Home for Horny Monsters Ch. 051

"You must have been very angry."

"Indeed. Some would say that I were angry that me own sister had been defiled by a mortal, but...I felt her heart break through our bond, and the moment her cage were locked, I..." He looked away from her, then cleared his throat. "Sorry, lass. I be forgettin' what I were saying."

She placed a hand on his cheek. His skin was smooth and cold, just like marble. His eyes widened a little in surprise, and she slid her hand upwards and ran it through his long hair. It was surprisingly soft to the touch.

"You don't suppose you came here because you were lonely too, do you? Maybe you were hoping to find just a little of what your sister did? A place to call home, and maybe even a family?"

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Instead, he just gazed into her eyes for several moments, then turned his attention to her hand. He put his hand over hers and closed his eyes, then pressed against her.

"Ye feel warm," he told her, his voice barely above a whisper. "Dullahan don't get cold, but we never feel warm either. Not unless we be touchin' someone."

"When was the last time you felt warm, Suly?"

He laughed, but his eyes stayed closed. "I canna remember."

Her heart pounded loudly in her chest as she lifted her legs and put them on his hips. Using her free hand to brace herself on the sundial, she pulled him closer. When his thighs met the dial, she scooted forward the last couple of inches until her face was inches from his own.

"Even humans get lonely. But we have many ways to cope," she told him, then placed her hands around his waist. His musculature was easy to feel beneath the leather of his outfit. He had the body of a warrior, but she felt like he had the mind of something more. Maybe a poet, or a dreamer. These were things for her to ponder later, as she felt that longing void open up inside of her. This was new, and exciting, and she didn't have a clue what was going to happen next.

But she knew exactly what she wanted.

He grunted in surprise when her lips touched his. Like the rest of him, they were cold and unyielding. It was just a light peck at first, an exploration of intimacy, and when she looked into his eyes afterward, the dullahan was speechless.

"Lass, I..." He touched his lips with a gloved hand. "I dinna know what to say."

She kissed him again, this time parting her lips to run her tongue briskly over his. He made another sound of surprise, his mouth opening, and she ran her tongue along his upper lip. He tasted like black licorice, and when she inhaled, the cold rush of air was enough to briefly paralyze her lungs, a sensation reminiscent of a cold, winter's morning.

When she shivered, Sulyvahn backed away.

"I'm sorry, lass, it be not somethin' I control, and—"

She kissed him again, and ran one hand up his back and then through his hair. Heat was being sucked from her body, but she didn't mind in the slightest. The rush of having such a being between her arms was more than enough heat to keep her warm.

While tense at first, he melted into her. His hesitant hands touched her waist, then moved along her back until one hand rested just above her buttocks and the other was in the middle of her back.

When she broke the kiss this time, she exhaled a small cloud of fog and grinned at him. "Feeling warm?"

"Aye," he whispered. "But I could be warmer."

This time, he pressed into her. She ran a hand along the smooth, supple leather that he wore, impressed at how much of Sulyvahn's musculature that she could feel beneath it. There were several silver buckles that held the outfit together, and she fumbled with one, trying to undo it.

He broke the kiss. "Ye be movin' fast, lass."

"Some of us don't live for centuries," she told him, then pulled the buckle apart to reveal skin like marble underneath. Her hand just barely fit between him and the leather, and she undid another buckle and lifted the leather away to reveal his neck and shoulder.

"Ye only get one more," he warned her.

"One more what?"

"Buckle." He fingered one that she hadn't undone yet. "The leather is a part of me, but it needs adjusting sometimes. 'Specially if it gets wet."

"Oh, so what happens after three?"

He grinned, but didn't answer. This time, he explored her neck with his lips, and she undid a third buckle, allowing her to push his leather jacket down and reveal the white skin of both shoulders. The thin line along his neck where his head came off occasionally sputtered out dark smoke depending on how he bent his neck. Stunned, she pressed on the seam, her eyes wide when the smoke curled around her finger like a snake before disappearing.

"Ye like that?" he asked.

"Very much," she replied. "How do you keep it from falling off?"

"Willpower." He smirked, then tilted his head to one side. The skin separated, and another blast of dark smoke filled the air and then dissipated when he put his head back. "Can't be having it falling off when I'm on horseback."

