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Sazahk tore off his own shirt, suddenly sweltering in the cold cave, and reached for Garin’s bag and the petroleum jelly inside his medkit. “Lie on your stomach.”
Garin rolled over without question and Sazahk’s breath caught at the display of trust. No doubts. No hesitation. No reticence to give his back to a man he barely knew, experimenting with his body, and dragging him through a deserted wasteland. No doubts about Sazahk.
Sazahk peppered kisses across Garin’s scarred, freckled shoulders, feeling his muscles ripple under his lips and tasting the salt of his skin. He could spend hours kissing and licking every inch of this man, soaking in his warmth and luxuriating in the quiet sounds of his enjoyment.
But he had an important experiment to conduct.
Question: did Garin like to be fucked with a cock?
Sazahk kissed down the center of Garin’s spine, pushing the blanket away as he went. When he got to the crack of Garin’s ass, he spread his cheeks and kissed down to his twitching entrance.
Hypothesis: because Garin had enjoyed being fucked with a finger and because he enjoyed pleasure on the edge of overwhelming, Garin did like to be fucked with a cock.
Sazahk thumbed Garin’s hole, tugging at his tight rim and watching it clench to keep its shape.
Experimental method: once permission was procured, fuck Garin as expertly and attentively as Sazahk could manage and observe whether Garin maintained, increased, or decreased his current level and tone of vocalization.
Sazahk scooped a glob of jelly from the jar and smeared it over Garin’s entrance, then pushed his finger inside.
Garin moaned into the blankets and pride zipped through Sazahk’s chest.
“Does that feel good?” Sazahk moved his finger in and out, fucking Garin in a pantomime of what he’d do with his cock.
“Yeah.” Garin nodded rapidly into his folded forearms. “So good. You?—”
Sazahk changed his angle to hit Garin’s prostate and Garin’s lost his sentence to a cry that shot straight to Sazahk’s balls.
“God, you’re amazing, Sazahk.” Garin jerked his hips back to meet Sazahk’s thrusts.
Orange and yellow swirled up Sazahk’s green hand, a dark brown hot on its heels. He tried to fight it, but pride swelled in his chest. He continued to hit Garin’s prostate while the man gasped and whined, and when his pitch struck a particularly high note, Sazahk shoved in a second finger next to the first.
“Oh fuck, Sazahk.” Garin’s back arched as his hole stretched.
“Is it too much?” Sazahk stilled his fingers and stroked Garin’s straining rim with his thumb.
“No.” Garin shook his head. “No, I can take more. I can take more, easy.”
Of course he could. If he could take the pain spoken of by his scars, then he could take the stretch and burn of anal penetration. “Can you take my cock?”
Garin’s hole clenched around Sazahk’s digits, and he gaped at Sazahk over his shoulder.
“Do you want to take my cock?” Sazahk followed up to Garin’s shocked expression, not wanting to make the mistake of conflating what Garin could do with what he wanted to do.
“You—” Garin panted and licked his lips. “You want to fuck me?”
“Yes.” Sazahk kissed Garin’s firm glute and started moving his fingers back and forth inside him again. “I want to know what you feel like. And I want to know if you enjoy it.”
Garin’s breath stuttered in his chest. “O-okay.”
“Is that an acknowledgement of my statement or an answer to my question?” Sazahk scissored his fingers, rubbing Garin’s prostate as he pushed in and spreading Garin’s hole as he pulled out.
“Um, uh.” Garin’s eyelids fluttered as Sazahk worked his body and his hips spasmed. “What exactly was your question again?”
Sazahk smiled against Garin’s warm skin and scraped it with his teeth. “I asked if you can take my cock and if you want to.”
“Right.” Garin groaned and dropped his face down when Sazahk teased a third finger along his puffy rim. “Both. Yes to both.”
Excitement boiled through Sazahk’s veins at Garin’s consent.
