Chronicles of Garr: Born into Darkness

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It's the chapter that... uh.. nobody has been waiting for!

That's right. 739 words of smut. AND NO SEGMENT CHANGES ^_^
I dunno if I'll go any further with the chapters. I kinda did plan on future story. I guess it depends on other things.

Once again, post any major grammar/spelling errors and things of that nature.
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"It seems you still do not understand." Garr just lay there, confused. "Then I willfurtfurther."

Gaist dragged his hand down Garr's cock. When he reached the base, he proceeded to make his way back to the tip.

"It hurts... it's hurting me." Garr moaned.

"You are confusing pain with desire. In order to make the experience greater, I must bring your desire to it's peak. I can easily tell that your lust has not been completely sated, because you are still growing within my hand."

The studentmpermpered as his master teased his length. The touches alone would certainly never fill his lust. Garr reached for himself, but Gaist pushed his student's hand away.

"You aren't thinking. What is it that you truly desire? What set off the growing pain in your loins?" Gaist looked into Garr's eyes, and he felt his student's hand wrap around his own length. "Yes. That is correct. Your lust for another."

Gaist rewarded his pupil with the gentle strokes of his hand as he pulled Garr into a full erection. He setasteaster, more moderated pace than before. He felt Garr touching him in other places. He seemed to be idibldibly fond of Gaist's muscular chest. Gaist returned the favor to his student with his tongue, sliding it across his jaw and down his throat. Garr felt the grip against him grow tighter, and moaned as the strokes became faster.

"Now, Garr. I'm going to go even faster, and you will feel something stir within you, trying to escape from you. Do not try to suppress it, for it will only result in pain. Just let it flow through, and out of you."

Gaist traveled back and forth on Garr's member, his strokes gaining in speed. Garr felt the stirring in his groin, and braced himself onto Gaist. He felt it going through him, into the base, and into his shaft. The heat emerged through the tip, and leaked down his cock in several spurts. The load accumulated onto his waist. It marveled him how something could be slick, yet sticky ae sae same time. He felt Gaist run his hand through the pool of semen, and watched him as he applied it to his own length, spreading it from tip to base. The student just watched.

"And now, I will do unto you as my teacher did unto me. This is a trial in which your pain can only be endured due to trust. Do you trust me, Garr?"

He nodded. "With my life."

Gaist positioned himself on his knees in front of Garr. He lifted the student's legs in each arm from under the knee, and pulled Garr to hiis mis member brushing against him. In one quick motion, he inserted himself into Garr, and the student tried to break away. Gaist's claws ripped into Garr's legs as he pulled him back.

"I thought you trusted me." Gaist removed his claws from the broken flesh, and stared into Garr's eyes. "I'll ask you once again. Do you trust me?"

"Forgive me, Master. I acted on reflex. Yes, I do trust you."

And with that, Gaist continued. He trust himself into Garr, a loud groan erupting fthe the student. Gaist felt the flesh surround his organ, basking in the warmth it emitted. After he saw that Garr had settled from the pain, he rocked his hips against him. His hands caressed the muscles of Garr's legs, rubbing his fingers along his thighs. The student felt the cock throbbing inside him, pain coursing throughout the penetration. Garr's claws ripped the sheets of the bed, cutting into the mattress. He heard Gaist moan aloud, and stared at his gaping mouth. Through his pain, his teacher would gain pleasure. He wrapped his legs around his mentor, pulling him closer, squeezing his thighs around his waist. He felt the pain in a guise of pleasure as the master made one, final thrust, and he felt the fluid rush inside him. Gaist closed his eyes, aell ell on top of Garr, his length slipping out of the hole. Gaist's head sunk into Garr's shoulder, and his eyes closed, falling unconscious. Garr released the grip of his legs, and rolled them both onto their sides. He pulled Gaist's head deeper onto his neck, and interlocked their legs together. He wrapped his arm underneath Gaist's, and pulled them as tightly as possible. Tightly gripped to his master, he fell asleep to the lullaby of his breathing.