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Fighting to clear his lust-addled brain, Gem did as directed, turning when Rusty took his arm and guided him to face the bedroom. Rusty’s pupils were blown-out, nearly overtaking the pale pink of his irises. He’d propped his glasses on his head, and the fur around his mouth was damp.

With a needy sound, Gem captured Rusty’s face and kissed him, licking into his mouth ravenously.

Rusty kissed him back, walking him backward until his legs hit the side table.

His ass knocked the condoms, lube, and buttplug to the floor.

He even toppled the lamp, but he didn’t care, too busy sucking on Rusty’s tongue.

He settled his weight on the side table, and Rusty hitched his knees around his hips.

His coarse jeans ground against Gem’s cock through the lace, and he mewled into Rusty’s mouth.

Nerves burning, skin on fire, Gem encircled Rusty with all his limbs, pressing them together from hips to chest. His head fell back as Rusty thrust against him, teeth scraping down his throat.

Two fingers with trimmed claws—a recent upgrade to Rusty’s manicure—pressed expectantly against Gem’s lips. “Open,” Rusty demanded, and Gem opened. They pushed inside forcefully, not stopping until they teased his throat, and Gem choked. Loudly .

Rusty snarled as he finger-fucked Gem’s mouth, and Gem moaned deliriously, grinding helplessly against Rusty’s hard jean-clad dick. When his fingers were soaked with spit, Rusty withdrew them and slid them under Gem’s panties, between his cheeks.

“Fuck yes,” Gem hissed, tilting his hips. “Finger-blast me. Make my ass your bitch.”

His lust-drunk brain thought it was sexy, but Rusty snorted a laugh. “Who says finger-blast?”

“Shut up and fuck me!” Gem growled, the sound choking off as Rusty pushed a spit-slicked finger into his ass, just shy of too rough. “Ahhh, shit!”

“You were saying?” Rusty said with a cocky grin. His tail was puffy and high with his arousal, but it swayed playfully. He was having fun with this, and Gem loved it.

This wasn’t the shy Pyclon who’d followed Gem’s lead in a kiss, or the man who’d cautiously taken Gem’s cock in his mouth.

This was someone who understood how to use desire to drive a partner mad, who knew every way to make a body sing, who knew the power he possessed and was finally free to wield it.

It was possibly the sexiest thing Gem had ever seen.

They kissed messily, all tongues and teeth as Rusty worked a second finger inside him, thrusting shallowly at first, then pushing deeper.

Gem rolled his hips, taking his fingers hungrily.

He mewled into Rusty’s mouth when a third finger joined the first two, and the Pyclon grinned against Gem’s lips.

“Want you to ride me,” Rusty panted, and Gem nodded.

“I’ll ride you. I’ll ride you so fucking good.” He pushed on Rusty’s chest, and the Pyclon stepped back, fingers falling away, leaving him bereft. “Bed. Back against the headboard. ”

Rusty clicked his tongue in reprimand, even as he followed the order, settling on the bed. “You just can’t help but be bossy.”

“I let you choose the activity. I’m just making it happen quicker,” Gem defended as he retrieved the spilled supplies.

He tossed the lube and condoms at the Pyclon, and Rusty caught them, setting them beside his leg.

Since Gem wanted to stretch himself the rest of the way on Rusty’s cock, he left the plug on the side table. “Now take off your fucking pants!”

With another snicker, Rusty shoved his jeans down his legs, kicking them off.

Gem admired his thick cock a moment, fur vibrating in anticipation as he climbed into his lap, straddling his thighs.

He set Rusty’s glasses back into place and wriggled closer, until their dicks met, separated only by lace.

Rusty yanked Gem down, hands on the back of his neck, and kissed him again.

Their tongues dueled, and Gem wrapped a hand around Rusty’s dick.

It was warm and stiff, skin soft and smooth.

The spines at the base flared when Gem brushed a thumb over them, and Rusty moaned.

Then Rusty dipped his hand inside Gem’s panties, captured his dick, and stroked, matching Gem’s tempo.

Jerking each other off, they panted into each other’s mouths, and Gem smiled.

