Magic has Benefits Ch. 03

Riley was interrupted by a shock of pain erupting from his neck as the two large half-orc tusks punctured his skin. The electricity that was already dancing across his nervous system suddenly intensified and he went rigid in Oskar's hands with a tiny squeal of pain.

"Do you ever..." Oskar pulled away, the tips of his tusks now tipped in a little bit of red and his eyes burning with an aroused and aggressive light, "Shut tha fuck up?"

The sight of his blood on Oskar's tusks and the expression the accompanied it sent a thrill down Riley's spine. He couldn't help by smirk as he felt two tiny rivulets of blood dripping down his throat, "No. No I don't. But you're welcome to try and shut me up yourself."

A slap crossed his face, faster than he could track. The pain was stinging and it made Riley gasp. Moisture sprang to his eyes as he blinked, his cheek turning a pink color. Despite the arousal of the circumstance and how much the assault was turning him on, he couldn't help but notice that Oskar should have been able to knock him out with even a slap. Despite the spell, Oskar was holding back.

How was he doing that?

By the time Riley blinked the tears out of his eyes, Oskar was walking back from his bag, a spool of rope in his arms. Before Riley could fully process this information, he expertly tied a knot around both of Riley's wrists and tossed the other end of the rope up. It flew up and around a tree branch Riley hadn't even noticed was above them, and before Riley really knew what was happening, his arms shot up in front of him and his body was hoisted into the air slightly. He gasped as he reached down with his feet, his toes barely grazing the dirt and grass beneath him.

Riley had a slight moment of concern. His hands were now tied, and they were an important component in his spellcasting. He brushed it aside though. The only spell he needed to worry about right now was the one he'd cast on Oskar, which he could stop with a word.

Speaking of Oskar, despite the little bit of added height from the ropes, Oskar was still looking down into Riley's eyes. His expression was still angry, but with a smidgen of smugness.

However, Riley spoke first, "You know, I'd never thought to envy those that were taken to castle dungeons, but this is making me realize what I've been missing all these years. I should have asked previous lovers to hoist me up a tree."

"Yah like this, do yah?" Oskar sneered a bit. However, some of his usual cadence was returning. He could feel the spell working, but he was learning to channel the anger. Clearly, Riley was enjoying this, and it wasn't something he could give him on a regular basis. He would just have to make sure he wouldn't go too far.

Staring at that smug face made it difficult though.

Oskar placed his large hand on Riley's chest and pushed, causing him to swing in place a bit. Riley couldn't help but laugh a tiny bit at the sensation of swinging from this position.

"Having fun, handsome?" Riley chirped, briefly forgetting that he was supposed to be making Oskar angry and was just enjoying the circumstance he'd found himself in.

"It's a start," Oskar growled. He stopped the swinging with his powerful arms, holding the smaller man in place. He began to trace his rough hands up and down his body, feeling every curve and pressing a lot harder than he would have before. It took a strong force of will not to crush him at this moment, but Oskar was determined above all else not to seriously hurt Riley, despite the spell that was placed on him.

"This is just the start, huh? What's the next..." Riley began to say.

Oskar swiftly brought his hands up to the collar of Riley's shirt and ripped down, yanking it roughly from his body. Riley's eyes went wide as his body was pulled slightly from the effort, causing him to swing again. The cold night air hit him directly now, causing goosebumps to spread across the pearly white skin as his nipples hardened.

He resisted the urge to gasp at the cold, instead bracing himself and saying, "You know, that was my favorite shirt..."

"Are you really trying to pretend you can't fix it with a snap of your fingers?" Oskar rolled his eyes as his large, callused hands began to explore the surface of Riley's silky torso, which was stretched out enticingly from his currently hoisted position.

Riley shuddered slightly in arousal, "Yeah, maybe. But still, I'm allowed to bitch about it."

"You really think so?" Oskar asked in a dangerously low voice, looking down at the silky remains of the shirt as he began to tighten the fabric between his fists and walking around the wizard's tied up form.

"Well clearly I'm the one doing most of the thinking," Riley continued to goad the warrior, despite the growing arousal and bite of the cold wind, "You are just a big..."

Suddenly, the silk remains of the shirt were slipped between Riley's open lips. His eyes went wide as the dexterous hands tied a tight knot behind his head, gagging him.

Uh oh.

