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“No, no, I wish to do this correctly,” Khoth told him.

Jace wondered what he meant by that. He knew it had to be related to something bad that had happened to Khoth likely by Typhon. Had he gone too fast? Pressured Khoth into penetrative sex before he was ready? Satisfied himself at the expense of Khoth?

Jace squeezed Khoth’s hand in his. “You are doing it correctly. You wanting to be with me--you being excited--is exactly right, Khoth. I promise.”

Khoth leaned down again and kissed their joined hands and then the top of Jace’s spine. Jace had never thought of that as an erogenous zone, but it was a sensitive place. A place where harm could be inflicted. But, of course, Khoth treated it as a treasured spot to be protected.

“I promised you a massage not sex,” Khoth explained. “It is just harder than I thought. You are… everything about you excites me.”

Jace’s cock jerked in happiness at that response. “Ah, the feeling is mutual.”

“There is something about your skin and the taste of you and the vibration of your heart and breathing…” Khoth shook himself. There should have been the clack of selchitte, but there was only the silky sounds of hair moving over Khoth’s shirt. It clearly brought up some thoughts for Khoth. “I have nothing to offer you but myself. No family. No accolades. No--”

“You’re more than enough. You’re… everything. Trust me,” Jace said, his chest tightening at Khoth’s words. “And don’t think that as a human I have lower standards or something. I don’t. I have really high standards and you meet them.”

Jace had used a lighter tone, but the words he spoke were true. Khoth took them as such. His thumb ran over the back of their clasped hands.

“I will be whatever you need,” Khoth promised, but it sounded more than that. More like a vow.

It is, the Osiris murmured, but said nothing more.

“I just need you to be… you,” Jace told him.

Khoth kissed their joined hands again before he unthreaded their fingers and laid Jace’s arm down on the bed, helping Jace tuck it underneath the pillow that he rested his head on. Khoth’s hands framed Jace’s waist. His thumbs slid beneath the waistband of Jace’s pants. Jace drew in a deep breath as those digits just lightly caressed the tops of his ass. His cock thrummed.

Slowly, Khoth moved his hands up Jace’s back. He kissed Jace’s spine as he did so. His hot breath gushed over Jace’s skin. That electrical sensation went through Jace. It was like every cell in his body was responding to Khoth’s touch. He arched up into that touch and those kisses.

Khoth controlled his body’s movements. He ran those powerful hands all the way to Jace’s shoulders and then down his arms, squeezing and massaging, as he went. He linked their hands together under the pillow. Khoth’s whole body covered Jace’s. He pushed up against Khoth’s chest, loving the heavily muscled form, how it curled around him, how protective it felt.

Jace turned in Khoth’s arms, unable to bear not kissing that mouth with his own. Khoth allowed him to do it. Khoth’s arms slid around his back while Jace’s went around Khoth’s neck. Their mouths met and fused. That tingling sensation filled his mouth as their tongues tangled against one another.

Khoth showed him what to do with his teeth and lips, taught him how to angle his head, and demonstrated how the roof of his mouth was an erogenous zone. Jace thought Khoth a brilliant teacher. Kissing had never been so exciting. So arousing. There was no messy clack of teeth or drool either.

Khoth’s hands squeezed his back all the way down to his waist. Those hands slid around his waist and up his chest. They barely brushed the waistband of his pants, but Jace’s cock throbbed and pressed against the fronts of his pants. He brought Jace’s groin against his own. Jace’s legs opened and Khoth rested his bigger body between Jace’s thighs. Jace’s cock jerked in his pants. Khoth began to rock their pelvises together.

Jace shook. He had exchanged sloppy kisses with Sammi and gotten himself off plenty of times, though perhaps not as many as other young men his age. Pain killed the libido.

But this was nothing like anything he had done to himself. He felt like he was an electric wire. His body zapped and spit and hissed with energy. His fingers threaded through Khoth’s amazing hair. It was so soft and strong. All he wanted to do was bury his face into it. But he was too busy kissing Khoth or Khoth was kissing him or they were kissing each other. It felt rather like they were devouring one another, stealing one another’s hair, and needed each other’s lips to live.

The answering bulge in Khoth’s pants was thrilling. It ran along his own. He curled his right leg around Khoth’s thighs to hold him near. Khoth chuckled into his mouth.

“Eager,” Khoth breathed. “I will give you the release you need.”

“Promises, promises,” Jace managed to say. “My body’s on fire.”

“Yes, let the fire rage.”

Khoth nipped his lower lip. Jace chased that teasing mouth until he had Khoth’s lips against his fully again. The taste of the Thaf’ell was delicious. He had never felt that about Sammi’s saliva or his own. But there was something addictive about Khoth’s. He felt giddy with it. But that could have been the endorphins that were flooding his body. Everything felt good. Everything. And it was Khoth. So he was safe completely.

Khoth rocked against him. Jace’s fingers dug into Khoth’s back as his balls tingled and heat ran up his length. He knew he should undo his button and zipper. He was going to cum. He was going to make a mess. But that felt like a step beyond where Khoth wanted to go yet.

So messy pants it is!

Jace nearly laughed out loud at this. But then his mind was flooded with pleasure as his cock jerked and his balls drew tight to his body. Khoth ground his groin against Jace’s. A final trill ran through him. He clutched at Khoth. The Thaf’ell wound his arms around Jace tightly.

His orgasm rolled through him. His hips jerked almost helplessly against Khoth’s. Khoth held him. Kept him safe. His mind seemed to short out and he went limp in the Thaf’ell’s arms. He breathed his cry of completion into Khoth’s mouth.

He felt the moment that Khoth came. Khoth’s body pressed down against his. Through cracked eyelids, Jace saw that a deeper blue had flooded Khoth’s cheeks and his eyes burned like gas flames. Jace closed his own even as he felt himself burning without pain in those eyes.