"Where is your horse?" she asked.

"Trade secret, lass." He winked at her. "Gots to have something to talk about next time, now don't we?"

She stuck her tongue out at him.

"I'm done talking for now," he said, then ran his cold hands up her legs, lifting her skirt in the process. "Ye see, while familiar I am with what's about to transpire, none of it be first hand. So I wouldn't mind being a very good listener to ye, if ye catch me drift."

A wide grin broke over her face. "I love a man who knows how to pay attention. For now, why don't you just follow along as best you can, and I'll correct you if I need to."

He nodded, his strong hands moving along her upper thighs now. Occasionally his fingertips would brush against the edge of her panties, each touch sending a rush of butterflies through her gut. When they kissed again, he leaned forward, causing his fingertips to slide up beneath the elastic band along her inner thigh, and a rush of heat to her pelvis triggered a flood of lubrication.

With trembling hands, she unbuckled one of the straps near his crotch. As she pulled the strap free, the first buckle she had undone strapped itself back into place, cinching down. There was another buckle nearby that, once unstrapped, allowed her to pull down the front of his pants.

His crotch was hairless, and when she tugged his pants a bit further, his cock appeared. It was currently at half-mast, and when she gave it an exploratory tug, Sulyvahn let out a groan of delight.

"That be a new feeling, lass," he whispered.

"Then you're gonna love what happens next," she told him, and slid her other hand down his pants to play with his scrotum. However, she was surprised to discover that the dullahan had no testicles at all, just a bare patch of smooth skin.

"Right. Dinna need those to hunt ghosts," he explained.

"You don't technically need this either," she said, then stroked his cock.

"I do, actually. The queen made us to look like men and women, and those were kind of important. Last I checked, me sister dinna need a vagina to escort spirits, and I be fairly certain that's half the reason she's in her current mess."

Beth chuckled. "Okay, that's fair." She continued to stroke him and was surprised at how stiff his cock became in her hand. It grew harder by the second, and she could feel it leeching the heat from her palms as she stroked it even harder. Hard ridges pressed against her fingers, and she let go of his cock to see what had happened.

As his erection grew, hard lumps had formed along the sides of his cock. A sly smile spread over her face at the odd shape to it, and she was suddenly aware of how hard her heart was pounding. Her throbbing pulse was centered in the middle of her snatch, and she lifted her legs up and did a little hop on her butt to get her panties off. The cold stone of the dial startled her, and she fell forward into the dullahan, causing him to lose his balance.

They fell to the ground, and Beth pushed him on his back, her hand stroking his bony cock. The weird ridges along the top and bottom reminded her of a human spine, and Sulyvahn was making little moans of contentment.

"I've heard it called a boner before, but this is taking it too far," she told him, then rolled her thumb over the hard tip of his cock.

"Oh, I can actually explain that," he said. "Ye see, the queen, she be having a sense of humor about these things. I also think it were meant to scare the women folk, but apparently ye be made of sturdier stuff."

You have no idea, Suly. She stroked him a few more times and then positioned herself over his cock. When that first inch of him slid inside of her, a chill ran up her spine and she let out a yelp of surprise.

"Then again, maybe ye be not as sturdy as I—" Sulyvahn's eyes went wide as Beth scowled at him and sank the rest of the way down. Each bony ridge parted her folds only to vanish inside her, and though they were bathed in sunlight, she now felt like she was in a walk-in freezer.

She held still for a moment, allowing her vagina to adapt. It was a different sensation than the dildos she had, and certainly very different from sex with Asterion. The minotaur's penis was huge and warm, but also spongy enough to fit inside her. Sulyvahn's cock was hard and unyielding, much more like a glass dildo.

Sulyvahn remained quiet other than a few grunts, and Beth was finally able to move. It was slow at first, but she was soon rolling her hips to feel the head of his cock press against her g-spot. The unyielding nature of his shaft meant it hit exactly what she wanted it to, so she focused on small movements, letting the ridges do their work along her vaginal walls.

She tensed up as an icy chill ran up her back, and small convulsions ran along her thighs. It wasn't quite an orgasm, but it had felt similar to the start of one.

"Ye be okay, lass?"