"You know, I may be a big dumb orc," Oskar's teeth grazed Riley's ear as he leaned down to growl these words, "But I think I finally got this bitch of a witch to shut up."

When the people in town had called him a witch, it had severely bothered Riley. But hearing it come from Oskar in what was clearly a derogatory way?

Riley couldn't remember the last time he was this aroused. Probably never.

He whimpered through the gag as Oskar pulled Riley's hair free from the gag, as it had bunched up with the knot. He wasn't gentle either, pulling on the beautiful rose gold strands and bunching it within his fingers. He yanked, causing a small pain to shoot through Riley as he was once again sent swaying by the rope that held him to the tree above.

Oskar let the hair fall gracefully over Riley's shoulders. It cascaded down his naked torso in a way that was almost artistic. Oskar, despite giving into the spell, took a moment to look over the masterpiece that was Riley's body. Riley felt his gaze upon him and wiggled a bit. He could already feel his arms getting sore from how they were hoisted, but the fire of his ever increasing arousal made it hard to think about that.

He muttered something through the gag, obviously trying to continue making bratty comments. Oskar chuckled as he circled the bound wizard.

"Even now you can't resist trying to smart off," He rolled his eyes and knelt down in front of Riley, where his skirt was hanging loosely around his ankles, swaying slightly around his legs.

"Hmmphm," Riley managed through the gag.

Oskar shook his head, "Incredible."

He grabbed the hem of the skirt and lifted it slowly. First past Riley's knees, then past his waist, then up and over his torso. He tied the skirt around where Riley's hands were tied, leaving him naked except for the silk panties he usually wore.

"For such a smart man," Oskar goaded, "You don't seem to understand that you're wearing lady's clothing. You traipse around in a skirt and thong and get mad when people think you're a woman."

Riley tried to say something again, but Oskar had stood up in front of him, his massive size between Riley's hanging form and the fire, drowning him in darkness. Oskar slid his rough hand down the length of his torso and waist. Then, suddenly, his hand snaked towards Riley's contained package and grasped it roughly through the silk fabric. Riley screamed as much as he could through the gag as Oskar's hand crushed his small dick and balls together against his pelvis. What started as a scream of pain quickly faded into the muffled sounds of intense arousal.

"If it weren't for these little twig and berries," Oskar chuckled, "I'd have thought you were a woman too."

Riley couldn't even think of coherent sentences now, let alone say them if he'd wanted to. This was far beyond his normal arousal with sex. Being entirely at another man's mercy like this was something he'd never experienced. He'd never tried it before, but then again he'd never trusted anyone else to have such complete control over him. But he trusted Oskar.

The thought almost made him feel guilty again, like the first night Oskar had stayed with him. But he was quickly brought back to the moment as Oskar continued to press his hand against Riley's stiffening parts.

"Oh well. You don't have to be a woman for me to fuck you like one," Oskar claimed, taking the panties in his hand and yanking, ripping them from Riley's body as well.

Riley cooed through the gag a bit as cold air assaulted his now entirely nude body. Despite the arousal, it was difficult to stay hard in the cold. His normally much smaller appendage looked even smaller as it shrunk a bit in the cold. He wiggled again in his bonds as Oskar walked around him, taking in his handiwork. Oskar disappeared from Riley's sight as he went behind him. Riley tried to twist to see where he'd gone, but his arms were already weak from hanging there, making it hard to do anything with them.

Suddenly, he felt a hard swat against his bare ass cheek, making a resounding "SMACK" that echoed out into the woods. Riley tried to howl through the gag but Oskar had done an expert job of it, so a muffle "HMMPH!" was all the came out.

"This ass is something else..." Oskar murmured in reverence. He had felt the spell already fading. He knew he could stop right now, and if Riley showed any signs of discomfort he was going to. However, he was going to enjoy this kind of interaction as long as he could. He knelt down again and took the perfect peach shape of Riley's ass in his hands, jiggling the soft white orbs of flesh pleasantly in front of him.

"Hmmph hmm..." Riley tried to say something again, which resulted in another stinging slap to go across the other cheek. He yelped again as Oskar chuckled.

"Just so you know, I'm going to slap you each time you try to say something," He claimed, observing as the cheek was already starting to glow a little pink.

"Hmmp! Hmm hmph!" Riley started saying excitedly.

