Page 89 of Once in a Lifetime, Part 2

“Ah… Ody…” he whimpered.

“What is it?” Ody asked, his voice low.

“More… I need more,” Mano begged.

A faint smirk touched Ody’s lips. “So needy… can’t get enough, huh?” He moved in slowly, inch by inch, careful not to rush.

Mano’s eyes fluttered open, his body stretching around him. “Are you all the way in?” he asked, breathless.

“Not yet. Only halfway.”

“Oh God…” He whined, earning a soft chuckle from him.

Ody pushed in the rest of the way, watching closely for his reaction.

Mano let out a sharp cry. “Ah—Fuck…”

He stilled. “Can I move?”

“Slowly.”

Ody settled into a slow rhythm, watching every reaction as he moved. He leaned closer, their faces only inches apart.

Their breaths grew heavier as he moved, careful, reading every shift in Mano’s body.

“Does it hurt?”

“A little…” His face crumpled.

Ody kissed him, their lips moving together as he adjusted his pace. His movements grew a little faster, pulling a low moan from Mano against his mouth.

He pulled back just enough to look at him. “Am I hurting you?”

“No… keep going,” Mano whispered, eyes lowered.

A faint smile tugged at Ody’s lips.

“Ah—Hah…” Mano panted as Ody moved deeper, faster.

His eyes were half-lidded, his face flushed.

Ody couldn’t stop staring at him. “God, you’re so beautiful.”

“Faster…” Mano managed between ragged breaths.

“I can’t hear you, big boy,” Ody teased.

“Faster.”

“You’re gonna have to ask nicely—”

“Please, mikre, fuck me faster!” Mano begged, locking eyes with him.

Ody picked up the pace, moving harder, deeper, losing some of that earlier restraint.

“Ahh—fuck… fuck!”

“Is that how you like it?” A low sound tore from Ody’s throat, rough, unfiltered.