Barely thinking, Cam flicked out his tongue to taste it.
Lachlan responded with a guttural moan. He hunched over, shoulders shaking as Cam’s tongue—long and smooth and slick—lapped a wet stripe up the underside of his cock. Encouraged by his reaction, Cam curled his tongue around Lachlan’s cockhead, discovering he could grip and squeeze with some precision. Lachlan gasped, now clutching Cam’s head with both hands, and rocked his hips forward into it.
Fuck, this thing’s dexterous,Cam observed hazily while his tongue met Lachlan’s increasingly frantic thrusts. He pulled away, accompanied by a frustrated whine from Lachlan, before slipping his tongue even lower.
‘Oh, god. Are you going to… ?’ Lachlan shivered, shuffling his legs wider to give him more room to explore. Cam tentatively lapped Lachlan’s balls with his tongue, laving them in a loose figure of eight until his thighs were trembling.
Lachlan curled around the top of his head, chest heaving with hard breaths. ‘God, Cam. Why haven’t we done this before?’
Cam agreed wholeheartedly with the sentiment. His mind flooded with ideas of how Lachlan could have pleasured him just as obscenely whenhe’dbeen the one under the curse.
Dipping lower still, Cam stretched his tongue to lap at Lachlan’s hole. He slid it back and forth, gliding against the whole expanse of sensitive skin between his legs and catching the underside of his sac on the way. A moan from above reassured him Lachlan was enjoying it, and the way it grew in volume when Cam applied even more pressure against his hole was exactly the permission he needed.
Gently, Cam pressed his tongue inside. Lachlan jerked, inadvertently tensing as he tried to push down on top of it. ‘Oh—! Fuck— Yes!’
Holy shit.
Cam had no idea how many inches he’d managed to get inside, but it felt like a fair few. He tried curling his tongue to hit the right nerve endings and was shocked when Lachlan all but shouted in response.
‘Fuck!Oh, fuckfuckfuck. Right there, Cam. Fuck…’
Cam looked forward to teasing him later about his foul language. But right now, every word that spilled out of his mouth sent a jolt of desire straight to Cam’s cock. Lachlan’s scent filled his whole world, along with the sound of his frenzied heartbeat thumping against Cam’s head. Cam writhed with need. He fucked Lachlan relentlessly with his tongue while his own cock strained to be touched.
His body seemed to know how to solve the situation. Cam’s tail coiled underneath him, wrapping itself tightly around his thick length. It brought the relief he was desperate for, squeezing in time with his thrusting tongue so that Lachlan’s indulgent moans also matched the tempo. He felt delirious, finally attaining the human connection he’d been craving.
It was beyond sex, beyond lust and animal instinct. It was Lachlan, heaving with guiltless pleasure; it was both of them, moving in unison and understanding. Even like this, even with such great distance forged between them, it was this act of bridging it, together.
Lachlan’s cock rubbed along Cam’s jaw, sliding in a trail of precum while his movements began to stutter. He clung onto Cam’s neck, gasping muffled words. ‘C-Cam… I’m going to…’
Cam drove his tongue deeper, seeking to rip the orgasm out of him. Lachlan gave a high-pitched cry, struggling to hold on as his knees gave out. Cam’s tail jerked frantically underwater, bringing him to the edge just as Lachlan began to tip over it. He felt the hot spurt of cum against his cheek and practically snarled with need as Lachlan’s body shook around him.
The sound Cam produced next was extremely animal, an unhinged wail from deep in his chest as he climaxed. His body bucked and shuddered, pouring his salty release into the cold water.
Both his tail and tongue slid free as his muscles relaxed. Lachlan collapsed on top of his head with arms draped loosely to the ground.
‘Mmmm,’ was all he said, and that was quite enough for Cam. He basked in Lachlan’s warmth, as close to a post-coital embrace as they were going to get.
Eventually, Lachlan slithered off. He cupped Cam’s face with his hands again. His smile was bashful—probably caught somewhere between disbelief and awe at what they’d just done. That was how Cam was feeling, at any rate.
‘I love you,’ Lachlan said softly, bumping noses with him. ‘Trust you, to work out a way to comfort me even at a time like this.’
Especially at a time like this.Cam trilled a tender note of affection and was pleased to see Lachlan’s smile widen.
‘We were a little loud, though.’ Lachlan muffled a small laugh. ‘We should probably be more careful. You know. Next time.’
The mischievous twinkle in his eyes lifted Cam’s spirits a mile high. He hoped Lachlan would sleep well tonight. He looked the happiest Cam had seen him all week.
In fact, Lachlan looked so at peace that he might fall asleep right there on the pier. Lachlan leaned into him, eyes going pleasantly drowsy. As tempted as Cam was to share the whole night with him, he knew that wasn’t a sensible decision. He puffed a satisfied breath into Lachlan’s chest and nudged him gently away.
‘I know.’ Lachlan exhaled, gathering himself. He fastened his trousers slowly, exuding reluctance at the prospect of leaving Cam again.
Tomorrow,Cam trilled. He felt lighter now, the weight of the loch no longer pressing in on him as it had all week. It made him hopeful, and determined to try harder to break his transformation slump. He wasn’t going to be trapped this way forever.
Chapter Eight
Lachlan watched the water even after Cam disappeared from sight, until the surface ripples flatlined completely and he was left staring at a blank mirror of the night sky. He remembered staring up at that sky from Cam’s perspective, counting stars beyond the undulating shell of water that defined his home. He felt oddly closer to Cam, knowing they shared that experience now, even if he wished it was something Cam didn’t have to endure.
At least Cam wasn’t nearly so alone as Lachlan had been. And if tonight’s deeds were anything to go by, Lachlan figured he himself had far less to complain about as well.