Oskar rolled his eyes and stood up, wrapping one arm around Riley's waist and lifting. Riley's hips were lifted off the ground, as he was essentially bent over Oskar's powerful forearm. His ass was pushed into the air and his back arched pleasantly.

"You are a one of a kind slut," Oskar claimed, raising the other hand and bringing it down on the wizard's perfectly perky ass.

Riley began to gasp and scream out as much as he could with his shirt shoved in his mouth. Oskar's hand came down repeatedly, giving Riley's ass a harsh and thorough spanking. Each slap got more intense and more painful as the white of his butt began to turn red. He could feel tears starting to build up at the corners of his eyes, but that did nothing to limit the intense sexual desire that continued to build.

Oskar must have spanked him over a dozen times before he stopped, though Riley was far too lustful to start actually counting. Riley's ass now felt like it was on fire, which contrasted enticingly with the cold night air.

Riley was somewhat delirious, but he heard as Oskar made a slight spitting noise. Before he could question it, he felt the tip of Oskar's slick thumb slip between the stinging cheeks and press against his puckered hole. He began to knead the pad of his thumb against the entrance, teasing Riley.

The wizard groaned as he began to have his hole wink at Oskar, causing it to essentially kiss the orc's thumb. Oskar made an almost primal growling noise.

"Riley, where is that lube you made?" His tone was much more normal than it had been at the start of this whole ordeal. He was obviously deeply aroused, maybe as much as Riley was. But there was that hint of gentleness.

Riley didn't say anything for a moment, but he felt Oskar loosen the gag and let it fall around his slender neck. He gasped as he could now properly breathe. He flexed his jaw, working out some of the stiffness.

"I know you brought it, Ry," Oskar claimed with his usual calm smile, "I figured we'd have sex at some point on the road. Just didn't imagine it like this."

"Well," Riley's voice was a bit raspier than usual. He swallowed and tried again, "I for one am enjoying myself..."

"Hmm..." Oskar slowly let Riley down. He was still tied up, but Oskar let his body fall limply against the rope that suspended him from the tree.

"And I don't need it Darling," Riley claimed, "You can just..."

"Tying you up and spanking you is one thing," Oskar asserted. The dominant tone that he took surprised Riley but only in all the right ways, "But if you think I'm going to enter you with my size without properly lubing you up, we might as well stop right now."

As stopping was the last thing Riley wanted to do, he eagerly and gracefully lifted one of his legs and pointed at his bag with a toe that had similar black and gold nail polish as his fingers. It was sitting next to their tent, ten feet from the campfire.

"Just reach into my bag and think of the vial of lube. It should appear in your hand."

Oskar nodded and walked across the campground to the bag. He reached in and did as Riley said. He couldn't even say he was surprised to find the bag seemed empty until he followed the wizard's instructions. He produced the familiar bottle of lube from what had appeared to be an empty bag.

Magic was weird, but handy.

He turned around and made his way back to Riley, uncorking the bottle of lube and pouring some on his fingers. He made his way back into the position they had been in before, lifting Riley's pelvis off the ground in the exact same manner. Riley giggled as his ass was lifted in the air again.

"Have I told you before that I think you're very strong and also handsome?" Riley's tone was musical and excited.

"Once or twice," Oskar chuckled. He pressed two fingers against Riley's hole and slipped them in easily. Riley gasped and clutched the rope that held his hands tightly, his back arching and his body filling with electric pulses as he felt his asshole get stretched by Oskar's large fingers.

Oskar began to finger fuck Riley. First slowly and gently, then faster and harder. Riley felt every thrust of the warrior's hand widen him, his penis beginning to stiffen against Oskar's forearm as he did so. He moaned and gasped and squealed as Oskar added a finger, and began to plunge deep into his boy hole, readying it for the monster that was on its way.

As Oskar listened to the squealing of the feminine man and the squelching noise of the widening O of Riley's preferred sexual organ, he could feel his own cock viciously pressing against the fabric of his trousers. Watching the beautiful body shake in front of him, the hair falling down in front of the gorgeous face, the reddened booty cheeks jiggling with each thrust of his hand...

It was too much to bear.

Riley, who was entirely caught up in Oskar's... preparation of him... felt the fingers slip quickly out of him. His hole widened and then puckered in the cold night hair as he was once again dropped from the positioned Oskar had hoisted him. Before he could voice his irritation, he felt the rope above him go entirely slack, causing him to almost collapse.

