BFT | Chapter 33

Human feelings really were complicated.

The beast felt awkward and lay back in the sleeping bag. Before long, the warden lay down beside him and pressed his body close. His large, rough hand slipped inside the beast’s blouse. The warden’s bare upper body carried a strong smell of blood.

The warden tilted his head as he fondled the beast’s chest. A dark shadow stained the beast’s face. This time too, the warden did not use his tongue when kissing him.

Even while he was swept up in the feeling of melting under the caresses and kisses to his chest, the beast forced down his embarrassment. Until last night, it had been the beast who skillfully seduced him into sex, but this time the warden was the one touching him first. Without even asking what the beast wanted, as if it were only natural.... To the warden, the beast was already his mate.

"Ah...."

A moan slipped from the beast at the warden’s breast play. Because he had been tense all day from the earthquake, the breast pain he had forgotten about only now made itself felt. His chest hurt as though it might burst from the hard, swollen milk lumps. The warden must have felt it too, because the hand kneading his breast became more careful.

"Does it hurt?"

At the warden’s question, the beast nodded. After thinking for a moment, he wrote on the warden’s hand.

"I know you hate it, but please."

Perhaps he understood what it meant, because the warden did not move for a while. But there was no other way here, where there were only a few towels. Just as the beast was wondering whether he should simply endure it, the warden’s hand moved. The movements were far more skillful than his earlier hesitation had suggested. His hand moved from the underarm toward the breast and massaged the swollen lumps delicately.

The warden had a huge build, so his fingers were large and thick too. When his thumb and forefinger caught the nipple, a heavy, throbbing pain shot through the whole chest. The warden tugged at the beast’s small nipple. The stimulation made it feel as if the entire milk duct opened up.

Soon, milk beaded at the tip of the nipple, then burst out in a stream. In no time, the man’s hand was soaking wet. Milk ran down the beast’s lower abdomen.

The thin blouse became drenched and clung to the warden’s big hand. When the warden squeezed the breast hard, a line of milk shot straight through the cloth from the stiffly raised nipple. After massaging his breast three or four times, he pressed the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Each time he exerted force with his fingertips, white milk kept spurting out in long streams, and the sight made the beast’s breathing quicken on its own.

The warden lifted the beast’s blouse up to his collarbone. There was heat in his gaze as he looked down at the beast, his white chest soaked with milk. He supported the beast’s waist from behind with one arm and held one shoulder with the other hand. Warm breath brushed the beast’s chest.

"Mm...."

The beast suppressed a groan and kept his mouth tightly shut. The warden took one breast fully into his mouth and sucked hard. While sucking, he pressed the lower part of the breast with one hand, and milk immediately gushed out in large amounts.

Swept up in the pleasure surging through him by instinct, the beast’s vision blurred. The small nipple was rubbed against the warden’s palate. Each time he sucked in milk, his tongue smoothly traced the ridge of the breast. Even where the warden’s teeth sank in, sharp sparks of stimulation burst up.

The beast clenched and unclenched his hands, holding back a cry. The warden licked the milk-wet nipple with the tip of his tongue, then sucked it. He kept one breast in his mouth while roughly kneading the other with his hand.

This could no longer be called massage. It was clearly sex. Water was streaming from both the beast’s male organ and his hole. Without meaning to, he kept drawing his knees together and apart, even his waist twitching restlessly.

While sucking his breast, the warden slid one hand into the beast’s skirt and touched the inside of his thigh. A hot groan also slipped from the warden’s mouth. The beast sensed intense, surging excitement from him. It went beyond mere physical desire. Unlike his usual self, who had quite a strong sexual restraint, he was breaking down in a strangely rapid way now.

Was it because he killed so many people today?

The beast had learned that when humans vented violence or lust too excessively, a drug-like substance was secreted in the body. The excitement would not easily subside, so they would go looking for even stronger stimulation.... For the warden right now, that stronger stimulation beyond the murders he had committed during the day was the beast’s body.

Even the warden’s mouth on his chest was different from before. Every so often, he pulled away and flicked the nipple from below with the tip of his tongue. After gathering the breast in his palm and forcing out a large amount of milk, he would also lick smoothly from the ridge of the chest all the way to the nipple. Whenever the ticklish caresses made the beast shiver, the warden would bite down on the breast and deliver a painful stimulus. It was a meticulous caress, with the right balance of gentleness and force.

The beast covered his mouth tightly with both hands. It was so hard to hold back a scream that tears gathered at the corners of his eyes.

The warden lifted his face from the beast’s chest. As he leaned toward the beast, a whisper laced with hot breath drifted out.

"I’m going to spill it outside... so just let me once."

The beast wrote on his firm back.

"It’s fine if you do it inside."

"A small amount will be absorbed into my body over time."

The warden kissed the beast’s cheek. The front of his trousers, pressed against the beast’s thigh, was already hard as stone.

"Tell me if it gets too much. If you tell me to stop, I’ll stop right away."

The sound of trousers being lowered came next. The warden pulled out his sex and supported one of the beast’s legs with a forearm. The next instant, the beast’s eyes flew wide open. The warden’s large hand was clamped over the beast’s mouth. The beast gripped the blanket tightly with both hands.

A huge cock thrust into the wet body that had been damp for a long time already. It went straight through the most intimate place in the beast’s body. The cry that burst from the beast’s mouth was crushed under the warden’s hand.

The warden, mounted over the beast’s body, put his weight into his cock and pushed deeper. The pressure of his hard body crushing down on him, the heaviness of the cock filling him completely, the excessive stimulation inside and out made the beast’s heart pound hard. It felt as if his whole body was tied to a pyre and burning.

Suddenly, the warden removed his hand from the beast’s mouth.

"Mm...!"

The beast let out a ragged moan. The warden sealed his lips over the beast’s and began thrusting. His movements were unrestrained and precise. Each time he moved his hips up and down, the beast’s breasts were painfully crushed beneath his thick, hard pectorals.

The beast moved his hips in time with the warden. The stimulation they exchanged became even more intense. He felt as if he might suffocate in the heat pouring off the warden’s body. Every time the man drove into him and pulled back out, a chilling wave of goosebumps rippled over the beast’s whole body.

The warden swallowed the beast’s cries with his mouth and plunged his cock deeply inside. His movements, penetrating the beast’s body, were exquisitely skilled. He varied the angle left and right, up and down, adjusting the speed appropriately as he struck deep inside. There was no trace left of how flustered and helpless he had looked the first time he had wiped the beast’s body with a towel, unable to meet his gaze properly.

The beast clung to the warden desperately with both arms around his shoulders. His entire body’s sensitivity rose until he felt as if consciousness itself was trapped at the peak of pleasure. The warden’s saliva flowed into the beast’s mouth. Unable to withstand the intense pleasure of the relentlessly thrusting shaft, the beast’s own male organ came first.

At the sudden climax, the beast arched his back. A dazed rush of pleasure rang through the back of his head. The lower abdomen already being penetrated tightened sharply from his male release. The climax, close to pain, made it feel as if he could hardly breathe. Noticing the beast’s state, the warden stopped thrusting and pulled his lips away.

"Exhale slowly."

"Mm... ah...."

The beast barely managed to steady his breathing. After giving the beast enough time to catch his breath, the warden lowered his lips again. The male sex drove into the beast’s womb. His cock was so large, and the head so hard, that whenever the warden put strength behind a rapid thrust, the beast was even convinced his insides might tear open.