"Shh." She placed her hand over his mouth and grunted, pushing her hips back which caused his cock to push against her g-spot once more. The same thing happened again, and she cried out when her legs trembled afterward.

She couldn't be sure what was happening, but there was now a pulsing sensation of cold spreading through her entire pelvis. Her pussy was now soaking wet, allowing the ridges of his cock to slide out of her effortlessly.

"Son of a...fuck!" Another set of tremors shook her again, and she leaned forward, gasping for air. Her own orgasm was building, but she was having trouble making it through the weird tremors.

She fucked him like this for several minutes, crying out in frustration. Somehow, she was essentially edging herself, and it was clear that Sulyvahn had no ideas how to further contribute. He had grabbed her hips and was holding her close, but he did little more than let out little gasps and moans of his own.

Trying a different position, she sat up straight, her hands on his belly for balance. Moving her hips from side to side eased the pressure a bit, but the weird blasts of cold were definitely coming from Sulyvahn. His cock was an icy rod inside of her, but the chill didn't hurt at all.

She rode him this way for a few minutes, her attention focused on his mouth as he gasped in pleasure. Every time he opened his mouth, she could see that long tongue of his, and how wide his lips were.

Beth cackled, and Sulyvahn lifted his head to look at her.

"What are ye—" his mouth opened in shock as Beth leaned forward and pulled his head right off. Inky smoke poured from his neck, creating the appearance of a black fog on the ground. He cocked one eyebrow in curiosity at her. "This weren't what I be expecting."

"Stop talking and start licking." She leaned back, causing her clit to pop out of her swollen labia, and then shoved Sulyvahn's head in place. He took orders well, and ran his tongue all around her swollen sex.

His body, however, continued thrusting into her. The sensation of being eaten out while she was fucked was new, and despite Sulyvahn's inexperience, the sensation was enough to overload her senses.

"Oh, mmm, oh fu...oh fu...fuck!" This time, when the tremors came, her whole body tensed up and Sulyvahn eagerly lapped at her clit. His wide mouth allowed him to inhale her and form a seal, his tongue rolling all over her. Her left eye started to spasm, and she bounced up and down on his cock as fast as she could, planting one arm on the ground behind her to steady her movements.

She screamed when she came, letting out a low pitched shriek. To her side, the leaves rustled and one of the centaurs appeared, a look of concern on his face that quickly turned to embarrassment.

"Pardon me," he muttered, then ran off. The heat of embarrassment from being caught mingled with the chill that ran through her lower body, and she fell backward, her eyes now on the sky.

Movement on the roof caught her attention, and she saw Abella duck out of sight. She should have known better than to start something with Sulyvahn in the front yard of all places, but it was too late now.

"We be having a bit of an audience, don't we now?" Sulyvahn asked from between her legs.

"Looks like it." She really hoped Mike hadn't come back yet from the centaurs. It was a stupid thought, but for some reason, she didn't want him to catch her in such a position.

"Well, if everybody else gets to see me fuck you, then I should get to see it, too."

"You...you're watching it right now."

"Stand up," he told her, his voice suddenly hard. She shrugged and obeyed, though struggled with how numb her legs felt. Wobbling a bit, she made it to her feet, her hands wrapped around Sulyvahn's head.

"Put me on the sundial, facing you," he told her, so she turned to obey. Just as his head was settled on the cold stone, rough hands grabbed her from behind. She looked over her shoulder to see that Sulyvahn's body had grabbed onto her ass.

She screamed in pleasure when he penetrated her, and grabbed onto the sundial for balance. Sulyvahn's body fucked her from behind while his head leered at her from its position on the dial.

"That's a good lass," he told her, then licked his lips. "Yer cunt be feeling so tight after ye came."

She moaned, then stared into his dark eyes. His face was twitching now as waves of pleasure rolled over him.

"Can you...feel me like...that?" she gasped between thrusts.

"I'm about to...do more than..." His eyes went wide, and then he closed them tightly and let out a howl that raised the hair on the back of her neck. Behind her, his entire body went rigid, and a cold surge washed through her hips. Suddenly cold and literally chilled to her core, her teeth chattered as she braced herself against the dial.

His body thrust into her two more times, and then relaxed. She groaned when he pulled out of her, each ridge stretching her out, and when he was finally outside of her, inky black smoke leaked out of her body, vanishing before it could hit the ground.