The strong arms of the handsome half orc warrior caught him though. Riley was briefly caught up in how safe he felt in the embrace and almost said something about that. But once again, Oskar was already acting far before the wizard could even start thinking. He felt his body get directed quickly and aggressively to the ground near the campfire, where the two had set out blankets to cuddle on earlier. He was forced to the ground, his hands still tied up in the rope and his own skirt. His face was pressed against the warm blanket and his ass was once again pointing upwards, this time towards Oskar. The recently assault pink hole winked up at him, the little white sack that hung underneath as tight as it could possibly be given the erectness of his penis.

Which was immediately dwarfed by the anaconda Oskar pulled from his pants.

The long rod landed heavily against Riley's tailbone and between his perky cheeks. It slapped against his soft flesh in a way that made his entire body pulse in excitement. Almost by instinct, Riley arched his back even further and pushed his puckering hole against the bottom of Oskar's impressive shaft. He could feel the weight and heat of the warrior's massive balls pressing against his perineum and the top of his own tight sack. Despite the now close by fire keeping him warm, he began to shiver with sexual excitement.

Oskar didn't move for a moment, simply inspecting the perfect perkiness of Riley's perfectly curvy peach. He placed a hand on the side of the white flesh that he'd reddened with his previous spankings, wanting desperately to drive his cock between the cheeks. He took a deep breath and resisted the immediate urge though, instead simply putting the engorged tip of his hard cock against the tight pink hole teasingly.

"Beg for it," He growled in his deep tone.

"W-what...?" Riley was so flustered and had been preparing himself to receive Oskar, he wasn't sure if he'd heard him right.

Oskar leaned forward, pressing his package against Riley's hole without penetrating him and pressing his pecs across the smaller man's back, almost burying him with his size and weight. The feeling almost overwhelmed Riley, who wiggled underneath him and tried to push back to swallow Oskar's member.

Oskar wasn't having it though and skillfully ensured that he didn't enter the wizard before he got what he wanted. He leaned close to Riley's face, nibbled at his ear with his sharp tusks, and growled in primal heat, "You need to beg for it. Beg me to fuck you like a copper whore. Stop pretending like you're rewarding me for giving you what you fuckin' crave."

Riley gasped at the words. Never in his life had he imagined begging for sex. Usually, it was men that were trying to court him that eventually begged for it from HIM. Not the other way around. He was used to being the one in control, the one that was giving the orders. Any other man trying to control him like this he would have told to fuck off and jump in a pit with a hydra.

But not this man. Not Oskar. The way he said it and the way he was taking command of Riley was so deeply arousing he didn't even think twice about it.

That, and Oskar could probably kill a hydra.

"Please!" He nearly squealed the word, pushing his ass back in desperation, "I want you to fuck me like you own me! I want it so badly!"

"Finally, some honesty," Oskar chuckled into his ear.

Before slipping the length of his massive cock into Riley in one smooth thrust.

The way Riley spasmed on the ground between the fire warmed blanket and the hot blooded muscles of Oskar Grawl was entirely unreal. His lithe and smooth body shook and thrashed uselessly against the unmoving objects as his nerves erupted with electricity. He thought he might have screamed into the night, but his vision went blurry and his other senses weren't being any more accurate. Those other senses were filled with Oskar. The scent of his sweating masculine body, the feel of it against and inside him, the sound of him grunting as he sheathed himself inside of Riley's tight walls.

And then the taste of his lips as he twisted Riley's head to the side to plant a kiss on him.

Oskar stayed where he was for a moment, his cock buried to the hilt inside of his smaller lover. They kissed, first lightly, then deeply. As they drank each other in, Oskar began to move his hips. Mimicking the kiss, he started slow and gently. He hips moved out and pushed back, eliciting excited and aroused moans from Riley through their connected lips. Then, he began to pick up the pace, pulling away from their kiss as he did so. Riley let out a gasp that was somewhere between cute and sensual as Oskar sat up straighter. He looked down at the slightly sweaty body of the beautiful wizard. The sweat caused him to gleam in the light of the nearby flickering fire. Oskar shuddered at the view and the sensation of Riley's insides, which seemed to be doing their best to milk him for every drop that he had. He grabbed his perfectly curved hips with his calloused hands.