A Ritual Foreplay

Your heart is racing with anticipation. Gawain sits up and shifts in the chair, letting you now catch a glimpse of his tented pants in the lamplight. He stands up, his dick fully at attention hoping to break free of its fabric prison. He reaches into his pants and gives himself a couple of strokes before approaching you on the bed.

He looks down at you as you catch a glimpse of his highlighted pecs through his shirt. He bends down and gives you a hesitant kiss, your member responding with a shiver. You respond with a passionate kiss that leads to making out. His hands explore your body before his curiosity takes over, ripping off your shirt before removing himself from your lips to take off his own. His body is toned with a strong t-shape and large pecs. He has a light dusting of hair over his pecs and stomach and his pants have slipped down slightly, revealing the top of his pubic hair. You’ve seen him shirtless a number of times, but the way his body is highlighted in the amber light makes him look like a statue.

“This view is nice, but I think I’d like to get a better look at what you’re offering to help me with.” You chuckle, slightly nervous of the bulge that is now in clear view.

“You mean the preview you have isn’t good enough?” he retorts back before reaching down and undoing his belt. He drops his pants, letting his cock spring free. It doesn’t disappoint! You would guess it’s around 8 inches and very girthy, definitely more girthy than the witches was. It’ll be hard to take since your ass is still sore from all of the **** it’s endured, and no additional magic to help you loosen up. Then you remember the relic.

“I might need to be warmed up, you’re thicker than the last one I took.” You say with a smirk.

Blushing, he feigns modesty as you gesture to the relic sitting on the nightstand. He inspects it before enquiring.

“Where did you get this?”

“It was a ‘gift’ from the witch in exchange for mine. She used it on me when she was milking me dry, she said it controlled the ‘potions’ I could produce.”

As you mention this, you see his cock twitch as he stares at the phallic stone. He looks back at you before giving a wide grin, teasing you by popping it in his mouth to suck it. The sight of the relic popping against his cheek turns you on and you feel beads of precum slide down your cock. He saunters over to you with the relic still in his mouth. You slips it out with a resounding pop before kneeling down, setting the relic on the bed before grabbing onto your belt buckle. You lean in for a kiss, slipping a hand down to stroke his rod. After some light making out, you pushes you onto the bed and he whips off your pants. He wraps his arms under you thighs, forcing your legs up as you present your ass to him. He begins by taking time to kiss around a your hole, the welcomed new sensation helps to relax you. He takes advantage of the surrender to stick his tongue into your hole before drawing it out again to lick the entrance. You grip the sheets, never feeling a sensation like it before. You look down, your vacant crotch giving you a clear view of his eyes eating up your reaction as he continues his toying. You moan and throw your head back as your ass gets eaten for what feels like an eternity. He stops and after a long pause you hear him mutter something under his breath. Curiously you look to see him squinting at the relic.

“What are you doing? Don’t stop now!” you say in an exasperated tone.

He keeps muttering and spinning the smooth stone before his gaze meets the bottom and he stops reading. A moment of silence passes before the relic flashes a bright light before returning the room to its former darkness. Your eyes adjust to see…