Communion of the Cursed (Kuzaless)

Innocence Taken

(Chris's P.O.V.)

I watched as he kicked his pants and underwear off, revealing more of his decorated skin. The tattoo that I wanted to see more of was finally revealed to me, it was an extremely detailed skull. My eyes traveled further down to his groin. I blushed at the sight of his erection, it was much larger than mine. I guess that's what you get when you're a demon.

"My eyes are up here, sweetie." He whispered as he lifted my chin.

I quickly pressed my lips to his and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling on top of me. He groaned and began freeing me of my pants as we kissed.

He pulled away and slipped my underwear off. "Why'd you want me naked Kuza?" I asked childishly.

"Because I want to try something with you." He said as he rubbed my thighs.
I quietly moaned at the feeling of his hands on me.

"Okay." I whispered.

"It's up to you..." His voice trailed off as he spread my legs.

"I know, I want to try," I said, "But is anything gonna happen to me?"

"No, nothing should." He said reassuringly before rummaging around in the nightstand drawer.

I craned my neck to try and see what he was doing. He pulled out a bottle of something and poured it out onto his fingers. With his other hand he pushed my head back down. "Don't worry, just relax it's gonna make things a lot easier." He said soothingly before going back to holding my legs apart

I winced and squirmed as I felt him push a finger into me, "Hurts." I whimpered.

"It's okay." He whispered, kissing my thigh.

I stifled a scream and bit my lip as he gradually added more before pumping them in and out. He suddenly curled his fingers inside me without warning making my muscles clench around him. "You're so tight, but I think that won't matter." He mumbled, proving his point as he struggled to remove his fingers.

He then spat into his hand before rubbing his cock. Before he could do anything more I involuntarily clamped my legs shut.

He sighed, gently prying them open again. "You have to trust me." He said.

I looked up at him and nodded. "Deep breaths." He whispered as he guided his cock to my entrance.

I felt the tip push it's way in. I whimpered at the feeling of being stretched further as he slowly entered me. I gripped his shoulders, breathing heavily and trying to get used to his size.

I couldn't help but moan and squirm at the unfamiliar sensation of being filled. He kissed my forehead and held me down, presumably so I wouldn't hurt myself from writhing around.

"I'm going to move, you can do what you want to me if it distracts you from the pain, I can handle it." He stated while he nibbled at my ear.

I nodded, moving one hand to his hair as he almost pulled all the way out before roughly slamming into me again. "Fuck!" I screamed, tugging at his hair out of impulse. He groaned but didn't let up.

I let out short gasps as the pain dissipated and it started to feel pleasurable. Something clicked me to buck my hips up to match his thrusts. He moaned and gripped my hips as he began to go slower and gentler before he came to a stop, burying his face into my neck. "Please keep going, it feels so good." I whispered and ran my fingers through his hair.

My words made him growl and harshly biting down on my neck before he drove himself into my prostate and lifted my hips off the bed as he continued his assault. "Kuza! F-Fuck, shit!" I moaned as he started to pump me in time with his thrusts. "Such a good little boy." He rasped as he tightened his fist and started to pump me faster.

My eyes widened as I felt my stomach drop. I grabbed his wrist and tired to push him off me, "Stop, something's happening to me!" I yelped.

"I know what's happening, it isn't going to hurt you." He grunted as his thrusts started to get slower and jerkier.

I looked down in between us and saw long, white ropes shoot out of my member and hit our stomachs then the weird feeling disappeared. "Oh shit." He whispered looking down as well.

Kuza's breathing became ragged and he stopped thrusting when I felt something warm coat my insides and I whimpered as he attempted to pull out.

"Such a good angel but he has a mouth on him for sure." He stated before licking the substance off my abdomen. He then laid next to me and wrapped his arms around me.

"They kept you as pure as they could though." He added.

That made me wonder if the church knew something that I didn't. What were they planning to use me for? I began to theorize that I was not some accident dumped on the chapel steps, but an experiment.

I grunted and turned to face him. I tried to hide the look of worry on my face and just sleep. I was glad that he didn't seem to notice anything wrong. I quietly let out a whine and I couldn't help but hide my face in his chest.

He sighed, bringing a hand up to my hair and began to gently comb his fingers through it. "You're so beautiful, Chris. I don't think you know that, but you are." He murmured.

I whimpered, refusing to look up at him, I only buried my face further into his chest. "You're safe and you have a purpose." He whispered before kissing the top of my head.

I tightly wrapped my arms around him as if he was going to fade away. He kissed my head again and pulled me closer. We were basically crushing eachother but neither one of us seemed to care and the closeness to him made me fall asleep.