Spent the morning thinking about incest au and Jon’s first heat… Elias helping his son through it, letting him hump his thigh, scent him, but he won’t fuck Jon no matter how much he begs, no matter how obviously hard he is. Can’t risk getting his son pregnant, after all. Both of them falling asleep after.

Jon wakes before Elias, soaking and needy, cunt begging to be filled. And he knows he shouldn’t, his father wouldn’t like it, but Elias is so so close and smells so good and Jon needs his father inside of him (where he belongs). Pulling Elias’ cock from his trousers and teasing it to hardness. Shifting to sit in his father’s lap, taking his cock inside. Kissing and licking at his father’s neck. Pleading and begging, desperate and breathless as he helplessly fucks himself on his das’s cock. Can’t go slow, can’t be quiet, can’t be subtle, it’s a miracle he hasn’t woken Elias already. Letting out slutty little moans, reaching a hand down to play with Elias’ balls. Needing him to cum inside so so badly, it’s the only thing in the world that matters, pleading for his knot, his litter. A distant part of him screaming that this is wrong, hating this, but he’s so lost in his heat, his pleasure…