[ A breathy whimper rips out of him, pulled by the intensity of Baptiste clenching around him and the rake of nails on his skin. He's not aware how equally sweat-streaked and red his own body is, hair plastered to his neck and forehead, skin slippery and hot. All he can think of is pleasing his mate, of filling him, of breeding.
And what better mate? He is lithe and clever and beautiful, a balance to all the things Basch is and is not. Basch cries out in triumph as the other shudders and stiffens, clamping around his cock and his waist.
He buries his face against Baptiste's neck, biting hard and rutting all the faster. The need to support them both even while he goes weak at the knees, vision blinding and dizzy as heat tears through him only makes the experience better, his seed pulsing into the either. Sated, his, bred.
But he isn't done. Won't be for hours. They slump together for a few minutes, and then Basch is kissing him again, demanding him again. It's absurd that both their cocks are already hardening, that the need is just as loud as the first time.
They trade off, and in the end, exhausted and marked and drenched in each others' seed, they retreat to the soft, safe sand in an alcove in the cave, passed out in each others' arms. ]
I'm gonna ftb here since I've been so slow -- but cards acquired!
And what better mate? He is lithe and clever and beautiful, a balance to all the things Basch is and is not. Basch cries out in triumph as the other shudders and stiffens, clamping around his cock and his waist.
He buries his face against Baptiste's neck, biting hard and rutting all the faster. The need to support them both even while he goes weak at the knees, vision blinding and dizzy as heat tears through him only makes the experience better, his seed pulsing into the either. Sated, his, bred.
But he isn't done. Won't be for hours. They slump together for a few minutes, and then Basch is kissing him again, demanding him again. It's absurd that both their cocks are already hardening, that the need is just as loud as the first time.
They trade off, and in the end, exhausted and marked and drenched in each others' seed, they retreat to the soft, safe sand in an alcove in the cave, passed out in each others' arms. ]