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“Yeah. Come on, fuck me now, Zee, come on.”
They groaned in unison as Zee finally thrust in. It was the completion of something longing, searching for its other half.
Zee plastered against him, crushing him to the bed, rocking in and out like he couldn’t bear to leave Ishir empty.
It was perfect. Ishir closed his eyes and felt everything. How it was like to be fully taken by Zee. By the person he loved most in the world.
Zee kissed the side of his face. “This is where you belong.”
“Yeah. Yeah, yeah.”
“I’d keep you right here all the time.”
“You can. Keep me here, in your nest, to fuck whenever you want. Even when I’m sleeping, you can slip right in, Zee. Whenever you want,” Ishir babbled, meaning every single word.”
“Fuck,” Zee cursed. “I’m gonna fucking…can I—”
“Don’t you fucking dare pull out. Knot me, Zee, knot—ah.”
Ishir scrabbled at the sheets as Zee’s knot began to swell. A little bit at first, getting bigger, bigger, electrifying Ishir with a deep ache that transformed into the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt.
Zee made a loud, startled noise, and then he was coming. Ishir couldfeelit pumping inside, so much that it stretched him, making him bulge.
Somehow, Zee still had the wherewithal to reach under Ishir and jerk him off.
It took less than half a dozen pulls to hurtle him over the edge. The feeling expanded, the knot inside him keeping the orgasm going, washing over every inch of him.
Even as they both calmed somewhat, Zee kept his hips moving slightly, arrows of pleasure and overstimulation making Ishir tremble.
Ishir lost himself in it, pinned to the bed, right where he wanted to be. He could barely breathe, barely think, so full of Zee there was no room for anything else.
Ishir didn’t want to be anywhere else.
Zee made a mournful sound when they were no longer tied together. He slid down Ishir’s body, stuffing his come in with his fingers, lapping at what dripped out with his tongue.
The slick touch on his sensitive hole made Ishir cry out.
It was too much. It was just enough.
Zee reared up, licking into Ishir’s mouth, tongue covered in his come, and Ishir made a wild sound, swallowing it all.
“There,” Zee said. “Marked, now. Mine.”
“Yours,” Ishir agreed, gripping Zee so close they almost slipped into one.
*****
Ishir must have drifted off to sleep, because he woke up with Zee’s thick cock pushing into him.
“Oh,” Ishir gasped.
Zee slammed in, carving space for himself inside him.
Ishir was on his back, Zee knocking him up the bed with each thrust, dream and reality slipping together.
Had Zee opened him up while Ishir was deep in an exhausted sleep? How long had he been fucking him, using his body like Ishir had told him he could, owning him in the most physical way possible?
Ishir scratched at Zee, having to leave his mark behind too. He couldn’t catch a single breath—every time he tried, it was slammed right out of him by the force of Zee’s hips, his cock. Ishir’s legs were splayed wide, gripped by Zee’s square hands tight enough to bruise.
