What are you doing?

Klaus

I'm in the dark cell, in the place that always haunts me and that smells like sewage. Only this time I'm not the little boy in the corner, sitting on the floor, looking at his completely black hands, without eating or drinking for days. This time I look from the outside.
As Persians heal quickly, the wounds from that afternoon's torture sessions are no longer on me, they have all closed, and the burns have darkened. Even so, I felt a lot of pain.
The men wearing masks and who exhale a very strong perfume so that I don't record their smell, made several cuts on my arm, pulled out my nails and burned me down to my forearms. Yesterday they drowned me for hours, until I was almost unconscious, but at the last second they brought me to the surface.
The little Klaus Dark Elf in front of me doesn't even know what they want, as they never asked for anything. They didn't demand anything from me, they just hurt me, shouted at me and kicked me so hard that I couldn't breathe.
Now is one of the rare moments when I am alone in my prison, thinking about my father and mother, thinking about Cosmos Island, where I was born and raised, and where I should never have left.
Then little Klaus lifts his head, because we both hear a noise. There is someone outside our cell, someone small, who is not masked.
I look at the child and try to recognize him, his hair is red and he has stars tattooed on his hands, black stars. He holds onto the bars of my cage and stares at me for long moments, with big eyes that I know I've seen somewhere.


***

I startle from the thin mattress, not understanding where I am. I look at my surroundings with uncontrolled breathing and try to locate a piece of furniture that
Be familiar to me as long as I remember. This is Karina's mother's house, in the countryside, that's why it's so different.
I run my hands over my sweaty face and notice how dark and still everything is. Red Town is always noisy, so it makes sense that I feel so overwhelmed by a peaceful, pollution-free place like this.
I stand up, getting out of the small bed that leaves most of my legs exposed, and walk around Karina's childhood room. I don't seem to have scratched anything while I slept, which is good, but I don't remember when I fell asleep, which is weird.
I should have kept my eyes open, watching Karina, who is now on the balcony of the room, a small balcony without a cover, looking at the immensity of the night sky full of stars of the city where she grew up.
I go to the female wearing a long, worn shirt, and she doesn't even notice my presence, continuing to squeeze her cheeks with her hands.
What are you doing? — I ask and Karina jumps so much. startled, stopping touching his face in the same second.
Oh my God! You almost killed me now! — She exclaims, putting her hand on her racing heart as she is bathed in moonlight. — I thought you were sleeping.
I smell Karina and realize that she bathed with a scented soap, different from the one I have at home, but it's not bad. The smell is very weak and doesn't interfere much with its natural aroma.
— I just woke up… — I murmur and move closer. The balcony is good It's really small and there's only room for a chair and a potted plant on the floor, besides the female and me. My house doesn't have any room that size. — Thinking about what that aunt of yours said?
She looks away, answering my question.
I know exactly what it's like to have relatives talking about you right in front of you, comparing you and thinking that this will help you in some way. Unfortunately, I was never able to do anything, as it is against Persian nature to harm blood ties, being considered one of the greatest crimes in our species.
— My father said I was very cute with my round face — he says, leaning more on the balcony's protection, a kind of iron railing that seems sturdy enough to not cause any accidents. — He bought me traditional Korean clothes, little hanboks of all colors, and took photos to send on a calendar for the whole family. I think that
Nobody really liked this tradition, but they couldn't tell him, he was very respected.
I don't know what a hanbok is, but I'm sure my female would look beautiful in them.
— Do you still have a calendar? — I ask and Karina looks at me.
as if I had asked him something absurd.
— Maybe… — he says, smiling slightly. — By Korean standard, I am
almost a monster, she's so fat. I think even if I lost half my weight, it still wouldn't be enough. For them nothing is enough. — He sighs in frustration. — Even though I was little, at about six years old, I already had thick legs, which made some of the family want to teach me about diets.
— Diets for a six-year-old? — I arch both eyebrows.
— Yes, some aunts came to visit us at Christmas and brought things like sweet potatoes and bean jelly instead of dolls, I was very sad and cried, and at school it got worse. I studied with my cousins and they all had secret boyfriends, and I only had books and my father praising me day and night, saying that I was the most beautiful girl in the world, even though I was bullied a lot.
I could think of something to say, but Karina just seems to want to get it off her chest, so I stay silent and let her talk.
