Makai was thorough and ever so gentle when he made sure Emil’s body was ready. Makai had once told him that being big all over wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Emil had told him there was nothing wrong with being proportionate all over and gotten a swat on his ass for that.
“I’m ready, come on,” Emil finally whined, when it all started to get too much in a slightly wrong way. “I just want you, okay?”
Makai slicked himself up and finally pushed inside Emil.
The initial stretch was awkward, alien, and not good at all. Emil was about to tell Makai to stop moving, but Makai had already read his expression and was pulling away.
“No, not completely,” Emil hastened to say, and Makai froze.
Once Emil’s body started to accept what his mind seemed to crave, Makai slid in a couple of more inches without much effort at all. It took patience, time, and more lube for it to feel even remotely effortless.
“Hey,” Emil said when they were starting to get into a rhythm that actually felt good to him. When Makai looked at him, he grinned. “At least neither of us is freaking out?”
Makai chuckled. “Thereisthat.”
And then the magical romance novel thing happened, and Makai randomly thrust in an angle that made his cock bump against Emil’s prostate, and he let out an alien, whiney sound. “Holy fuck, dothatagain,” he panted.
Makai adjusted their position, and quickly managed to find an angle and rhythm that worked for both of them.
Emil’s cock was hard and leaking against his stomach, and the tension inside him started to rise with every thrust of Makai’s hips.
“I’m getting close,” Makai ground out between his teeth and swiped sweat off his forehead. He didn’t realize how much restraint it was taking him to make sure this was good for Emil. “Come on, sweetheart, I want to feel you come with me inside.”
Emil’s cock jerked, and he couldn’t wait anymore. He wrapped his fingers around his own dick and it took only a few pulls for him to start coming, clenching around Makai’s cock.
Makai let out an almost animal sound and came, before collapsing right next to him. Emil wrinkled his nose when he felt the come trickle out. Apparently he wasn’t much of the afterglow type if things got messy.
“I think I want the condom next time. Just for the mess,” he murmured, sounding awfully like a petulant teenager. At least it was directed at himself, damn it.
Makai chuckled. “Okay, whatever you say. I’ll get up soon, and then we’ll clean up. Give me a few minutes first.”
They lay there, Makai’s arm and leg over Emil’s, just breathing together with the scent of sex enveloping them.
“It was good,” Emil said after a while. “Like, really, really good.”
“After the beginning, yeah.”
“We got to practice a lot.” Emil smirked at Makai. “You know, to get better.”
Makai laughed tiredly, then pushed himself up to give Emil a kiss. “Come on, let’s clean up and change the sheets, then we can let the cats in and cuddle.”
Suddenly it hit Emil. “Wait, I… I actually jerked myself off,” he blurted out, eyes widening.
Makai looked a bit smug. “That you did.”
“You’re sneaky.” Emil couldn’t help but to smile.
As they cleaned up, he thought about how easily Makai read him now and how well he manipulated the situation in harmless ways to make Emil forget the issues he had. He never pushed, he didn’t even tell Emil to touch himself during sex just in case it would backfire somehow. He’d overwhelmed Emil in the best possible way, and then his body had taken over and his mind had quieted, making it possible for him to enjoy sex like he never had before.
“Hey,” he said when they finally were under clean sheets with the cats curled up at their feet. “Thank you.”
“For what?” Makai looked confused in the dim light.
“For understanding me and helping me out with whatever might pop out of my head.”
“You do the same for me, Emil. I think that’s what we’re supposed to do for each other anyway.”
“In any case, thank you. I love you.” Emil burrowed closer to Makai, right under his arm with his hand over the scar on Makai’s chest.