“Can I ride your dick now?” Gem asked, already opening the first condom packet as he lubed several fingers.

Rusty nodded wordless as he thrust into Gem’s grip, but when Gem made to remove his panties, Rusty stopped him with a half-feral snarl. “Keep them on,” he ordered, eyes dark and ravenous.

Tonguing a fang, Gem smirked and used a hand to draw his panties to the side so he could lube his entrance. “Only if I can stretch myself on your cock.” Rusty hesitated, but before he could protest, Gem traced his parted lips with his tongue. “Please. ”

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” Rusty said, and Gem’s hearts squeezed. Sometimes, he was too adorable.

“Trust me, I’ll like it.” Gem licked Rusty’s lips again. “Not all pain is bad, baby.”

Clawed hands gripped his hips tightly as Gem gloved Rusty’s cock, then slathered it in lube.

Gem lifted onto his knees, pulling his panties farther to the side so he could notch Rusty’s cock on his rim.

All eight eyes locked with Rusty’s, Gem sat back, slowly enveloping the Pyclon’s cock.

Several small eyes rolled back into his head, and Rusty bared his canines in a silent snarl of pleasure.

Reaching between Gem’s legs, Rusty traced the rim of Gem’s asshole as it stretched around his dick. “Oh fuck,” he breathed, and Gem grinned smugly.

“Do I feel good, baby?” He took another inch with a moan. “Does my pussy feel so good?”

Rusty nodded wordlessly, head thunking against the headboard as he gritted his teeth, claws digging into Gem’s hip until he feared they’d break skin. Oh, but he wanted it. Gem wanted every mark and scar. Rusty had already carved himself into Gem’s soul; he wanted the physical evidence to prove it.

As Gem leisurely impaled himself, Rusty squeezed his eyes shut, moaning brokenly, and Gem memorized every sound, every pained expression of pleasure on his Mammylion face. He never wanted to forget.

The stretch was exquisite, and he whimpered as he reached Rusty’s base, rocking in his lap to work the spines inside. Rusty was growling now, a constant thrum between them, and Gem sighed as he finally settled on his furry thighs, his majestic cock fully inside him .

“I knew you’d be perfect,” Gem said as his head fell back. “Knew you’d feel so good.”

Rusty massaged the place they were joined, and Gem hummed in pleasure as he rocked in his lap, unrushed and easy. Rusty’s hand smoothed over Gem’s taint, rubbing the tangled lace against the slight swell of his internal sacs, and pleasure rushed through his veins, lighting up his nerve-endings.

“Such a pretty thing,” Rusty said as he cupped Gem’s cock through his panties. “So pretty I almost don’t want to ruin it.”

“Ruin it,” Gem begged as he rolled his hips harder. “Ruin me.”

A sharp claw hooked under the delicate waistband at Gem’s hip.

Fabric caught, then ripped, and Gem cried out in both dismay and desire as the panties fell away on one side, held in place by the other strap.

While Gem mourned the pretty lace, he was happy for the freedom it offered, and he leaned back on his lower hands, propped on Rusty’s knees so he could fuck down on Rusty’s cock harder.

As smoothly as he could, Gem changed his position so he could hook his ankles behind Rusty’s ass under his tail.

Sitting up higher, Rusty thrust up, and Gem met every one with a cry of pleasure.

They moved together as the heat and sweat built between them, and Gem ran the hands not supporting his weight through Rusty’s fur.

“Fuck, Gem, you feel—” Rusty choked off with a snarl, and Gem nodded.

“I know. Gods, it shouldn’t be this good. Nothing legal should ever feel this good,” he said with a breathy laugh.

His orgasm was there, on the peripheral, lapping at the edges, but it was still far off.

Rusty however was vibrating with a mix of a purr and a growl, cursing in Pyclese as he thrust harder into Gem’s body.

Gem could feel his pleasure crest in the tremor of his limbs and the desperate noises scraping up his throat.

“Oh shit, Gem,” Rusty warned, eyes pinching shut.

