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“What are you doing?” Malt asked in a hushed whisper.

“Just… looking at you.”

“You’re staring.”

“Okay, where’s your mouth?” Duncan dropped his hands, sighing in frustration. “I’m trying to figure out where your mouth is or if you have one at all. Like, how are you talking—”

Malt kissed Duncan.

Duncan gasped, surprised but pleased that Malt did indeed have a small, soft mouth. The texture was like a plush velour, inviting and rich, and Duncan kissed him back passionately, reaching up to hug his neck.

Malt made that happy chittering sound again, and he rubbed Duncan’s back, roaming down over the curve of his hip.

Duncan usually didn’t like anyone focusing on the thicker parts of his body, but Malt’s touch was so eager that he found it thrilling. He experimentally licked into Malt’s mouth, finding no teeth but a very, very long tongue that actually wrapped around his own. He was getting hot, his heart’s thumping fueled by adrenaline and pure desire, and he really wanted to—

“I… I very much would like to mate with you,” Malt whispered heatedly.

“That. My thoughts exactly. Yes, let’s do that.” Duncan grabbed Malt’s hand and led him to the bedroom, practically giddy. He had never been this excited for sex before, and his desire was dancing with a tingling mix of nerves. After all, this was extremely uncharted territory.

He had no idea what to expect, going all the way with Mothman, but he was certain it was going to be amazing.

Duncan shut the bedroom door behind them and then jumped right back into Malt’s arms, reigniting their passionate kiss. He fumbled to strip as he walked backward to the bed, his cock already hard and tenting the front of his pants.

Malt pressed close, and Duncan groaned when his cock was framed by both of Malt’s. Both, yes, because there were two of them, and Duncan’s mind reeled at the possibilities. He could have one and then the other, maybe both of them at the same time—Christ, he was horny. He took a deep breath to steady himself, and he said, “I’m so ready for you, but I need togetready for you, okay?”

Malt’s eyes glowed, and he nodded. “I understand. I will assist.”

“Yeah?” Duncan gasped as Malt suddenly pinned him to the bed. “Oh! Okay!”

Malt’s long fingers quickly and skillfully removed Duncan’s pants, but he took his time sliding his underwear off. He caressed Duncan’s thick thighs and hips, and his eyes were glowing again. “You are…exquisite.”

“Thanks.” Duncan blushed, not having expected Malt’s compliment to touch him so deeply. He rubbed Malt’s broad chest and smiled. “So are you, you know. You’re the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen.”

“I have many more incredible things to show you.” Malt smiled sweetly.

It was a lot easier to see now that Duncan knew where his mouth was.

Malt ducked his head between Duncan’s thighs, and Duncan had to resist the urge to laugh when Malt’s antennae grazed his hips. They were as soft as feathers and tickled a bit. He gasped as Malt’s tongue slipped out to lap at his cock.

It was so long thatlongdidn’t even seem to properly describe it. It was a dusky shade of pink, incredibly slick, and it wrapped around Duncan’s cock like a slimy snake. The pressure when it squeezed felt incredible, and Duncan gasped, tensing immediately.

Malt’s eyes glowed, and he rubbed Duncan’s thigh, his tongue suddenly sucking back into his mouth like the cord being retracted on a vacuum cleaner. “Are you all right?”

“Holy shit.” Duncan stared. “No, I’m good. I’m so good.” He grinned. “Sorry, it was, uh, a pretty big surprise.”

“Do you wish for me to continue?” Malt kissed Duncan’s inner thigh.

“Yes, God, please.”

Malt beamed, and his tongue shot back out, winding around Duncan’s dick again.

Duncan groaned, and he stayed relaxed now that he knew what was coming. He savored the hot grip of Malt’s tongue, and he was instantly in love with how it curled and uncurled around his shaft.

There was an impressive amount of spit dripping from Malt’s tongue, and it was weirdly thick, like oil. It made the twisting motions even more pleasurable, and Duncan timidly thrust into Malt’s tight grip. The friction was amazing, instantly drawing out a happy moan, and he grinned breathlessly.

“Wow.” Duncan groaned. “Malt, that’s… that’sincredible.”

Malt’s eyes glowed bright, and his spit was now running over Duncan’s balls and between his cheeks. Malt dragged his fingers down following the trail’s slick path, and he rubbed over Duncan’s hole.

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