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He reached over and batted Marshall’s hand away. “Mine.”
Marshall grinned and put his hands behind his head, a picture of relaxedness. Aaron grinned back and lightly traced his fingers up the Marshall’s calves, stroking at the sensitive skin behind his knees before tracking up the inside of his thighs.
A tremble shimmered through Marshall, giving away how much he was affected. Although the way his cock jumped as Aaron got closer to his groin was a dead giveaway. Aaron ran a finger along the crease of Marshall’s thigh before returning to fondle the heavy sack that hung between his legs.
A pearl of pre-cum appeared at the tip of Marshall’s cock, and Aaron touched a finger to it, pulling away a sticky strand. They locked eyes as he swiped his finger with the tip of his tongue. Marshall moaned and curled forward. Aaron met him halfway, mouths meeting in a blinding kiss.
Aaron pushed Marshall down, crowding on top of him. Marshall’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. The slight sting of pain sent a bolt of desire through him, and he unconsciously rutted against Marshall’s thigh.
The scent of spicy toffee mixed with the musk of desire, and Aaron wanted to take it into his lungs and keep it there forever. He pressed hot, wet, open-mouthed kisses down Marshall’s throat before continuing down his chest. His hands mapped out a trail that his tongue and lips followed. Marshall arched into him, softly moaning.
Marshall had been right when he’d said he was vocal during sex, and Aaron was quickly learning how to drag more sounds out of him. As he reached Marshall’s hip, the firm hand on the back of his head tried to push him towards the straining, leaking cock that stood proud.
“Please, Aaron,” Marshall pleaded.
Tempted as he was to tease, Aaron gave in to his own desire to have the taste of his mate on his tongue. He sucked the bulbous tip into his mouth, capturing a burst of pre-cum. Marshall bucked his hips and Aaron threw an arm across his lower body to hold him in place as he slowly inched down Marshall’s shaft. With his free hand, he caressed Marshall’s balls, gently rolling them and tugging them as he sucked and laved Marshall’s cock.
He traced a finger under the heavy sack, down Marshall’s taint, to his entrance. Running his finger over the sensitive skin had Marshall groaning loudly. A sharp tug on his hair had Aaron pulling away and glancing up to meet the heated gaze of his mate. Emerald green eyes were dark, pupils blown with desire. With a high flush on his cheeks and the ragged rise of his chest, Marshall had never looked sexier. Aaron wanted to take him apart and put him back together.
On hands and knees, he stalked over his mate’s body. Marshall reached to pull him down, but Aaron shook his head. He leaned to the side and snagged the bottle of lube he had placed on the nightstand on his return to the suite earlier. With his thumb poised under the snap lid, he raised an eyebrow in question.
“Fuck, yes. We’re greener than the city of Oz, right now,” Marshall told him. With a grin, Aaron popped the lid and dribbled some of the viscous liquid onto his fingers. He tossed the bottle to the side and kneeled between Marshall’s thighs.
Without being asked, Marshall draped his legs over Aaron’s thighs, opening himself up. Aaron’s wolf howled at the sight of their mate presenting himself to them. Aaron dropped onto his clean hand, and Marshall raised himself to meet him halfway in a deep kiss. As their tongues slid against each other, Aaron slipped his slicked fingers to Marshall’s hole and eased his finger into the tight channel.
Marshall ripped his mouth away and arched back, lifting his hips, a cry escaping him. Aaron froze.
“Green, we’re good. Green,” Marshall hissed out. He took a deep breath, and Aaron felt him relax under him. He ran a hand along his hip and thigh before inching his finger out to the tip and then easing back in again.
“Good. Yeah, that’s… that’s good.”
Aaron continued with a single finger, and after a few minutes, he withdrew completely before pushing two fingers back inside. Aaron scissored his fingers, and Marshall’s breath hitched, and a deep flush rose under his skin. His hips twitched as he rode Aaron’s fingers. Tremors raced through Marshall, and Aaron watched him carefully, ensuring his mate was alright.
Aaron’s own cock flexed at the sight, and he gave himself a brisk tug before clamping the base. He didn’t want to rush and hurt Marshall, but he needed to get inside his mate. He added another finger to stretch Marshall further, and after only a few moments, Marshall grabbed at him, his hand tight around Aaron’s wrist.
“Need you, now.”
Aaron withdrew his fingers and reached for the lube. He dribbled some down his cock and a little more over Marshall’s hole. A warm hand clasped around his cock, and he gasped at the sensation as Marshall stroked him, spreading lube and pre-cum. He thrust into the tight grip, biting back a moan.
“Yellow!” he gasped. If Marshall kept going, he was going to come before he got inside him. Marshall gave a last squeeze to the sensitive head and dropped his hand.
Aaron took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He needed to be in control, so he didn’t hurt his mate.
“Aaron?” Marshall’s inquiry was a quiet whisper as though he were wary of spooking him.
He nodded. “I’m okay. I just need a second, or this’ll be over before I can claim you.”
“Take all the time you need. I’m not going anywhere.” Marshall ran a warm hand along Aaron’s thigh, soothing and exciting him in equal parts.
Not wanting to lose the mood, Aaron kissed Marshall deeply, trying to convey his feelings.
Marshall met him with the same ferocity. Aaron settled himself between Marshall’s legs, and the head of his cock brushed against Marshall’s entrance.
“Do it,” Marshall breathed, grabbing at Aaron’s ass to encourage him.
Aaron inched forward and slowly entered Marshall’s body, not breaking eye contact as he made sure that Marshall was okay. His mate took slow, measured breaths as his body relaxed and let Aaron in. Heat enveloped Aaron’s cock as he slid into the tight channel. He took his own deep breath before leaning down to capture Marshall’s mouth.
He rocked his hips, sliding in and out in gentle thrusts.
