Justin was quiet for a moment, with a faraway look in his eyes as he thought. “Good. Very good.Right. Like confirmation of something I already knew.” He paused. “I wonder if somehow without knowing it, we had already started a psychic bond a while ago. I’ll have to ask the Fox Institute people.”
“I’m happy to be bonded to you over and over again, any way we can be,” Scott said. Justin’s warm smile reassured Scott that his partner wasn’t too hung up on the issue.
“And your coyote?”
“Smug little bastard is so proud of himself he’s prancing around and gloating while reminding me we could have had this a long time ago if I’d just listened to him.”
“Smart coyote.” Justin kissed his nose. “Claim me.” Justin’s eyes were dark with desire. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“Turn over and give me that pretty ass.” Scott reached for the lube as Justin obliged, turning face down and spreading his thighs.
Scott slapped each cheek, just enough to make Justin buck and slide his legs farther apart.
“That’s a very good boy,” Scott growled. He was already getting hard again, so he knew it wouldn’t take long before he was good to go.
“So warm…so tight.” He lubed up his fingers and slipped into Justin’s crease, sliding up and down his taint until Justin whined impatiently. That made Scott chuckle as he teased Justin’s hole, first with one finger and then two.
“I’m ready.”
“No, you’re not. Not gonna hurt you. We’ve got all night.” Scott set up a rhythm, slowly opening Justin, knowing that the anticipation made the coming intrusion all the sweeter.
“Scott—”
“Almost ready,” Scott assured him, adding a third finger and working Justin open until he knew they could fuck without damage.
Scott removed his hand and shifted to be between Justin’s legs, raising his hips and then pressing forward, giving him his hard cock inch by inch.
“More,” Justin moaned.
“Oh, you’re going to take it all,” Scott promised. “Guaranteed.”
Justin wiggled his ass, trying to push Scott to enter him more quickly. Scott gripped his hips, ensuring that he controlled the speed of penetration.
“Take it slow. Good thingscometo those who wait,” Scott told him. Justin muttered something into the mattress, impatient.
Scott leaned forward over Justin’s torso and licked at his neck. Justin froze, and Scott pushed into him all the way.
“Mate,” Scott growled, lapping at the sensitive new bite. “Mine.”
Justin groaned and then came, shaking and clenching so tight around Scott’s cock that he followed him over the brinkseconds later. They collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, sticky, and sated.
When they were facing each other, Justin raised his hand to stroke Scott’s cheek. “Mate. Mine,” he echoed.
“Always.”
“I want to give you all of that, but it’s going to take a bit before I’m ready to go again,” Justin confessed. “Not a teenager anymore.”
“Thank heaven! I wouldn’t go through that age again, no matter how fast I could get it up,” Scott agreed.
For a while, they just touched and talked quietly about everything and nothing, basking in the quiet space without needing to be anywhere.
“Lie back,” Justin said after they stroked each other hard. “I need to stake my claim.”
Scott took his hand and placed it over his own heart. “You already have.” He rolled onto his back and spread his legs, offering himself to Justin. Justin’s eyes reflected love and lust as he opened Scott up and took him apart, tweaking his nipples, pumping his cock with his other hand, and driving him mad with hunger.
“Mate. Mine,” Justin murmured as he pressed into Scott, filling him up. He paused before he started to move, emphasizing the joining. He leaned forward and licked at the fresh bite he had made on Scott’s neck. “Marked.”
“Yours,” Scott promised, gasping as Justin began to thrust, driving them both over the brink together.
