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Karl grabbed Cephus’s hip, grunting as he pulled him right into his lap.
“Karl!” Cephus yelped, laughing in surprise as he wrapped his legs around Karl’s waist. He pressed close, grinding his ass right down into Karl’s cock. “Mm, fuck yeah.”
“Fucking hell!” Karl gasped, the new friction taking his breath away. He bucked up to meet Cephus, sliding his hands up Cephus’s back as he reconnected their lips in another hot kiss.
Cephus kissed him like he was starving for the tiniest shred of affection, and he was already pulling at his shirt to get it out of the way.
Karl was only too happy to help, peeling the T-shirt off and over Cephus’s head. He threw it somewhere, no telling where since his eyes were busy taking in Cephus’s trim chest and his soft stomach, just begging to be caressed.
Cephus went for Karl’s shirt next. “Tell me if I’m goin’ too fast. Just tell me, okay? ’Cause I don’t wanna stop,” he whispered urgently.
“Fuck, me either.” Karl lifted his arms so Cephus could pull his shirt off. “I want you so fuckin’ bad.”
“I’m yours. I’m all fuckin’ yours.”
Karl turned into goo as Cephus greedily dragged his nails over his back. He nipped at Cephus’s lip, teasing, “Careful. I may never let you go.”
“Then don’t.” Cephus grinned, leaning back so he could stretch out on the couch and pull Karl with him on top.
Karl groaned as their hips collided, and he loved how Cephus’s legs felt hugging his waist. They fit together so well, and Karl pressed closer, certain that here in Cephus’s arms was right where he belonged. He rolled forward, grinding their bodies together with firm thrusts as they made out like it was prom night.
Nothing had ever felt so perfect, from Cephus’s fingers sliding through Karl’s hair to the warmth of Cephus’s thigh beneath his palm, but…
There was something wrong.
Cephus’s touch was icy cold. Too cold, too stiff, too—
The feeling was gone as quickly as it had appeared, and Cephus whispered, “I would really like to take your pants off now.”
“I would like that too.” Karl shivered, ignoring the fleeting sensation as he gazed down at Cephus.
Cephus was flushed, smiling, and nothing seemed amiss.
Weird.
Karl leaned back to fumble with his belt. “Fair is fair though. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours, huh?”
“I can do that.” Cephus scooted back so they both had some room to work with, and then he pushed his jeans down—no underwear—revealing strong thighs and a big uncut cock, already hard and dripping around the head. He propped an arm behind his head, stroking himself slowly as he teased, “Your turn, cowboy.”
Karl had to close his mouth to stop himself from drooling. He quickly remembered that he was supposed to be doing something, but it was hard to think clearly when he had Cephus laid out like a fucking flesh buffet in front of him.
“Huh?” Karl grinned. “Right, yeah.”
He quickly pushed down his jeans andStar Warsboxers, his own hard cock springing against his belly the second it was freed.
Staring ravenously at Karl, Cephus whistled low. “Yippie-ki-yay, motherfucker.Damn, you’re fuckin’ fine.”
Karl wanted to return the compliment, but he froze when Cephuschanged.
Gone was the perfect tan skin and in its place was thick black fur with bright spots of bone peeking through his skin. His eyes were bright blue, two cerulean flames glowing in the sockets of a sun-bleached white skull with a long snout and sharp teeth with curling horns—
“You okay?” Cephus asked worriedly.
Karl opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead, a high-pitched shriek erupted, and he fell right off the couch. He panted frantically as he scrambled backward, tripping over his jeans and boxers still tangled around his ankles.
“Karl?”
“No,” was all Karl could manage, staring into the face that had haunted his dreams ever since he was a child.
