel?" he asked, holding onto Luke's sides.

Despite the pain of taking all of Van at once, Luke let out a lustful growl. "Now that’s better!" he said, panting. ~I’ve waited so long for this moment, Master!~ Luke cheered in his head. "Let me have it!"

Van nodded. He pulled his cock out briefly before thrusting hard into Luke with an admirable amount of his might.

Luke whimpered and arched his body to every thrust. He could feel the power that Van possessed and wanted to feel the most of it.

Van pumped himself violently in the youth's anus, his knot retying. "Don't worry, Luke…" he grunted, his sapphire eyes dead-set on Luke's emeralds, "Once we get on the ship to Daath… we can do… so much more… than this."

Luke snickered at a thought. "You had this all planned out from the very beginning, didn't you?"

Van laughed. "Smart boy!" he said, "I did plan on taking you with me to Daath, but with no false emotions."

Luke smiled. "I… I know that you love me, Master." He could feel himself reaching his climax. "Ah! Master, I'm going to come!"

"Good, Luke." Van rammed deeper into Luke, his cock swelling. He was going to come after the young Fabre, for sure.

Luke was reaching his climax fast. He felt the knot in his stomach getting tighter and tighter. ~Oh Yulia! This is it!~ His thoughts were soon replaced by a flash of white light. "Masterrrr!" Luke roared, having a more intense orgasm than he’d ever felt from masturbation. His semen splattered across his tummy and into his navel.

The excitement of seeing his little lover coming so hard caused Van to come immediately instead of later, filling Luke completely, even shooting out some extra. "Ah… LUKE!" he grunted out in the heat of his orgasm.

Luke panted heavily. He could feel Van orgasm inside of him. He shivered a bit, but his mind drifted off to a better place as he felt his beloved master's hard-on soften inside of him. ~Master Van just… inside of me!~ His pretty, green eyes sparkled with joy to the wonderful thought. He loved Van with all of his young and inexperienced but strong heart, and to have this skilled swordsman, this valiant and respected military officer inside of him, Luke's heart fluttered rapidly, his body embraced by a mysterious warmth that could only be elation.

"Luke… Are you alright?" Van asked, leaning forward and kissing the Fabre's neck.

Luke nodded. "Yeah… Everything is…" he said sleepily. With shaky arms, he pushed himself up, but into the stalwart man's rock-solid chest. He looked up at Van, his eyes streaming tears down his adorable face. "Master…" he wept, "When I thought that I'd lose you…" Van's eyes opened a bit more with attention. "…I was scared. I cried in bed, touching myself, thinking of you. I came over and over, too many times in one night, for a week. I couldn't stop myself! I just… had to tell you… how much I love you…"

Van smiled. "Such a cute and naughty lover I've found…" he whispered, brushing Luke's hair out of his face.

"Naughty… Nice… Whatever you… want me… to…" Luke's eyes gradually closed as he slipped deeper and deeper into slumber of exhaustion.

Van leaned forward and kissed Luke's lips, whispering, "I love you so, Luke…" He pulled out of the boy, clothed him and himself, and carried the boy out to Baticul Port.
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