Kinktober Day Six: Size Difference

Jesse - Gabriel (Overwatch AU)
Size difference /  dub-con /  teratophilia / rimming /
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Lighting flashed into the dark clouds like a bridge of white light between them. Rain broke through the sky and pounded onto the forest below, the thrumming of it echoing in the trees. It was a soothing beat, the soft evening air adding to the misty and ethereal setting. There was peace here, tranquility.   
 
Well as tranquil as you could get when there was a demon sitting on the other side of the fire, staring at you through cold, pit like black eyes. Jesse could not tear his eyes away from that strange, blank expression. It made him afraid to move, though the beast had placed a cup of water in front of him.   
 
“You think I'm going to kill you.”

It was not a question.   
 
“I...don't think you'd save me if you just wanted to eat me yourself.”

The owl like mask tilted to one side, increasing it's resemblance to a bird of prey. “No. I would not have bothered if a meal was all I wished for.” He pointed to the cup with a long, claw like hand. “You should drink. You are dehydrated.”   
 
Jesse reached forward and looked down into the cup. The water was clean and crisp and soothing on his raw throat. He drank deep and sighed, placing the cup back down. “Thank you.” He finally managed to break the gaze, looking out across the forest floor. The tent he'd been brought to was old, but the canvas had been treated with animal fats so many times that it was utterly waterproof. The firepit in the middle kept away the chill, while the hole and guard at the top let the smoke out. It was, all in all, a cozy way to live transiently.   
 
“Are you hungry?” The demon asked, it's odd face tilting again. “I have food.”

“In all truth, I'd be much obliged if yu'd tell me what it is yer plannin ta do with me.” Jesse dared, feeling a lump in his throat big as a tennis ball.   
 
There was a dark laughter that did nothing to help him feel at ease. “The nearest village is a long way away. But I intend to take you there. You may of course wish to try it on your own. But you are still injured, and there are creatures out there far worse than I.'

Jesse swallowed. “Are there?” He got the sensation that this fellow was smiling at him from under the mask.

“No.”

“Oh.” Jesse wrapped himself up in the blankets as tightly as he could, as if they would protect him from more than just the chill.

“But I did not save you to eat you.”

“Then why?”

The beast rose, filling the tent till the feathers adorning his scalp touched the roof. He crept closer, a black curved claw touching Jesse's cheek with such tenderness that it almost tickled. “I saw you. I desired you.” He leaned in and a warm breath caressed over Jesse's naked shoulder. “Do you carry any objections?”

“..I...uhhhu!” He gasped as the blankets were pulled from him, his naked body laid bare before this massive creature. “D-do I...do I get a choice?”

“Yes.”

“Can I say no?”

The eyes seemed greatly entertained by this prospect. “Do you want to say no?”

The muscular body pushed him down as a wet, welcoming mouth sucked on his shoulder, finding the right nerve endings and swiping a hungry tongue against them with hot blooded fervor. “Uuugh. C-can't say as I do.”

“Then do not protest.” He insisted, moving those fine, sharp claws through the body hair with a curious  touch.   
 
Jesse felt so small beneath this incredible bulk. He could not see over the broad shoulders. As he put his hands up to the arms, his fingers could not touch on the other side of the wrist. His vision was consumed by this creature, and he felt a threat of terror run through him. “I...uh...please!” He bleated, wondering if he could beg for mercy from a demon. If it would do him any good. “I jus...be gentle!”   
 
Again, the dark, thin laughter echoing in his ears. “Turn over.” 

This thing did not wait for him to obey. Jesse gulped as his hips were man handled and he was flipped, ass up in the air while the claws plucked his cheeks open, showing off the dusky whorl between them. “Fuck...fuck jus...ouh shit!”

“So full of trepidation.” The hiss sounded guttural, hungry. “Perhaps a little bit of preparation would do you good.” 

Jesse felt the muzzle caressed up against his ass cheeks. He did not get the chance to look back before a hot breath billowed out and a warm, slithering tongue twisted along the wrinkles of his hole. His jaw fell open and he moaned at the lewd tickle. “Houh! M-much obliged!” He closed his eyes, settling down into his position. There was a decidedly pleased hum from his back end, and Jesse decided that could only mean good things.   
 
His world opened up as the wide, pliant tongue pushed up against the tightness and breached it firmly.   
 
“Nuuuugh!” He looked back, watching the long black appendage slide out from under the mask, a wriggling and frightful thing that felt fantastic none the less. It ground down into his body and Jesse started to drool, already quite addicted to this feeling. Hands the size of a basketball took hold of his waist and drug him back towards the demon, keeping possession of him. “H-huh! Huuuh! N-not going ah-anywhere!” he promised. 

“You don't have to.” The coarse voice told him. “Why return to the town? You have nothing there. That is why you were wandering these woods.” The tongue plunged deeper as the ass was pried open with slow, determined movements, the thick saliva providing all the needed lubrication. 

Jesse felt the tongue withdraw, whining at the sudden lack of wriggling stimulation. He looked up just in time to see the strange beast rise and discard his coverings. Jesse expression was full of trepidation , his bottom lip trembling as he realized just what was about to enter him...or what was about to try. “I... I ain't got a lotta experience with this.” He swallowed, his tongue flicking out as he shook his head. “I cain't fit that!”
 
The body laid against his back, the hands embracing him as a furred chest brushed over him skin, eliciting a tender sensation. “You can. I will be patient. But you can.”   
 
The poor man gulped as the head of it squeezed up between the cheeks, rubbing the length around and preparing to take what was now it's property.