Sprechenzy Love

"Hmmm?" Killian acted confused as he pressed his fingers inside Luca, stroking his prostate slowly. "Ah don' know what yar talkin' about."

Luca moaned softly, gritting his teeth.
"Killian don't start teasing me now." He warned, his hand clenched into a fist.

"Teasin' ya? Ah'm jus tryin ta stretch ya." He poked his lovers prostate rather roughly, though then he receeded to his gentle caressing.

Luca snarled lightly at the feeling, rolling his hips lightly.
"What is that?" Luca asked lightly, feeling quite stupid for not knowing but he had no experience with sex whatsoever on bottom.

"That dearie is yar prostate.". He pronounced that with another hard jab. "An tha es what es goin' ta make ya cry when ah make love ta ya." Killian knew he was amazing in the bed room.

Luca's eyes rolled back in his skull at the pure pleasure of that touch. Maybe this would not be so bad if he could get past the pain.
"That feels fucking amazing." He noted. He wasn't ashamed to admit it, that was extremely pleasurable.

"Ah know et does love." Killian continued to work his lover for at least ten more minutes before withdrawing his fingers. "Et'll feel even betta when ah'm inside ya.". He slicked his member up with precum, spitting on his hand to further slicken himself.

"I'm not so sure about that part." Luca whined softly, though his own member twitched at watching Killian touch himself like that.

"Ah am.". Killian let the head of his member press against Luca's opening. He slid inside slowly, as not to recklessly tear the other. He wanted to let him adjust even though it killed him to be still.
"Yar gonna choke meh crocodile."

Luca grit his teeth, his hands clenched into fists so tight his knuckles were white as he felt the huge girth tearing him slowly. He refused to admit those wear tears pricking at his eyes. Son of a bitch that stung.

"Oh Crocodile.". Killian moved to hover over him, supporting his weight on his elbows as he thumbed away tears. "Don' ya worry Crocky, et'll be alrigh.". The man gave a comforting smile, his waterblue eyes assuring the other that it would be okay as his member stilled, only the head pressed inside.

"Fucking hurts like hell." Luca cursed under his breath, wondering just how anyone did this on a regular basis.

"Ah know love.". Killian peppered kisses to Luca's face, reaching down to pump the others member. Anything to take his mind off of the pain. "Ya know darling,". He rarely ever called anyone darling. It was a word he saved to only use in special situations. "Ya don" ave ta beh strong fer meh. Ah know yar strong, an ah also know thes hurts like ell'. Ah'm not judgin' ya."

"I'm not trying to be strong." Luca grunted softly, the searing pain running up his spine. "Goddamnit." He clenched his jaw tight.

"Ya are.". Killian gently let a callused hand rest against Luca's cheek, his thumb lovingly running over the skin. "Yar hurtin' love, ah know.". He had squalled for hours after his first time.

"I am and I'm not hiding it." Luca sighed, gently shifting his hips, hissing in pain. "Son of a bitch you're big."

Killian quirked a smile to his lover, amused by all his cursing. "Ah know, but tha will make it feel better once ya get used ta et." Killian eased in just an inch more.

"Why does anyone enjoy this?" Luca groaned as he felt Killian slipping deeper into him. The man was stuffing him, he felt like he was going to tear in half.

"Ya will get better.". He quickly thrusted the rest of the way in, knowing he had torn Luca more but now he was deep enough that the head of his member rested against Luca's prostate.

Luca gasped as Killian tore through him, the tears which were just subsiding returning quickly. Damnit. The man's member pressing against his prostate brought him a bit of pleasure but it still hurt like a bitch as he chewed his lower lip.

Killian let his arms wrap around Luca, pressing the other flush against his chest, resting his lips in the others hair.
"Shhh..." Killian cooed softly, trying to sooth his lover. "Ya are tha one, fer me, fer me, fer formidable.". He knew he was making an idiot out of himself but he hated seeing his crocodile hurt. He knew his lover came from Peru, and that was the closest he could come to a spanish lullaby.

Luca chuckled softly.
"Singing spanish songs really doesn't work when you have another accent." He smirked lightly, running a hand through Killian's hair.

"Least ah ave' an accent ta sing em in. Ah could sound normal." Killian snorted to his lover, thinking to himself. "Thes wont happen again." He did have his accent, it was Scottish because most of his childhood had been spent between Scotland and Ireland. He spoke the native language, but he did it rarely.
"Toirt na mo chuimhn’ iomadh nì a rinn mi, nach fhaigh mi’m bann gu ceann thall mo sgeòil." He sang softly into the others ear.

Luca felt himself relaxing as the man sang to him. Songs in his native language had always calmed him since his father had used to sing them to him when he was little. But he found he quite enjoyed the unique sound of Killian as he spoke in this other foreign language.
His walls slowly relaxed around Killian's girth, the pain ebbing away.

Killian felt his lover relaxing around him, his smiled to himself as his member throbbed rather painfully. Maybe his singing was not so bad after all.
"A’ falbh sa gheamhradh gu luaidh is bainnsean, gun solas lainntir ach ceann an fhoid..."