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Tenzin

I checked my hair in the mirror, then grabbed the bag with Clark’s gift, which had finally arrived.

My phone lit up with Jacen teasing me about the video of Gwen’s donut proposal and reminding me about the final walkthrough for the townhouse.

After the family breakfast, we talked to Kylee and took a bunch of plushies, and every box of candy canes Swoop had, over to the shelter. Then we’d gone furniture shopping and caught a movie at the dine-in theater, with the ‘good popcorn’ that they liked. Now we were getting ready to go dancing. It had been a nice day.

Jonas texted me.

Jonas

Are you and Clark joining us tomorrow?

We’re going to play cards in the lounge that’s on the bottom floor of the hotel the MASOs are having their party at.

Right. They were having their party at the restaurant atop the Stonefeld Manhattan. Getting together in the lobby was a good idea. We didn’t have a game tomorrow, just practice. Though we had a game the next night.

I texted Clark to check, since we’d talked about going on a date while she was at the party. I pulled on my boots.

Clark

Oh, yeah, Nia mentioned that. Yes. We should.

I let Jonas know we’d be there, then grabbed my hat, the bag, and set off across the hall, letting myself in.

The living room was quiet, and Snowball jumped off her cat tree to greet me. Kneeling down, I gave her a pet. Gwen’s door was closed. Clark’s stood open.

Getting up, I knocked on the open door. “Clark?”

He came out of the bathroom, in only his boxers, a touch of shaving cream on his face and a razor in his hand. “Hey, Tens, I’m almost ready.”

“Great. Um, I… I have a present for you.” I held up the bag.

“Oh, I have one for you. Hold on.” His look went bashful.

I took a seat on the corner of the messy bed, which smelled of him and Gwen, and took off my hat.

Clark came back out, still in his boxers. Now he was freshly shaven and smelled of aftershave, which mingled perfectly with his hay and sunflower scent.

“Mmmm. Freshly shaven Clark.” I stood and kissed him, running my hand over his bare jaw. He’d just brushed his teeth, too, and tasted of minty mouthwash.

Clark grinned widely as he broke off the kiss. “You don’t have to wear it tonight.” He went to his desk, then came over with a box, which was wrapped awkwardly in Defender League paper. “Here.”

“Thank you.” I sat down and opened the package, which held a plain brown box about the size for a pair of boots, only there was no brand. It smelled of leather. Carefully, I removed the lid. “Clark,” I breathed as I removed one of the beautiful Cowboy boots.

They were black with blue and gold accents, Professor Weird’s insignia on the sides. When I looked at the stitching, I realized that Professor Weird’s motto, order has been maintained, had been embroidered into the boot.

“I didn’t know they even made such a thing, they're beautiful.” I took out the other.

“Thanks.” He blushed a little. “I had them custom made for you. The guy who made your cape recommended her.”

“I can’t wait to wear them tonight.” I beamed. Custom-made boots were quite the present. The fact that he’d tried to tie our interests together meant so much.

How would they look with the cape?

“Thank you. This is for you, and I want you to wear it tonight.” I added a playful growl as I handed him the bag.

While he removed the two parcels, I took off my boots, so I could wear the new ones.

“You got me my own boots. I’m so excited.” His face lit up.

While the brown boots I’d gotten him weren’t custom, they were the same brand I liked.

“This hat is so nice.” He took out the brown leather Cowboy hat.

Clark had been wearing a straw one that he usually wore while working in the sun, out on the farm that his mom had sent over, along with his brown work boots. It was a cute, rugged look. But I’d thought he’d like a dressy set, too.

“I thought it would look good on you,” I told him.

“Thank you so much, Tens.” Clark put it on and struck a pose. “How do I look?”

Fuckable. Like I wanted to push him against the wall and have him, while he only wore the hat.

Mmmm. We were just going dancing, which meant we had some time.

I ran my eyes up his muscular legs, over the bulge in his boxers, across his abs and chest, licking my lips as I met his eyes. “Delicious.”

“Yeah?” He grabbed me by my belt and pulled me in for a kiss.

“Do you mean that? I’m not sure you know what you’re doing there,” I growled, standing up, my hand behind his head

With each step, I backed him closer to the wall.

He’d done it. That man was getting fucked against the wall, wearing only his hat.

Desire wafted off of him as he ran into the wall. “Yes, please.”

I took off my belt. “You look so fuckable in your hat that I’m not going to wait.”

“Oh, please.” He shucked his boxers. “I’ve wanted you since last night on the plane. I know we’ll all fuck tonight after our date, but I’d really like you now.”

