“Bedroom.”
Rusty shook his head, rubbing their cocks together. “Too far away.”
Gem bared his fangs in frustration. “Coffee table drawer. Check—”
“Little busy,” Rusty grunted as he quickened his tempo, pleasure singing through his veins and lighting up his nerves. “I’ll just make you come like this.”
“Might take too long. I can’t always—’cause it can take a while, and I—oh my gods.” Two of Gem’s hands grasped at Rusty’s hips, encouraging his rhythm, pulling him down to add even more pressure. “Fuck, that feels good.”
Well, if it felt good, then Rusty wouldn’t stop. As they moved together, sweat collected between them, and Rusty panted into Gem’s neck as the Araknis’s fur began to vibrate, a constant thrum of pleasure as he moaned brokenly up at the ceiling.
“Wait, wait,” Gem said breathlessly, pushing against Rusty’s chest, and Rusty lifted off him immediately.
“You okay?” Rusty asked, and Gem nodded as he reached between them to grab hold of Rusty’s dick.
He shifted them until he was sitting up straighter with Rusty between his legs. Angling Rusty’s dick to lie parallel to his, Gem removed the hand keeping his prehensiles contained, freeing them. The wriggling appendages immediately sprang forward, wrapping around both Gem and Rusty’s cocks.
They moaned as the coiling prehensiles tightened around them, and Gem fisted a hand in Rusty’s chest fur, tugging him in until their mouths melded once more. Two hands worked their dicks encased in his prehensiles, and Rusty whined pathetically into Gem’s mouth as pleasure built in his stomach again.
Gem’s natural lubricant made everything warm and sticky, and Rusty rolled his hips as much as he could to rub their dicks together inside the protective sheath. Breaking apart, Gem kept them close, mouths nearly meeting, air panting hot and wet in the slim space between them.
“Oh shit,” Rusty choked out, gritting his teeth to fight his second orgasm. “Gem, you gotta come. I can’t—fuck, you need to come.”
“Almost. Baby, hold on. I’m so close.”
But Rusty couldn’t hold on. He hadn’t had sex in over two years, and apparently, his stamina had taken a hit. Plus, Gem’s pleasure was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He was moaning, his face twisted in pleasure, fangs bared, long and dangerous. And Rusty couldn’t fight it; he couldn’t stop it.
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he bit out a moment before he shattered apart again, his cum leaking out from between Gem’s prehensiles, slicking Gem’s hands even more. His paws latched onto Gem’s thighs as he rode out the orgasm, claws digging in, and Gem whimpered, never slowing his rhythm on their dicks. It was too much, and Rusty hissed from over-stimulation but didn’t push Gem away.
Frustration furrowed Gem’s brow as he clenched his teeth, eyes pinched shut. He growled wordlessly, tempo faltering, and Rusty took the moment to pull his dick free from Gem’s grasp. Those barbed prehensiles fought to keep him trapped, but he managed to slip his dick out.
“Don’t go,” Gem cried, nearly yanking out handfuls of fur as he seized hold of him, as if he genuinely believed Rusty would up and leave him the moment he was done nutting.
“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere, caryd.” Rusty cradled Gem’s face and kissed his cheek and nose. “What do you need? Gem, sweetheart, what do you need?”
“Fuck me,” Gem pleaded against Rusty’s mouth. “I need you to fuck me. Please.”
Rusty couldn’t. His dick would soften soon, and even if he grabbed a condom, Gem wasn’t prepped. “I can’t. You know I can’t.”
But Gem was too far gone for reason. He grabbed Rusty’s hand and put it between his legs, and Rusty had to exert actual force to break Gem’s tightgrip on his wrist. The last thing he’d do was put his untrimmed clawed fingers inside Gem’s body.
“I need you inside me,” Gem said desperately, and Rusty nodded.
“Okay. Easy. Just let me—” Hurriedly, Rusty yanked the drawer of the coffee table open and rummaged around inside. He shoved aside the remote and several coasters until his fingers found a small packet. Yanking it out, he chuffed a laugh. Of course, Gem would have glow-in-the-dark condoms.
“Rus, please.” Gem was practically sobbing now, and Rusty quickly gloved his still-hard dick. Then he pushed Gem’s legs up, tilting his hips, and Gem folded in immediately, moaning with relief, hand a blur on his dick. Rusty guided his cock to Gem’s ass and pressed it against his rim.
“Fuck, yes,” Gem breathed out like a sigh.
Using his own spit and the lube on the condom to slick the way, he pushed forward until just the tip of his cock popped past Gem’s ring, and they both gasped. Rusty hadn’t been inside anyone in so long, and Gem was warm and perfect. Sure, his cock was practically weeping from over-sensitivity, but it still felt incredible, and Rusty wanted to give Gem what he needed.
Well, he wouldn’t dare push deeper, regardless of how much Gem begged. Even flagging, his cock wasn’t the smallest, and he didn’t want to hurt the nearly delirious Araknis. But the next time? Oh, the next time, he’d eat Gem out until he screamed, then he’d sink all the way inside and fuck him until the man couldn’t think, let alone speak.
For now, though, Rusty settled on his heels, head of his cock notched inside as he gripped the back of Gem’s thighs. “Feel me, Gem?” he asked hoarsely, and Gem nodded, eyes wide and staring up at the ceiling without seeing. “Feel my dick inside you?”
As his body started to shake, Gem nodded again, mouth open and gasping.
“I want you to come, okay? Can you do that for me, Gemae?” Rusty nuzzled Gem’s thigh, licking at his salty skin. “That’s it. Come on, beautiful. You can do it.”
