"Fuck, baby, you are so beautiful. I could stare at you like this all day," he said, kissing Apollo's neck.
Apollo rose up on his knees and guided the tip of Lachlan's dick to his hole. Fuck, he was so ready, he barely met any resistance as he guided himself onto him. Lachlan gripped his hip and thrust in and out, always gentle, always considerate.
"Goddamn, you are so hot and tight," Lachlan whispered in his ear and whimpered when he was finally fully inside of him. "My perfect golden dragon, I'm so happy that you're mine."
Apollo turned his head so he could kiss him. Lachlan fucked his tongue slowly into his mouth, bringing Apollo down onto him in easy thrusts. It was teasing and so deep that Apollo feltlike something long walled up inside of him was finally coming down.
"I love you, Lachie. I love you so fucking much," he whispered against his mouth.
Lachlan cupped his cheek and kissed his nose, cheeks, and lips. "I love you too, baby."
The sweet moment passed, and Apollo began to move, needing to feel Lachlan fall apart inside of him. He had never fucked in front of a mirror, and a part of him was a little self-conscious about it. That disappeared with the burning hot way Lachlan stared at him over his shoulder.
"I love you like this," Lachlan said, his hand tracing over Apollo's chest and toying with his nipple. "I get to see your perfect ass bouncing on my cock." His hand stroked Apollo hard, and he bit down a startled cry. "And I get to see how much you love being fucked. Tell me what you need, Apollo."
"More, Lachie. Always, always more," he groaned.
"Need me to take charge, love? Is that what you're asking."
"Fuck yes, I do,"
Lachlan's expression in the mirror shifted, and he grabbed Apollo's hands and lifted them to his neck.
"You hang onto me right there, and don't you drop them either," Lachlan commanded, and a thrill ran through Apollo at the tone. His big hunky mate taking control did it for him almost as much as when he was being a sexy, sweet sub. He was the whole goddamn package.
Lachlan slid an arm under Apollo's and rested his hand at the base of his neck. His other hand moved down to his hips.
"Eyes on me, baby," he said, and Apollo complied because if Lachlan didn't move soon, he was going to explode. The heat in his expression made Apollo melt in all the ways. "There we go. Don't look away, golden boy."
Lachlan pulled Apollo up and down on his dick in slow, deep thrusts, watching every gasp and expression Apollo made. He found every spot inside of him that made him lose his mind, and then he picked up his pace. Apollo didn't think he could take the intensity or the intimacy, but he let Lachlan be in charge, and now he felt like he was being fucked right into his soul.
Lachlan's hand tightened a little around Apollo's throat, just enough to let him know it was there.
"Fuck, Apollo, I'm not going to last with you looking at me like that. I wanted to teach you a lesson for holding out on telling me that I was your mate, but I can't resist you," Lachlan panted, his breath hot on Apollo's neck.
"Pay...back…later," Apollo managed to gasp out. "Come for me, Lachlan, please. Oh, fuck. Don't touch my cock, or I'll explode, and I want to be in you..."
Lachlan slid his hand from Apollo's neck to his mouth and pressed two fingers inside of it. "Stop telling me what...to do."
Apollo only sucked on his fingers and rolled his hips in a slow circle.
"Fucking brat....fuck," Lachlan gasped. His teeth sank into Apollo's neck, and they both groaned when Lachlan came in deep shuddering gasps. He wrapped his arms around Apollo, hanging tight to him as his dick spasmed inside of him. "Goddamn, dragon. You're killing me."
Apollo turned his head and kissed Lachlan. "I haven't even begun to kill you."
"I don't understand. I thought the magic was to stop me from coming," Lachlan said, the sweetest look of confusion on his face.
"Did you? Oh, no, that's not what it does," Apollo replied with a sweet smile.
"Then what..."
"I'm not going to spoil the surprise, but I suggest you get your breath back."
Lachlan lay back on the bed and slipped free of Apollo, making them both whimper. He grabbed one of the cloths he had gotten from the bathroom and cleaned them up a little, but he was nowhere near done. He might enjoy some edging, but his dick was so hard that it was starting to hurt. He needed to claim his mate, and every part of him was finally done waiting.
Apollo stroked Lachlan's perfect chest hair and muscles. Lachlan made a happy, grumbly sound.
"My perfect mate, all relaxed," Apollo crooned, reaching for his oil again. He tipped some into his hand and lightly traced his fingers over Lachlan's spent cock. It twitched with the first touch, and Lachlan's eyes opened with alarm.
