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He came back to the bed. Crawled between Ryneth’s legs.

Ryneth couldn’t help but take him in. All of him. Daven’s skin was a map of ink and gold. Black lines curled over his collarbone and down his ribs, disappearing into the light hair that trailed toward his groin. Every time he breathed, the muscles in his stomach rippled, shifting the tattoos like a living thing.

Ryneth shuddered when Daven lifted his hand to his mouth and suckled down his index finger, lips closing around it slow. The same finger that had just been inside Ryneth.

Daven’s eyes stayed on his. “You really taste like you’re trying to pretend you hate this.”

Ryneth’s mouth parted in a silent gasp. His cock throbbed. His ass clenched.

Daven smiled like he felt it. “Good.” He leaned in, voice low. “Let Düren watch you take it.”

“You twisted fuck,” Ryneth moaned, but his lidded eyes darted from the view of his home planet back to where Daven lifted his hands. The rings on his fingers glinted. Those had been inside his mouth. Had played inside his hole.

Ryneth had to look away as he tried to control himself. Whenever he was close to Daven, there was this feeling. This humming. It drove him crazy. And right now, it made him weak. Aroused. Impatient for the other man to throw Ryneth’s legs back over his shoulder and guide the tip of his dick to Ryneth’s loosened hole.

“Good Light,” Ryneth panted when he felt the pressure at his hole. He looked down, to Daven’s veiny and very big dick. “That⁠—”

“Eyes up here, aethera,” Daven murmured, and when he did, those amber eyes absorbed him. They were large, pupil-swollen, and filled with an intensity Ryneth couldn’t place. “That’s it. Look at me. Look at me when you take it.”

Ryneth tried to swallow, but his throat was dry glass. He was trapped in the vacuum Daven had created, forced to take in the sight of the man’s power.

Daven’s mouth curved into a dark, slow smile. Then he pressed farther, breaching Ryneth’s hole and slowly filling him with his cock. Ryneth’s head fell back and he bared his throat, mouth falling open as he digested the intensity of the moment.

It hurt. But the air that held him felt good, a soft embrace around his limbs and hair. An embrace that tightened around his neck with every inch Daven entered him further.

“Good Light. F-fuck.” His palm opened but the air pressed too tight, preventing his static from coming out.

“No one here to save you now,” Daven murmured knowingly. He’d filled Ryneth entirely now. Then he gripped Ryneth’s hips and dug his fingers into his bone.

Ryneth’s scream came out muffled, nothing more than a choked sound vibrating in his throat. His eyes darted to the glass, to his home planet, then back to the man who hovered over him, blond and silver hair falling over his forehead as he fucked Ryneth. It was like his eyes glowed in the dark.

“It hurts,” he mewled.

“Good.” Daven thrust into him again, bottoming out until their pelvises slammed together. A halo of blue light erupted from the connection, crawling up Ryneth’s stomach.

Daven pulled back until he nearly slipped free, then drove back in, the oil and heat making a slick, slapping sound. Ryneth’s hole bucked against the intrusion, his body betraying him as it chased the rhythm. The air around Ryneth’s throat remained tight. It forced him into shallow gasps.

His body took it like it had been waiting. He couldn’t believe Daven fit.

“Everything you have,” Daven rumbled. “Every spark you’re hiding. Give it to me. Every time you withhold, I’ll take twice as much.”

Daven hiked Ryneth’s hips higher and pounded into him, hard and relentless. Ryneth’s head lolled. He mewled as Daven’s cock hammered his prostate, his own cock leaking against his stomach. Daven’s hand closed over his throat, adding the weight of his palm to the choke as he fucked him into the bed.

Ryneth was gone to it. He clawed at the air as the static built under his skin, the pressure in his teeth rising until it snapped free and hit Daven, only to ricochet back.

“That’s it, aethera. Yield. Come on, baby. Come for me.” Daven drove in hard, burying himself deep.

“F-fuck.” Ryneth’s body seized around him, muscles locking without permission.

The pressure climbed until his body gave in. Until white burst across his vision.

“Good Light…” Ryneth shrieked as his cock erupted, the release splattering against the silk in thick, white bursts. Daven followed, a snarl breaking from his lips as he buried himself to the hilt and flooded Ryneth with his heat.

As the light faded, the air-hold vanished.

Ryneth collapsed onto the bed. His breath came in sobbing gulps as the pressure around his throat finally released.

He was quiet.