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Finally, he had done something right.
He threw his arms around Porter. The human slowly wrapped his arms around him in return and he nuzzled against the man's chest. Cyrus loved everything about the crazy guy and he didn't want to lose him. They stood together, holding each other. It felt like forever, but Cy knew it was only a few minutes before they pulled apart.
"Let me wash up and then we'll have our bath," Porter said with a smile. "Just the two of us."
Cyrus smiled at that. As much as he loved being around everyone, having a little time alone was nice too. Just the two of them. It felt special.
He helped Porter back out of his clothes and tossed them on the floor. There was no need to be neat while Jaygen wasn't around, glaring. He grinned at the thought of the man blowing a gasket at their mess.
Together, they stepped into the shower. Cyrus stayed in Porter's arms and they took their time rubbing soap over each other's skin and cleaning off all of the sweat and grime of their time together in the basement. Once they were both cleaned up, Cy filled the tub for them and while Porter disappeared and walked back in with a bottle in his hands.
"What's that?" Cy asked, taking his eyes off of the bubbles gathering in the tub.
Porter smiled at him. "Something that you're going to need." He showed him the bottle of waterproof lube. "Right?"
Cy's heart sped up all over again. Yes, that was exactly what he wanted! Porter had been a fantasy that he had wanted to touch and feel in his arms for ages and now he was right there. Waiting. Willing. Wanting.
"Yes, please," Cyrus moaned, his fingers dragging over his inner thigh. "I've waited for so long."
"You have." Porter climbed into the tub and he held the bottle out to Cyrus. "Get yourself nice and wet and then come and sit on my cock, beautiful."
Cyrus groaned. This was what he loved about Porter. No matter who he was with, his personality could shift and match theirs. He knew Cy loved his confidence and he used it. That smirk, the way he played with his dark locks, it was captivating.
His eyes were focused on Porter as his hand slipped beneath the bubbles. It didn't take much imagination to realize he was stroking his cock, those brown eyes trained on his. Cyrus quickly dumped lube onto two fingers and plunged them inside of himself.
There was a delightful tingle of pain that evolved into pleasure. He stared back at Porter, fingering himself and opening his hole so that Porter could slide right in. He wanted every inch of his cock stuffed into his body, to finally feel the human that he had been lusting over since day one.
Without thought, his pheromones filled the air. He waited for Porter to tell him to put it away, but he didn't. Instead, the sweet smell of fruit and flowers intensified and he wished Porter could smell it, that alluring aroma that all incubi and succubi had.
"Fuck," Porter moaned as his cock bobbed out of the water when he shifted his hips into the air. "Come here, now."
Cy didn't hesitate. He climbed into the tub and straddled Porter's lap. Without a word, he gripped the man's cock and impaled himself. His head fell back and he cried out as he took Porter inside of him completely and he shivered. Cyrus felt whole, like he had been missing a piece of himself.
"God, Cyrus. You're delicious." Porter nipped his chest and Cyrus shot up straight again. "Pay attention."
"Y-yes, Porter," he moaned. His nails dragged down the back of Porter's neck. "I've wanted this for so long."
"I know." Porter thrust up inside of him again and Cy had to force himself to stay in place. "I can always tell. Your face alone tells me that you've wanted me to do this for way too long."
Cyrus groaned. Porter was exactly right. Who wouldn't want the honor of experiencing Porter up close and personal? Jaygen had gotten lucky first and then Foi. Yet, he was still waiting. Now that Porter was inside of him, he couldn't stand it. Every inch of his body was hot and tingling. The pheromones were too much and so was his pleasure.
Wings sprouted from Cy's back and his tail sprung free whipping behind him. As two small, black horns sprouted free, he whimpered. Shit! He'd let himself go too freely. Porter was going to think he was a freak.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Cy whispered as he started to pull away. "I'll leave."
Porter grabbed his hips and slammed him back down. "Did I tell you to leave?" His eyes were so dark that they unnerved him. "Bounce on my cock."
Cyrus wasn't going to refuse. Slowly, he raised and lowered his hips, his now long nails lying on Porter's chest. And the man wasn't running. The human was still there. Cyrus frowned.
"Why are you making that face?" Porter asked.
"You don't think I'm ugly now?" he whispered. "With... all that I am?"
Porter choked him and Cy gasped. "I have never thought that about you. Cy, if anything I think you're even more interesting than you were before. Being unique is a good thing and you are the most unique person I have ever met."
Cyrus blinked away the tears that threatened to spill. After hearing how terrible and scary he was for years, it was nice to know that he wasn't viewed that way by anyone here. They all appreciated him and Cy was overjoyed.
He let himself go. Cyrus became the incubus that he was and started riding Porter without inhibition. All the human did was touch him. He traced his wings, making Cy shiver. Touched his horns. Gripped his tail and made him yelp from the pain that shot up his spine and made the back of his neck tingle.
