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“Okay… Since you’re there,” Nox said, moaning and rising on his toes when Nelson tugged the back of his briefs down and strummed his hole. “Want to bend me over the sink?”

“Not right now. I want you to keep talking to me.” The words feathered across Nox’s skin as Nelson kissed around his navel, creating goosebumps and needy whimpering moans. “You’re in the trap now,” Nelson said as he helped Nox out of his jeans and shoes, then stood. “Hang on for as long as you can and tell me what you see.”

They backed into the shower where Nelson murmured softly probing questions as he bathed Nox, massaging salty shower gel onto his skin and fingering him in the moonlight.

“I love you, I love you, I love you… Take me now.”

“Where? What do you see?” Nelson growled in his ear, holding him tight and keeping him anchored when Nox longed to fly with him.

“So much color!”

The bathroom’s white subway tiles and snowy marble had been replaced with vivid, swirling purples and teals and deep, dark blues. Even the steam entranced Nox as it curled around them like giant petals and he was dazzled by the drops of water that glittered like diamonds on the glass and around their feet.

He felt like he was made of petals as he was rinsed and dried and carried to their bed.

“What do you feel?” Nelson rolled them so Nox was on top and sitting astride him. His strong, brave hands gliding over Nox’s chest, tracing tattoos and teasing his nipples, causing hot pulses of hunger.

“Please! I’m so ready,” Nox panted, dazed and restless as his lips clung to Nelson’s. “I need you inside of me! Breed me!” he begged as he buried his face in an armpit, rolling his hips and grinding his cock against Nelson’s. “So hard!” They were both hard and Nox needed to feel Nelson deep, deep, deep in his ass. And he wanted to be bathed in Nelson’s cum, his sweat, his piss, his saliva… He wanted Nelson to break him in half and Nox wanted to reek of him. “Take me, Nelson. All of me. And then take me to Him.”

“Not so fast,” Nelson said and shushed Nox when he started to pout. “Get up here and ride my face first. Let me taste you and let’s see how far you can get like that.” His hands closed around Nox’s hips and he laughed as he was lifted and heaved toward the pillows.

“You do know magick!” Nox slurred, tangling his fingers in Nelson’s hair and holding onto the headboard. He spread his knees, purring as he rubbed his sac all over Nelson’s lips and chin and enjoying the faint sting from his stubble. “Open, please,” he crooned as he rubbed the head of his cock against Nelson’s lips and moaned in delight when they parted for him. “Such a good boy. The best boy,” he babbled deliriously. He sighed, enraptured as Nelson’s lips wrapped tight around his shaft and sucked.

“Mmmm…” His hands spread around Nox’s ass possessively and Nelson’s low, hungry rumble rippled through him, creating a wild yearning of its own.

Gods, the compulsion to satisfy Nelson and be saturated in his cum and to join in his release was just as potent as the opium and herbs Nox had consumed. It sang in his veins, a siren spell luring him closer to the light.

“Now, Uaithne. Take me now,” he said, begging breathlessly.

He attempted to wiggle off and slide lower so he could properly mount Nelson, but the hands around Nox’s ass gripped tight, holding him there. “Not yet. I want to taste you while you’re still mine.”

His fingers were slick and seeking as they pushed into Nox’s ass, making him melt with pleasure as he held onto Nelson’s hair and the bed.

“Always yours, Nelson. No one can part us. Not even Him,” Nox said, shaking his head defiantly. No god and no amount of opium could make Nox forget who he belonged with, who he truly belonged to.

There was another deep rumble of approval as Nelson sucked slow and hard. The pads of his fingers stroked Nox’s prostate firmly, causing sparks and sending waves of golden warmth down his legs.

“Yours!” Nox shattered, with a hot rush of cum deep in Nelson’s throat. Joy and pleasure radiated from Nox as he twitched and trembled and chanted praises.

“What do you see?” Nelson asked, lifting Nox. He was returned to Nelson’s lap as he sat up and cradled Nox in his arms. “Open your eyes and tell me what you see?”

Nox opened them wide and laughed at the soft glow around them, then raised an arm and gasped. He was glowing and the skin around the burning orange sigils and symbols on his arms looked raw. “Light and…” He blinked through the golden aura and laughed at the vibrant colors blooming and pluming around the bed like a neon Monet. “There’s so much color!”

“Look at me, Nox. What do you see?” Nelson commanded.

Nox pulled his gaze from the glorious kaleidoscope and cried in wonder as he beheld Nelson’s true face and its ancient, timeless beauty. “I see you!” He was in awe of Nelson’s bright, striking silver eyes and his long, flowing hair. A blue crown of antlers and swirls was tattooed across his brow and harp strings lined his cheeks and chin beneath his massive braided beard. “I see my brave, beautiful Uaithne. My wolf and my warrior priest.”

“Hold on, Nox. Stay with me,” Nelson said, his voice a gravelly rasp. He pulled Nox onto his shaft, muffling their desperate cries with a brutal kiss. His hands remained tight around Nox’s hips, setting a slow, steady pace.

Nox licked his lips and nodded, his head bobbing loosely as he held onto Nelson’s shoulders.

“Okay.”

He was so full of Nelson. All Nox could feel was the thick heat of Nelson’s cock stretching every inch of his passage and merging with the heady joy swirling through his body.

“More!” he whimpered as the pressure in his core swelled and his soul flickered and started to lift.

“Is it good?” Nelson ground out between the swift claps of Nox’s ass against his pelvis.

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