— The girls loved watching what kind of unhealthy diet the kidols[GS1 ]they did and tried to imitate. So when they looked at my plate and saw me eating normally, they always made me feel guilty. My father encouraged me to be myself and not care, but then he died and… everything just got worse. — His eyes fill with tears and his voice starts to shake, which causes a strange pang in my chest. — I gained more weight and my aunts and uncles pointed out every kilo. A lot of Koreans are like that, they have no filter for this kind of thing, which made my mother discourage most of the family from visiting me, because it depressed me. I just wanted to be like other girls.
Karina sniffles and wipes away a sneaky tear that accidentally slips from her eyes, then turns her back to me, pretending to look across the street. Her hiding causes even more pangs in my chest, as if it hurts me too that she's sad and embarrassed, and that's not good at all. It means that time with this human has affected me much more than I had anticipated.
— I swear I tried to love myself, but it's very difficult when everything around you says
that you are wrong and should hide in a hole. Nowadays I think I don't hate myself, I'm much better than before in terms of self-esteem. But also… I don't think I'm a big deal.
Being in that house must bring back a lot of memories for Karina, so much so that she spent most of the time silent after her aunt left and let her mother speak.
— I know I shouldn't say that to the guy who hired me to be his wife.
fake girlfriend, and I hope you don't realize by now that I'm not pretty enough for the job.
— Karina… — I make her turn to me, unable to let go any longer. say those unforgivable things about yourself.
Her cheeks are very pink, she doesn't stop sniffling and sobbing and her skin is wet from all the tears she's shed. This female makes my whole insides revolt and instead of feeling the common anger that unfair situations cause me, I feel sadness. Pure and genuine sadness.
— I-I have a lot of things to do with the money, like help my mother, so please give me this chance to co…
I don't let you continue to say such unfair things about yourself, allowing others to enter your mind, and I kiss you. I press her perfect lips to mine and stick my tongue in her mouth.
This time I don't kiss the female quickly, I try to contain the hungry beast inside me and I choose to savor her every little moan and sound, taking her deeply as we are caressed by the cold night wind.
— You just have to beg when you want to be fucked — I whisper against my fingers. your lips, feeling the saltiness of your tears. — Nothing that woman said matters, nothing, Karina, and if you think you're inferior, you'll be calling me stupid.
Like this? — She arches her eyebrows slightly, with her face few centimeters from mine. This way I can smell his breath.
— I chose you, Karina, in that hotel. — I caress his cheek with my hand.
my thumb, wiping away the tears. — So if you don't think you're good enough, you're saying I have bad taste, which isn't the case.
— You are the most arrogant man I have ever met in my entire life.
— he says, finding my phrase amusing.
“I'm not a man, little one,” I murmur, taking her firmly by the hands. hair and making him face the street, resting his arms on the railing. — I'm a male. — I slide my hands down her back, shaping her the way I want, and Karina automatically sticks her ass out for me, bumping into my erection that is always here when the female is next to me.
What are you doing? — he whispers, as I lift my shirt she wears and I discover her completely naked underneath. — Stop it, I'm still mad at you after the nonsense you told me about... me having to do everything you want.
Her creamy skin has some marks from what I've done to her, which makes me growl with so much pride. Karina's big, round ass has my bites and the scratches of my claws on it, like no other male's.
— You can be mad at me and we still fuck. — I raise mine hands up to her two heavy and soft breasts, which makes her tremble, but something really displeases me. — But let's not do that here. — Of course not, we are facing the street and someone could pass by!
— Let's not do that here, because I can't see you like this and this place is too small to try other positions. — So I bend down and pick Karina up by the waist as she is, then take her back into the room.
— K-klaus! — She exclaims loudly and I sit her on her bed.
I really like the idea of having sex outdoors with her, but a balcony so far off the ground might be too dangerous for a fragile human.
— I want access to your entire body, female.
I pull down my pants and Karina's eyes widen, even though she's already seen my dick several times. Her breathing becomes even faster, watching a thick drop of precum drip onto the floor. We Persians produce a lot of liquid, as if our bodies knew that we would have to be lubricated enough to get into small holes.
— Today I want you to ride me — I confess and choose to walk to a armchair in the corner of his room, where I sit with my erection exposed and watch him on the bed in his small old room. — Show me what you're capable of.