“Wish granted. Hands in front of you.” I took the belt and wrapped it around his hands, making sure it wasn’t too tight.

I appraised my handiwork, my palm running down his arm, then up his chest, wrapping gently around his throat. Desire shot through his scent as his eyes closed.

“How beautiful you look naked, bound, and wearing only a Cowboy hat.” I took off my own pants and boxers, so I was only in my button down.

“Alpha, please.” His chest shook a little.

“You’re such a good boy,” I told him, as I ran kisses down his face and chest, stroking his body with my hands.

He gasped as I caressed his pierced cock, pre-cum beading on the tip.

“Face the wall,” I growled.

Clark turned and faced the wall, while I got the lube out of his nightstand. I adjusted his hat and coated his ass with lube.

“So fucking perfect, Sunshine.” I kissed his neck, his shoulders, as I worked his ass with my fingers, getting him nice and ready for my cock, which was straining to have him.

He’d wanted me on the plane? I’d have taken him in the plane bathroom. Certainly, I’d wanted him and Gwen at the furniture store, as they rolled around on beds and cuddled on couches.

“That feels so good, Tens, I love it when you make me feel good,” he panted, still facing the wall, as I continued working his ass.

“Do you want my knot or just my cock?” I asked him.

“Just your cock right now. But I’d love you to knot me later.” He used his bound hands to brace himself against the wall

“Oh, I will.” Spreading his ass cheeks, I guided my cock into his ass, taking it in one long stroke, which I knew he liked.

“Tens,” he gasped. His scent flared and his arousal and pheromones filled the room.

“That’s my good boy,” I murmured in his ear as I nibbled on his earlobe. My kisses trailed along his jaw, his neck, his shoulders, loving and reassuring him, as I took him hard and fast.

Another scent hit my nostrils. Mint and sweetness. About time. I didn’t turn around. While she’d seen us together, she’d never walked in on us, and I was curious about what she’d do. But, I focused on Clark and the delicious sounds he made, especially after she said nothing.

“Come for me,” I growled, my hand wrapping around his cock, as I kept up my pace. “I’m going to come.” I stroked his hard cock as I took him harder, until I came.

“Tens,” he cried, as his own release shook his body.

I held him tight for a moment, still inside him. Gently, I removed myself from him, then turned him to me.

“You were amazing,” I whispered, continuing to embrace him. “You look so sexy in nothing but that hat.” Finally, I kissed him. “I’ll be right back.”

I went into the bathroom and washed my hands, getting a warm wet washcloth. Going back to him, I cleaned him up.

“Let me undo your hands.” I rubbed and kissed his arms and wrists, letting him know how much I loved and treasured him.

“While that was incredible, I think we have something else to deal with,” he whispered, eyes twinkling.

Curiosity as to what Gwen was up to shot through me. But I continued to focus on him.

“Did you enjoy the show, Firecracker?” I let go of him and turned around.

Gwen lay on Clark’s bed, propped up with pillows. She wore one of her little sundresses, even though it was December–and no panties. Arousal coursed through me.

She smirked. “So good. But honestly, next time I’d like to see both of you in only hats and boots. Mmmm.”

“Oh, yeah?” I said. It was more of a growl, than words. Her muscular legs were spread wide as she played with her pussy, my Cowboy hat on her head.

“I was reading this rodeo romance Verity gave me and there was this whole thing about wear the hat, ride the Cowboy. Is that true?” Her eyes met mine, as she removed her hand from her pussy and started licking her fingers.

“Oh, you can ride me anytime, no hat required, Sweetness.” Clark left my side and dove onto the bed with her. “Snack time.” Spreading her legs even further, he pounced on her pussy, devouring it.

“Clark,” she gasped. Her eyes stayed on mine.

I growled. “Clark, get her to the brink, but don’t let her come.”

Sassy little Cowgirls only got to come when told.

Gwen made a noise and smelled like she was close to coming, I strode over to the bed and smacked Clark’s ass.

“Don’t let her come,” I growled.

“Sorry.” Clark gave me a sheepish look, his face glistening with her juices.

“Please, I’m so close,” she pleaded, her hand going to her pussy. “Tesoruccio, let me come.”

“Don’t you dare, Precious,” I warned as I took off my shirt and put it across the chair with my pants.

“You’ll get to come soon. You look so cute in his hat.” Clark started kissing her.

Those two. Fuck me. He still wore his hat.

I got on the bed with them, leaning over her. Her lips leaned in to kiss me, like a flower looking for the sun. I gave her a kiss. I think I’d let her come all over my cock, as she rode me and took my knot like a good girl. “You have to ride me first, Firecracker. Given you're wearing my hat.”