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Sazahk laughed and swept in to take Garin’s mouth in another kiss. It made sense that the potential for extreme overstimulation aroused Garin, and yet the man’s excitement for everything Sazahk did to him and everything Sazahk was still surprised him.
Every glint in Garin’s eye when he looked at him inched open a door in Sazahk’s mind that he’d never thought he’d see behind.
But this flex metal wasn’t near high-quality enough to perform the sorts of acts already spinning through Sazahk’s imagination, and Sazahk didn’t have the patience for them at the moment, anyway. He needed Garin with his head thrown back and a moan on his lips as he came in Sazahk’s arms, and he needed it now.
Sazahk pumped Garin faster and tightened his grip, knowing his saliva slicked his way enough for Garin’s tastes.
“Sazahk.” Garin’s returning kiss broke down into a whine. “I’m not gonna last long. You—” He whined again when Sazahk added a twist to his motions. “I’m too—I won’t last.”
“I don’t want you to.” Sazahk licked into him and tangled their tongues. He ran his tentacles over every part of Garin’s body his hands were too busy to touch.
Garin released his head onto the pillow as Sazahk plundered his mouth and thrust his hips up into Sazahk’s fist. Heat built in Sazahk’s stomach at Garin’s display, the knowledge of the man’s arousal pinging back into his own.
“Sazahk.” Garin’s brows pinched, and his eyes screwed shut, as he tangled his fingers in Sazahk’s hair and Sazahk’s whole body ached with adoration.
“Garin,” Sazahk whispered against his lips before taking them roughly, and Garin’s cock pulsed against his palm as he cried out into his mouth.
Sazahk kissed Garin through his orgasm, plunging his tongue into the man’s mouth and when Garin sobbed against him, Sazahk’s own need crested and crashed over him like a rogue wave. They moaned against each other, their hips twitching, Sazahk’s mind alarmingly wiped clean of everything but how much he wanted this man and how good he felt.
Sazahk worked Garin until he softened, then loosened his grip into a fondling.
They didn’t part as they came down, their lips turning gentle and sweet. Garin tasted like the heaven the goddess promised that Sazahk had never believed in. Sweeter even in his sated sleepiness.
After a few moments, Garin reached for Sazahk’s groin. “Can I…?”
Sazahk shook his head, his face heating with embarrassment. “That won’t be necessary.” He fell to the side to lie next to Garin, pressed against him in the small bed, feeling like he should give the healing man space, but uncertain his legs could hold him up yet. “I found your orgasm stimulating to the point of my own.”
Garin’s heart thudded under Sazahk’s hand. “Oh.” He wrapped an arm around Sazahk’s shoulders and pulled him in close. “I thought…” He bit his lip and rubbed his thumb against Sazahk’s deltoid. “I don’t quite understand.”
“What don’t you understand?” Sazahk slipped his leg between Garin’s and nestled into his side, lying his head beside his so could stare at his handsome profile and watch the thoughts flit behind his green eyes.
“I thought you didn’t have any interest in sex or find it particularly enjoyable.” Garin blushed and glanced at Sazahk. “So I guess I’m surprised that you…instigated and that you…” He blushed harder. “Came. Like that.”
Sazahk tilted his head and picked at Garin’s shirt over his beating heart. “I’ve never felt any spontaneous arousal from or sexual desire for unfamiliar strangers or casual acquaintances, but you’re neither of those things.” He smoothed his palm over Garin’s chest to feel his quickening pulse. “As I said, I think you’re wonderful and I believe I’ve developed a personally unprecedented level of affection for you and an equally unprecedented level of sexual desire has accompanied that.”
Something that looked an awful lot like awe, then delight filled Garin’s eyes. “Shit, Sazahk, you—” Those eyes flicked to Sazahk’s lips. “Can I kiss you?”
Sazahk nodded. “I give you my standing consent to do so.”
Garin rolled him onto his back and kissed him hard. He broke for a breath, then followed it up with two more, before breaking long enough to speak. “You don’t know how good it feels to hear that.”
“I don’t,” Sazahk admitted. He wrapped a few tentacles around Garin’s ankles and wrists to hold him close. “To be honest, it’s quite frightening and uncomfortable to say and I probably wouldn’t have, except that it was painful to know that you didn’t know how I felt and painful to consider the opportunity for closeness to you I would forgo in my silence.”
“I appreciate your bravery.” Garin stroked his cheek and smiled.
“I appreciate the results.” Sazahk hooked his arms around Garin’s shoulders, surprised at his lack of discomfort at having the man above him. “Short-lived though they may be.”
The bubbling, ecstatic energy in Garin’s frame fizzled out. His face fell and Sazahk’s heart with it, but he pushed through with a happy yellow on his skin.
“You’ve found a way to bring your mother back.” Sazahk gripped Garin’s shirt tightly. “It’s a good thing.”
“Yeah. Yeah, it is.” Garin fell to the bed to lie beside Sazahk. “The job’s a huge relief.”
“I’m happy for you.” Sazahk rolled onto his side again to fling his leg and arm over Garin, careful to miss the drying semen, and trying to think his way to a solution for Garin’s downbeat turn.
Long-distance relationships were not unheard of or impossible things, but they were difficult and generally found to be untenable in the long term. And while Sazahk thought it unlikely that he’d view commitment to an absent Garin as a hardship, he couldn’t say the same for Garin. The man’s mind didn’t work like Sazahk’s. He had needs and desires and an ability to find relief with others. Sazahk didn’t want to stand in his way of that. He didn’t want to trap Garin in a relationship he’d feel compelled to stay in. He didn’t want to be another obligation for the man.
“And I appreciate that, too.” Garin wrapped his arm around him again and tugged him close enough to kiss his forehead. “That you’re happy for me.”