"Is that your cum?" she asked him, then ran a finger along her snatch. When she brought it back, an inky fluid on her finger turned to smoke before her eyes.

He sighed and then cocked an eyebrow at her. "Reckon it be, lass. Never seen it afore, but might as well be the same stuff the rest o' me be made of."

When his body came to retrieve his head, it stumbled just a bit before grabbing a handful of his hair. He shoved his head back into place and the world's biggest grin crossed his face.

"My legs feel all funny," he told her, then picked up her panties and handed them over. "Like I've been riding all day."

"How do you feel on the inside, though?" she asked.

He looked at her, and then up at the house. The smile on his face made him look warm in spite of his stark appearance.

"Dinna know it be a feeling I can put into words. But maybe not so lonely. Definitely not as lonely."

"I'm glad." She slipped her panties back on and then ran her hands over the buckles of his leather outfit before pulling him close for one more kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, and found herself smiling.

She had been right. A walk with Sulyvahn had made her feel much better and been the perfect distraction from her thoughts. She hooked her arm through his and pulled him away from the sundial and into the maze.

"If you have some more time, I was wondering if I could talk to you a bit about what happened. Over there," she said. "I'm...struggling with what the queen did to me."

Sulyvahn smiled. "I know that feeling. For you, lass, I be making the time."

Kisa couldn't believe her eyes, but had also been unable to look away. Had she really just watched Beth have sex with a headless horseman on the front lawn? It had been an odd sight, seeing the headless horseman drill her from behind, but Kisa had been unable to take her eyes away from it.

"I have so many questions," Death loudly announced, then looked at Kisa, his bony face frantic. "Do you suppose you could help answer them?"

"Ew, no!" She moved away from the Grim Reaper, but got caught up in the curtains of the window.

"Oh, please! Beth cannot see me, so I cannot ask her directly. "

Death was practically hopping from foot to foot in excitement. "Maybe you could ask her for me? Just one? I want to know if what they were doing just now was considered making love or boning. I've heard both terms mentioned on the gargoyle's tablet, and I cannot be certain which is appropriate in this case."

"That's not...I...no, you can't ask people about their sex lives!" She hopped down off the window seat and crossed her arms. Her tail swished back and forth, and she tried to make it hold still, but that part of her didn't listen. "That's very rude."

"It is?" Death wrapped his fingers around his chin. "If it's rude to ask, then why do they insist on doing it in front of me? I have seen many pairings since coming here."

"You're watching people have sex?" She hopped onto a nearby table so that she was eye level with Death. "You're not supposed to do that."

Death shrugged. "I wish to know more about how and why humans copulate. Ever since I saw Mike Radley do it with the demon up close, I feel it is worth understanding properly."

"Mike fucked a demon?"

Death nodded. "It was a fascinating encounter, way better than sitting around and looking at maps."

She couldn't believe it. The Grim Reaper was a peeping tom. "That's so wrong. If you see people having sex, you're supposed to give them privacy."

"If that is true, then why did you keep watching?"

"Uh..." Kisa had no answer, and she scowled. Being honest with herself, she had been unable to contain her curiosity. At first, that had been enough. But as the act continued, she had felt something more, a longing deep inside. Her own desires were being stirred, and by the time Beth had climaxed, she had felt a certain level of jealousy for the woman.

She would rather die in a fire than tell this to Death, so she lied. "I wanted to be sure that it was a consensual encounter. That's all."

"Hmm, I see. So it's okay to watch as long as you are uncertain about consent. And we cannot be certain until we ask them afterward."

"No, that's not—"

"I will go ask the dullahan if he granted consent, and you can ask Beth. If they both consented, then we shouldn't have watched."

"That's not how this—"

"I should probably offer him some tea. I imagine he is very dehydrated. Do you think he is hungry? It looked like he was eating her vagina, but I can't be sure how much nutrition...I say!It is considered very rude to laugh at someone when they are speaking to you."

Kisa had exploded in laughter. The whole argument with Death had been absurd, and she had finally lost control at the mention of Beth being eaten out. She laughed even harder when he scowled at her and swept his robes in tight, then crossed the room toward the door.