Summary: Halsin thinking about Tav from afar while the Shadowcurse is still running rampant, he just can’t help himself. MDNI/Explicit, use of they/them pronouns for Tav.
Based off of a Gale prompt I got in my asks yesterday 🖤
Silvanus knew that Halsin shouldn’t be thinking this way, thinking about his fellow companion from afar like this after showing him such kindness and helping him from the Worg pens in the goblin camp was the first strike of it all. The way their eyes widened when he left his wild shape and cheeks tinted bright red when they realized the bear in front of them turned into the seven foot tall elven druid they had been searching for throughout the camp.
The second strike was seeing them covered in goblin blood and viscera for the first time, gods he wanted to bend them over and fuck them right over one of the stone pillars right then and there. His control was better than that though, he had hundreds of years under his belt– what was this person doing to him?
The third strike was seeing Tav at the Tiefling party, their face was flushed from the alcohol they had consumed that night.. making them perky and a bit flirty. They had only hung out around him that night, only chatting Halsin up and making flirty remarks.
And that brings Halsin to tonight, everyone at camp had gone to bed early that night. This lead Halsin to be the only one up besides the Owl Bear cub and Scratch, he decided to sneak away for the night, deciding it was the best just incase he did get loud. He didn’t go far, since the land was cursed and all.
The images of Tav wrecking his brain pretty hard tonight, he clenched his eyes closed as he imagined Tav down on their knees between Halsin’s thighs. Their hands on both of his thighs, their perfect pretty mouth wrapped around Halsin’s cock and bobbing their head slowly and teasingly– which caused Halsin to grab Tav’s hair and force the speed to quicken.. causing a choke to leave Tav’s throat. Tears prickling in the corners of their eyes, this image caused Halsin’s knees to buckle before he could even settle down by a tree stump.
Halsin quickly worked his pants down, pulling his underwear down in one quick blow as well. “Silvanus, please forgive me. For I have sinned.” He mumbled under his breath as he grabbed his cock in his one hand and his other hand squeezing his balls. His breath hitched in his throat as his hips snapped forward, imagining it was Tav’s entrance. His breaths came out in heavy pants, his one hand pumping his shaft lazily at first and then the speed picked up as his imagination ran wild with scenarios he’d like to put the both of them through.
Halsin spits in his hand and pumps his cock faster, his head lolling to the side as his moans get a bit louder, a string of profanities leaving his lips. He feels a burning in his belly, he’s getting closer to his release. Is he really going to finish so early? Has Tav really got him like he’s in rut?
He felt his cheeks were flushed, his balls felt heavy, he fondled them and squeezed them as he felt himself get closer to the edge. He felt his body jolt forward as spurts of cum sprayed into his hands and up on to his belly. He raised his one hand and didn’t want to waste a thing and licked his release off of his hands, wishing it were Tav’s.
