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Cody slowly pulled back, then pushed in again. His hips moved faster with each thrust, their wet skin slapping together. Cody’s cock pounded into him, pressing into that sweet spot over and over and pushing a grunt out of Demetrius each time.

He braced himself with his hands on the shower wall and dropped his head, looking down to see Cody’s big feet between his own, the hair covering his shins even darker because it was wet. His own cock was so hard it had turned red as if blushing at the raw need to be taken, dominated, fucked hard and deep by Cody, and it bounced in time with the thrusts Cody delivered.

“God, your ass is so fucking perfectly tight.”

Demetrius closed his eyes and tightened his muscles around Cody.

“Fuck, yeah, bite down on my dick. Fuck, that’s fucking amazing. You’ve got me close.”

Cody let out a deep, animal growl that practically forced Demetrius to take hold of himself and stroke in pace with Cody’s hips.

“I’m coming,” Cody said with a gasp. “Yeah, I’m coming.”

“Oh, God. Me, too.”

Cody pressed into him even deeper. Demetrius’s head hung down, and he watched Cody push himself up onto the balls of his feet as he drove into Demetrius that final time. He felt Cody’s body tremble as he spent himself inside him, and Demetrius was suddenly right there, and he raised up, shouting something unintelligible as he shot his load across the pink tile wall. They stood joined together for a few moments, both gasping for breath, Cody holding him close with one hand on his chest and the other on his belly. The water was cool as it beat against Cody’s back and splashed over Demetrius’s shoulder.

Cody moved a hand up to gently turn Demetrius’s head for a slow, deep kiss.

“God, I love you, Demmy.”

“I love you, too.”

Cody eased out of him and Demetrius turned to face him, moving in for a hug and another kiss.

“That was amazing,” Demetrius said.

“Fucking amazing.” Cody made a face. “I’m afraid we didn’t conserve much water though.”

Demetrius smiled and kissed him again. “That’s okay. We’ll find another way to conserve.”

* * *

The meals had survived and needed just a quick warm up, which was fine by Demetrius. He thought some meals were better heated up anyway, and his meatloaf dinner was strong evidence to support his claim. They ate in comfortable silence across the dining room table from each other, sharing smiles between bites of food.

“That was pretty fucking hot,” Cody said, leaning in over his plate and lowering his voice even though they were alone in the house.

“Yeah it was.” Demetrius reached to take Cody’s big hand. “It just seems to get better and better between us, doesn’t it?”

“It does. And thank God, because it feels like everything outside of us gets shittier and shittier.”

Demetrius had to give Cody that one.

“Have you talked with Dieter yet?” Demetrius asked.

“No. I was going to stop there when we left the pond, but I was too dirty and distracted.”

“Why don’t you text him and see if we can stop by this evening? We can visit Amelia and Otis, too, and maybe go see your grandmother.”

“Family tour?” Cody said as he finished up his half of a baked chicken with steamed vegetables. Apparently Jordie’s taunts about his sluggish workouts were getting to him.

“In a way. Not much else to do otherwise,” Demetrius said.

Cody smirked. “I can think of a few things.”

The door opened and Clarabell tromped in, followed closely by Oliver. They were arguing about something, talking over each other, and Cody’s smirk shifted quickly to a scowl.

“Never mind,” he said. “A night out visiting family members sounds like a great plan.”

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