“I imagined your fingers inside me, and your mouth on my cock.”
Gem added pressure to his perineum, and the barbed prehensiles sprang away on reflex. He used yet another hand to hold them down so the glossy core of his dick was bared. It was slim and bullet-shaped, and the same color as the swirls on his skin. And gods, it was just so pretty.
Rusty must have said that aloud because Gem’s smile widened further. “You think I’m pretty?”
“Yes,” Rusty rasped out, kissing the inside of Gem’s knee.
“You think my cock is pretty?” he asked, loosely stroking the sensitive length.
“Yes,” Rusty answered again.
“And my pussy?” Gem rolled his hips, fingers thrusting deeper now. “Do you think my pussy’s pretty?”
With a chuckle, Rusty grazed his teeth over the skin above his leg fur. “Yeah, Gem, your pussy is pretty.”
Gem grinned gleefully, like he was excited Rusty was playing along. “Do you wanna fuck my pretty pussy?”
“Maybe,” Rusty murmured into Gem’s skin.
“Do you want to taste my pretty pussy?”
“Depends,” Rusty glided a hand up Gem’s thigh, claws biting.
Gem’s chest hitched. “On what?”
“On if you’ve been good,” Rusty said teasingly, digging the tip of one claw into the thin flesh where Gem’s leg met his hip. “Only good girls get their pussy’s eaten.”
“Oh fuck, that’s hot,” Gem choked out, his hand quickening on his dick. “I didn’t think you’d be into dirty talk. Please keep going. You’re doing great.”
Honestly, Rusty wasn’t into dirty talk. He didn’t usually know what to say in general conversation, let alone when he was actively trying to be sexy. But he didn’t mind following Gem’s lead, especially if it made the Araknis gasp like that.
So he said, “I’ll let you ride my face if you ask nicely.”
“You’re such a bitch,” Gem laughed breathily. “But I’m into it. I like a good power struggle.”
Rusty barked a laugh, dragging one claw from the joint of Gem’s hip to the tip of one flattened prehensile, held captive by gray fingers. It reacted to his claw, instinctively curling around the keratin, the tips of a barb peeking out. “Why does that not surprise me at all?”
“Don’t psychoanalyze me when you’re supposed to be talking dirty,” Gem snapped, head tilting up with a glare.
Since he was currently jacking off and fucking himself on his own fingers, his glower lacked the intended heat. Rusty grinned, holding eye contact as he sank his teeth into Gem’s thigh again, higher this time.
“Fuck!” Gem cried out, leg shaking in Rusty’s hold. “Don’t stop doing that.”
“I thought you wanted me to talk dirty?” Rusty said with a languid lick over the bite mark.
“Maybe I should shove my dick in your mouth so you can’t talk at all,” Gem practically snarled, and Rusty laughed again.
Surging forward, Rusty grabbed the back of Gem’s head and held him steady as he kissed him hard, tongue pushing past his lips roughly. Gem mewled, and an arm banded across his back to keep them pressed together. He released the core of his dick to rub it against Rusty’s belly as the fingers in his ass pulled free to grip Rusty’s hips.
“I thought of you in your bikini. The first time. I thought of how you looked in the water, wet and beautiful,” Rusty said gruffly against Gem’s mouth, and Gem groaned. “I thought of you in the moonlight, staring up at the stars as you spoke about magic. I thought of the way you say my name. And I came all over my hand, wishing it was yours.”
His dick was hardening again, sliding against Gem’s, and they both moaned. Gem was grinding against him in earnest now, dicks trapped between their bodies, five of his six hands holding Rusty close and tangling in his fur. Rusty moved in tempo with Gem’s thrusts, and the Araknis threw his head back, releasing another eerie warble of pleasure.
“You gonna come, Gemae?” Rusty huffed out, but Gem shook his head.
“Need you to fuck me,” he said, capturing Rusty’s face and kissing him messily. “Put your dick inside me now.”
“Don’t have condoms.”
