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“I am.” Garin twitched around him as he forced deep inhales and exhales. “I’ve done this before.”
“You’ve enjoyed it previously?” Sazahk rolled his hips gently, fucking himself farther into Garin’s body on each thrust, entering him inch by inch.
“Yeah.” Garin stared into Sazahk’s eyes and swallowed. “Mostly. Sometimes.”
‘Mostly’ and ‘sometimes’ were not convincing, but the tiny moans Garin uttered as he lifted his hips to meet Sazahk’s invasion were.
“But they weren’t—” Garin’s eyes rolled back when Sazahk thrust a little harder and drove farther inside. “None of them were anything like you.”
“In physique, demeanor, or technique?” Sazahk bottomed out and pressed his hips flush to Garin’s body. He slid his hand into Garin’s crack and traced a finger along Garin’s stretched rim. Stretched around him, Sazahk thought with a shiver.
“Fuck, I can’t—I can’t say any of those words right now.” Garin tangled his fingers in Sazahk’s hair and curled up toward him. He squeezed around Sazahk and groaned.
“We’ll revisit the question in a follow-up session.” Sazahk pulled out halfway and thrust back in and Garin moaned on every inch.
Frankly, it didn’t matter if Garin had been fucked before or what sort of men had fucked him. The time for background information gathering had passed. He was clenching around Sazahk’s cock now.
Sazahk pulled out farther and snapped forward harder. A cry tore from Garin’s throat and a fresh drop of pre-cum spilled from his slit. Overwhelming pleasure on just the safe side of painful. That’s what Garin liked. Sazahk dug his fingertips into Garin’s ass to hold him at a good angle.
That’s what Garin liked, and that’s what Sazahk was going to give him.
He increased his pace and the slick slaps of fucking and Garin’s wordless moans increased in volume along with it. He bounced Garin along the blankets, slamming into him with a calculated consistency and driving his pitch higher and higher.
Goddess, he was perfect. He cried out whenever Sazahk’s hips slapped against his skin. He whimpered when Sazahk dug his nails into his flesh. He clung to Sazahk’s hair and hand like they were the only things keeping him alive. Like Sazahk was the only thing keeping him alive.
Every move Sazahk made, every touch he laid on Garin’s skin, Garin responded to beautifully. Each thing that he liked, each thing that he didn’t, Sazahk read in his body.
This was sex.
This was what everyone had always talked about that Sazahk had never understood. The tightening pressure at the base of his spine, the waves of bliss rolling out from his hips and down his thighs, the tremble in his knees. They were all sensations Sazahk had experienced before, but never at this level. And never with his chest so full and his mind so focused on the man in his arms.
He wanted to give him more.
Sazahk changed his angle until Garin’s back arched, and a new sound wrenched from his throat.
Twice Garin had demonstrated a positive sensitivity to prostate stimulation but delighted yellow with the darkness of pride to it still raced down Sazahk’s forearm and swirled over his fingers laced with Garin’s white-knuckled grip.
“Your baseline level of vocality is comparable to your level during the incident.” Sazahk hammered Garin’s prostate with a precision that made his muscles burn to maintain. “It’s incredibly arousing.”
“Sazahk.” Garin forced his eyes open, his brows pinched. “Sazahk.”
Garin’s mouth hung open as though he had more to say, but his voice broke into a whimper as his hips jerked and his hole clenched and fluttered.
He was close.
Lust at the realization rushed through Sazahk so acutely he almost spilled on the spot.
Bringing Garin over the edge was the whole point of their actions, but the crystallized reality that Garin was seconds away from orgasming on Sazahk’s cock, that he was so far gone the only word he could manage was Sazahk’s name, knocked Sazahk’s entire reality off its orbit.
It knocked his reality off its orbit and realigned him around Garin.
Sweet, patient, kind Garin who deserved the whole fucking galaxy, but would just give it away if he ever got it.
“I’m going to make you come, Garin.” Sazahk wrapped his hand around Garin’s cock and stroked him in time with his thrusts.
“Sazahk.” Garin pressed the back of his head into the ground, a sob spilling from his lips.
“Is that alright?” Sazahk thumbed Garin’s slit each time he grazed his prostate. “Do you want that?”
