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The pleasure razed through him. He slammed forwards one last time and spilt inside.
They panted together for a long, long time, little shudders still wracking Zammy’s body, Zane holding him up.
Zane eventually slipped out, bundling Zammy up in his arms and holding him close. “There you go. You’re so good. You did so good.”
“Zee…” Zammy looked as beautiful as he ever was. His thick, dark hair curled with sweat over his ears, brown cheeks flushed, big eyes wet.
“I’m right here. You did good, baby.”
For the first time that night, they kissed. It was slow and sweet, a punctuation.
Zammy mouthed at his neck tenderly when they parted.
“You wanna put the plug inside me?”
“Nope,” Zane replied, enjoying the surprise on Zammy’s face. “We’re gonna go out there. Sit with Carl. Have another drink with him. And my come is going to be dripping out of you all the while.”
Zammy took a sharp, audible breath, eyes wide, but he didn’t protest.
Zane helped him fix his clothing, his hair. He washed the plug and stuffed it into his pocket, the bulge obvious and ridiculous.
Zammy went bright, bright red as Zane didn’t even let them walk out at different times. Zane was surprised Carl was even there—he had no idea how long they’d been in that bathroom, but it’d been a while.
Zane manoeuvred Zammy so that they were sitting together opposite Carl, who had turned tomato-red at the no-doubt obscene scent coming from them.
Zane slung an arm over Zammy’s shoulders, catching the eye of a waiter and ordering them another round.
This time it was a lot more amusing watching Zammy and Carl interact. They both appeared immensely relieved when their drinks were done and they finally went their separate ways.
“You’re an animal,” Zammy muttered as they got to their car.
“Yep, and that’s how you like me.”
Zammy had nothing to say to that.
Zane scooped Zammy up in an embrace the instant they entered their apartment. “Was that what you wanted?”
Zammy snorted. “You always exceed my expectations.” His lips twitched, eyes a little unsure. “Was that good? I know I didn’t really warn you…”
“It was perfect. You were perfect.”
Zammy grinned and burrowed into him. “Youwere perfect.”
Zammy knew Zane well enough not to go for the shower. They made out on the couch while pretending to watch something, eventually retiring to the bed, surrounded by their nest.
Zane covered Zammy’s face in kisses, struck once more by the thought—You’re mine.
He peered down at his mate, stroking a thumb under his eye, across his cheek. “Love you, baby,” he said softly.
Zammy reached up and gave him a kiss. “Love you more.”
Zane snorted. “Don’t start that again.”
“Just because you know you’ll lose.”
Zane dug his fingers into Zammy’s side, making him yelp and laugh, trying to wiggle away.
“Mercy, mercy,” Zammy pleaded.