I could try to comfort you in the silly ways humans do, or I could do it my way, show you what your body is capable of and how much I appreciate it.
— My mother will hear everything, Klaus — she says, clearly uncertain.
—She takes sleeping pills, you told me on the way to here — I whisper and Karina moves uncomfortably on the mattress, focused on my erection. —What do you say? — I hug my penis with my right palm and start masturbating right in front of you, knowing that from this angle you can see my two jewels shining in the moonlight.
More precum leaks from my tip, as my body knows she is watching me, I smell her excitement perfuming the air around us more and more and I begin to salivate, almost drooling.
Then Karina slowly gets up from the bed and step after step, her heartbeat increases. When she is standing right in front of me, I help her to straddle my lap, with one leg on either side of me and her bottom on my thighs.
— Like this… — I murmur, but I don’t have much patience to wait and I lift it a little to start fitting my cock inside it. My head is the hardest to get into, but by rubbing the hole a little, I get what I want. — Just like that.
Her lips part in a silent scream, her hot, slippery insides hugging me tightly. We have the perfect fit, very tight, but perfect. Karina even has difficulty breathing after I'm inside her. It's quite a sight to have her rolling over me, I'm so big, it makes me purr and growl at the same time, with pride and pleasure.
“So beautiful,” I whisper, brushing her wavy hair out of her face, stuck to your skin due to sweat, to caress it. She trembles in response and her lips are parted for small whimpers to escape. — You are the most beautiful female in the world, Karina. So sensual...
I kiss her, pushing my tongue into her mouth, the same way I'm stuck in her pussy, and I leave her standing on top of me for a while, feeling her weight and her heat.
It makes something deep inside me relax, even though everything else is in pure frenzy. It's like finally having found something capable of filling the longing that has always accompanied me.
— Take off your shirt and show me your body, mon polar. — I walk with the my claws around her neck, giving her goosebumps, and she obeys me.
Pull the piece over your head and leave your belly and breasts exposed. I explore her body for a while, kiss everything I can and absorb her softness, caressing her clitoris and giving her an orgasm before I even move.
— Now twerk for me — I say in his ear, squeeze his ass and I dig my claws into her skin, which makes her startle. — Roll for me, like my female, and feel my cum drip between her legs.
Karina bites her lower lip in shame, but I encourage her, forcing her body to move.
— You can do it, darling. Twerk for me, make that pussy hot go down and up my dick the way we both like it. — I make a ponytail with your hair, that way I can better capture your expressions.
- Like this? — She asks, her eyes heavy with desire while hers Her hips begin to sway towards me, in a sensual dance that pushes her ass against my legs. — Like that, Klaus?
She's still trying hard to please me, not realizing she doesn't need it. Karina is naturally attractive to me, she's the closest I've ever had to being obsessed with someone, even without heat.
— Yes, female, you are perfect — I respond, seeing how my little girl human is beautiful, so precious and lustful. — Tell me I'm your male — I growl, my eyes lighting up her body.
— You are my male — he stutters, as the piercings begin to cool and the sensations reach both of us. Even though they are very hot, iced jewelry elevates sensations, which is why they are a tradition among my people. — He's my perfect male. — Then she takes my hand and brings it to her lips, licking my fingers and then giving small bites that make me breathe faster. — You're mine — she says more seriously and I like hearing the possessiveness welling up in her.
— Faster — I order and her breasts bounce hard, because
Karina obeys me and gives thrusts with her hips that take me even deeper and make me grunt. - Cum! — I swear loudly and grab one of her thighs.
My female screams and I stimulate her clitoris, giving her another orgasm that makes her squeeze me. I lift up a little from the chair with her body on top of mine and push my hips back and forth with force inside her, feeling her inner walls milking me and forcing me to cum too.
I sit back down in the armchair and she leans completely on me, letting me hold her, submitting to me and whimpering softly, a sound so pleasant to hear and one that I would like to keep for the rest of my life. It's the most delicious thing, so exciting that it gives me goosebumps.
— Mon polar. — The words in the language of my ancestors come out of the my mouth over and over again, whispering in your ear. — Mon polar einyn fohan. — My eyes burn because they shine so much.
I cum, burying myself deep inside Karina, and with each spurt she surrenders more, until I sleep so tired.