“That’s right, baby,” Gem encouraged, leaning back farther, letting Rusty fuck him deeper. “Give it to me. Fuck my pussy, just like that. Come on, ashari. Come inside me.”

Three thrusts later, and Rusty howled with his orgasm, thrusting a shallow, choppy rhythm as he came into the condom, and Gem smiled in satisfaction.

He pet Rusty’s sweat-damp fur, rolling his hips to prolong his pleasure as his cock kicked inside him.

His forehead landed on Gem’s chest as his lungs heaved, and Gem held him close.

“Well done, love. Excellent job.” He kissed Rusty’s furry cheek, then his jaw, then his mouth.

“Sorry,” Rusty panted, and Gem smiled.

“Only be sorry if you’re planning on stopping.”

With a chuffed laugh, Rusty shook his head. “Not stopping until you scream my name.”

“Fuck yes.”

Obeying the push to his chest, Gem dismounted and fell back on the bed.

Rusty removed the condom and tied it off, dropping it in the trash beside the bed before he ripped what remained of Gem’s lace panties off completely.

Then he crawled over Gem and kissed him.

They made out for a while, Rusty’s hand jerking his dick.

Then he blazed kissed down Gem’s chest, followed by his claws carving bleached marks into his skin.

Gem threw an arm over his forehead as Rusty peeled his prehensiles back from his core, sucking on the thick tendrils each in turn before he used one of Gem’s hands to flatten them down.

Pushing the plug Gem hadn’t seen him grab into his still loose ass, Rusty swallowed the core of his cock and sucked slowly back up.

Nearly sobbing, Gem massaged Rusty’s shoulders and back as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure of his mouth and tongue.

And that thick plug, filling him up deliciously.

Rusty fucked him with it as he blew him with the technique of the professional he’d been, and Gem lost himself to the ecstasy.

Babbling in Arakni, Gem rode the waves of pleasure Rusty stoked in his body until they grew and crested. Time lost meaning, and Gem swore his soul literally left his body and flew through space, passing the stars Rusty had painted in the night sky all those weeks ago.

His orgasm hovered, nearly within reach, and he begged. He bargained. He pleaded. For what, he wasn’t sure. He just needed more. He needed harder and rougher and more .

And Rusty gave it to him.

Practically bending him in half, Rusty slammed his cock back inside him and fucked him within an inch of his life. Someone was screaming. Probably him. And Rusty was snarling into his neck.

He said, “No one gets to fuck you like this. You hear me, Gem?”

“Just you,” Gem cried. “No one but you.”

He said, “This ass is mine. You’re fucking mine.”

“Yours. Only yours,” Gem sobbed.

He said, “Good girl. Now come with my cock in your pussy.”

Then he sank his canines into Gem’s shoulder, and Gem shattered apart.

His orgasm was sharp and brilliant and bright.

Rusty continued to fuck him through it, pushing him past the point of physical pleasure.

He swore he passed into the afterlife and communed with the Mother Deity Herself.

She was a beautiful cow, of course, and when She touched Her hoof to his chest, he shot through dimensions, landing with a crash back inside his body.

Someone was purring, deep and lovely, and a rough tongue lapped at his sore shoulder.

He was covered in cum and pheromones, and his ass was going to hurt in the morning, but he’d never been more content.

His arms were full of a furry, squishy body that smelled of spices and smoke and wild musk, and he sighed in pure joy.

“Don’t let me go,” Rusty was whispering into Gem’s neck. “Please, caryd, don’t let me go.”

If Gem had his way, he’d keep Rusty forever, so he tightened his limbs around the man he feared he was falling in love with—deities, who was he even kidding? He’d already fallen, hadn’t he? Tripped head over ass before Rusty had even kissed him for the first time.

Judging from the way Rusty clung to him, from the throb in his neck where Rusty had marked him, maybe Rusty was falling too. Maybe he already had. He’d called Gem his, and Gem wanted that more than anything. He wanted Rusty to keep him forever and for always.

So he said, “I’ve got you. Just stay.”

Rusty purred and said, “I’m not going anywhere.”

And Gem thought, “Wow, so this is what it’s like.”