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“Fuck, yes.” Mac immediately tried to rock down and take more. “That’s it, baby. Fuck, that’s so hot.”

Artie pushed in to his knuckle, curling his finger up as he withdrew to draw it over Mac’s prostate. He sucked him eagerly, bobbing his head and gazing up at Mac adoringly.

“Fuck!” Mac grinded desperately, trying to keep up pressure on that tender bundle of nerves. “There, right there, Artie!” He got both hands on Artie’s horns, tugging as he fucked his mouth, his feet swinging against the cabinet doors.

Artie was like a machine, and he fucked Mac’s hole in time with Mac’s fierce slams. He showed no signs of stopping, sucking and thrusting and—

The timer dinged.

Artie popped off. “Shit! The food!”

“No! No, you asshat! Don’t stop!” Mac held on to Artie’s horns tighter. “No, baby, please! I’m so close!”

“Just one sec, baby!” Artie quickly withdrew to race over to the oven. “Two seconds, I swear!”

“I understand why people eat takeout on dates,” Mac grumbled, sliding down off the counter.

Artie couldn’t wear oven mitts because they were too small, so he used them like pot holders to grab the dish.

The second the dish was safely deposited on top of the stove and the oven was closed, Mac sank to his knees before Artie. “It’s gotta sit for a minute, right?” He pushed Artie’s pink apron up and ducked underneath to get at his huge cock.

“Y-yeah, it, uh, probably needs to cool down.” Artie shuddered, his cock hard and already dripping. “I, uh, mmm. God, you look so fuckin’ sexy right now.”

“Yeah?” Mac licked his lips noisily. “Not as sexy as you in this apron.” He curled a hand around Artie’s cock, moaning as he leaned in to lick at the juicy head.

“Christ, baby.” Artie lifted the apron out of his way so he could watch Mac, running his fingers through his hair. “Baby, I will wear it every single fuckin’ day. God, that feels fuckin’ awesome.”

“I might hold you to that. It’s your apron now.” Mac winked, squeezing as much of Artie’s cock as he could reach around as he took him into his mouth. He sucked him slowly, ignoring his own achingly hard dick for now.

“God, baby. Look at you.” Artie stroked Mac’s hair faster. “You look so fuckin’ pretty with your mouth on my dick. Christ, yeah. I love how you suck me, baby. You’re so fuckin’ good at it.”

Mac moaned loudly at the filthy praise as he bobbed his head to take more of Artie’s fat cock. Once he was certain he had enough, he moved his hands to stroke Artie’s thick thighs, digging his fingers in to steady himself as he sucked him passionately.

“Oh, f-fuck. Oh God. Mmm, Mac.” Artie was a mess, and his pants had become frantic. “Baby, you gotta slow down or you’re gonna end up gettin’ dessert early!”

Mac peeked up at Artie through his lashes and didn’t slow down one bit, making it clear that early dessert sounded just fine.

“F-fuck! Baby! I… mmph.” Artie growled, a rumbling sound that vibrated the cabinets. He pulled his hips back, freeing his cock from Mac’s mouth. “Come here, baby.”

“Hey!” Mac grunted. “What are you…” He gasped as Artie suddenly lifted him off the floor and into his arms. He grabbed Artie’s neck to brace himself, groaning low. “Fuck, it’s hot how you can just do whatever you want with me.”

“Mmm, and I do whatever I want, whenever I fuckin’ want... as long as it’s okay with you.” Artie grinned as he positioned Mac’s legs around his waist, his hot cock pressing up against Mac’s ass.

“It’s all okay with me. I’m yours.” Mac laughed.

“And I’m yours.” Artie smiled, showing all of his big sharp teeth, and he whispered, “I love you.” He gently pushed in the head of his cock. “I love you so much…”

“I love you too.” Mac gasped, grinding down on Artie’s cock as it opened him up. “Fuck!”

Artie had a strong grip on Mac’s hips, and he effortlessly lifted him up and down. He was taking his time, letting Mac feel every second of the syrupy slow drag of his big cock. “Fuck, baby… look at you… I can’t believe how you take my dick…”

“Oh, Artie…” Mac moaned brokenly at being moved around so effortlessly. “Baby, yes! Just like I’m your personal toy…”

“You are… You’re my fuckin’ toy… my baby… Fuck, you’re my everything, baby.” Artie kissed Mac passionately, fucking up into his ass with all of his strength. “Fuck yeah. You just take it, you take it all, baby.”

“Artie!” Mac instantly broke into a sob from the powerful slams, taking every thrust and bouncing hungrily on Artie’s cock. He moved his body to meet each one, moaning desperately into their kiss. “Just like that! Fuck, just like that! Come on, baby!”

Artie groaned, bringing Mac down on his cock harder and faster. “Like this, baby? Huh? This is what you want?”

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