It was always the same.
Once-ler would grunt and huff as he tugged and yanked at his Lusus, soft whines humming up his throat like a small song strung with ‘please’ and ‘not yet’. He wouldn’t let up until Armdad bled a mighty sigh of defeat and allowed the young troll to guide large velvet-encased hands with his own smaller ones. He drug them against his horns, between his legs, over his clothes – which Armdad took care to begin unbuttoning one by one, piece by piece, before Once-ler grew impatient and hastily ripped them apart.
With that kind of attitude being thrown at him, his Lusus got the point, a deep growl thundering from the shadows as one hand smoothed over Once-ler’s side, the other sliding its middle finger along the damp slit of his nook. Armdad let out a low exhale when Once-ler gasped, his hand gripping the one on his chest as the tip of a bright green bulge slipped out. “You’re incorrigible, wriggler.”
Sharp teeth gnawed at a lower lip as the troll arched into his Lusus’ hands, uncaring that one wrong squeeze, one careless move could easily crush his bones. His hornbeds were buzzing along with the constant roll of a purr in his chest, bulge curling and squeezing around Armdad’s thumb as genetic material dripped between Once-ler’s quivering thighs. “♪♫ Ah, ahhn! ♪♫” He let his mouth drop open so a delighted melody of moans and purrs and sighs spilled past his lips. They quirked at the corner in a bare half-smile, knowing and teasing as his gloved fingers dug into the meat of his leg. “♪♫ Then why don’t you,” he splintered off in a groan when a fingertip dipped inside his nook, smile slipping as his bulge tightened with a wet squelch and his brow furrowed in pleasure, “stop ♪♫”
Not a question.
With a snort, Armdad moved the finger lodged inside the troll in small circles, causing him to jerk forward with a violent, trembling gasp. His Lusus stroked his thumb down the bumps of Once-ler’s spine, pushing gently into his lower back to get him to arch forward again. A fresh spill of bright green splashed onto his palm before Armdad raised that same hand, tugging his thumb free from Once-ler’s bulge, and slipped a material-coated finger between his parted lips. “Hush.”
Again, drabble written by ms. amazing over here
some more trollax because dang, emi
fuckin armdad handporn