That's hardly a deterrent. [ He's grinning and slowly trials his hands down Hank's thighs. ] Always havin' you naked.
[ Just to be cheeky, he gently lifts his hips up and starts to slowly peel off Hank's boxers. He gets them over his feet and tosses them to the side and settles back down on his pelvis, rutting into him properly. ]
I think you should fuck me from this angle. [ Gavin, werewolf power bottom. He's too strong!! ]
[ Hank smiles, keeping a close eye on Gavin's hands as he slides his boxers off. Fuck, he's got nice hands. Getting to feel all that skin on him at last is wonderful. ]
Yeah, I think I can do that.
[ Hank grins. Fuck!! He's so lucky. He loves Gavin so much. And he's more than happy to let him do what he wants -- he's not some backwards alpha, jeez. ]
[ Kamski's have always had talented hands. Speaking off, sorry for the eventual boner Eli.
He leans down easily and presses a sweet kiss on his lips. Then reaches for the bottle of lube, trailing kisses along Hank's jaw and neck for a moment. He murmurs into his skin. ]
[ You are getting such a talking to, Ezra. Hank's not worried though, he's only got eyes for Gavin and he's kissing him back and already humming as Gavin trails those kisses down. ]
Nah, you're all set for me, aren'tcha?
[ He slips a hand down further, giving Gavin's ass a squeeze and dragging a finger closer to his entrance. ]
[ He straightens up and shivers as Hank's warm fingers tease. ]
Just for you. [ He opens the lube and puts some in his hands, warning it up between his fingers before reaching down to start prepping himself. Feel free to join him, Hank. ] Haven't been able to stop thinking of how you felt...
[ Hank purrs softly, possessive and happy as Gavin agrees—just for him. Only his. Being mated feels pretty damn good. ]
You liked it that much, huh?
[ He doesn't say "you like me that much?" but he almost doesn't have to. He knows now. Gavin loves him. Fuck, that's something else. Hank's fingers join Gavin's, his other hand reaching out for the lube. Look, if they plan on doing this a lot, Hank plans on taking care of him. ]
[ He just nods and purrs, handing Hank the bottle. Yes, please literally claim his ass. ]
Yeah. Never felt so good before.
[ He isn't sure if it's the werewolf stuff, the fact that it's Hank or just the fact it was sex with someone he actually loved and trusted but... holy shit.
He starts working a finger inside himself. Shouldn't take long, it's barely been twelve hours since the last time they did it... insatiable idiots. ]
[ Fuck, watching Gavin work himself open just for him is really doing it for Hank. That's... wow. ]
You're gonna feel like that a lot more if I can help it.
[ Yeah, Hank is going to take good care of his pack, starting with his beta and his mate. He reaches around and gets some lube on his fingers, then joins his hand with Gavin's and works him up to another finger just like that. I mean, it's fine, Gavin should be plenty loose after last night. ]
[ He gasps, tilting his head back a little and fluttering his eyes closed. Fuck, it's so easy after last night... just that knowledge starts to get him hard. ]
P-Please.
[ It's like he's experiencing everything for the first time again, really. It's amazing. He whines a little as they keep working him open again. ]
[ Well, begging is definitely the way to get Hank's attention. He's getting hard from just watching and listening to Gavin, but getting to feel him open up so easily is helping a lot, too. ]
God, you're so fucking perfect.
[ Hank stretches him slowly, pressing against Gavin's fingers and curling up inside him. Christ, his mate is wonderful. ]
[ Hank's the only one he'd ever beg for, that's for sure. Kamski's don't beg.
He manages a hoarse little snicker though, opening his eyes and looking down at him. ]
Could say the same about you.
[ He notices you're getting hard too, big guy. Gavin reaches down with his free hand to start working at his dick. Fuck, he wants to be filled to the brim with him right now...! So impatient. He whines a little. ]
[ Kamskis don't beg except when they wanna get fucked, huh? Good to know. Hank moans as soon as Gavin's hand is on him—even a light touch and he's done for. He'll even lift his hips a bit to get more of his touch. ]
I wanna fuck you so bad. You're body's begging for it, ain't it?
[ He keeps pressing into Gavin, sliding in and out. Hank's body is pretty close to begging for it too. It's just really damn hot to know he wants him this bad. It's definitely mutual. ]
[ Absolutely. He just lets out a soft rumble at his reactions, the sound of his voice, his far too talented fingers. ]
Yeah... [ He whines, his hand dropping to let Hank just have his way. Gavin's thighs are already starting to tremble. ] Like I was made for you to fuck me.
[ Hank growls, adding a second finger as Gavin slides his out. He's loose and pliant and he really does feel like he was made for this, like their bodies couldn't fit together any better. It makes sense, if Hank were in the mind for sense. They're bonded by their curse and their skin and their blood, bodies humming and singing in tandem. Hank rolls his hips up against Gavin with a grin. Sex has never felt this good. ]
[ The hum of their bodies together could only be something more than human. He feels him, so deep in his chest, like Hank's heart beats alongside his own.
A flush rolls down from his cheeks to his clavicles and he keens softly. ]
I love you too. [ He reaches back and gently takes Hank's hand. ] I'm ready, please. Fuck me.
[ He doesn't need to be told twice. Hank's sure Gavin can take him after last night, and he's already hard from it all, so that's certainly not a concern. It's like he doesn't need Gavin to touch the mark to know exactly how he feels and how much he wants this. Hank just knows, and that same desire is echoed in himself too. ]
You did say please. [ Hank smirks. He grabs Gavin by the hips and maneuvers him easily onto his cock, lining him up with that alpha strength of his. A shudder runs through him, followed by a deep, guttural groan. Fuck. ]
[ He still touches at it anyway, with the finger still slick with lube. Gavin snickers. ] Wasn't raised in a barn.
[ But any other quips are quickly silenced as he's easily manhandled and fuck, just that alone gets him even harder. His gasp as he slides onto Hank's dick is quickly silenced as he chokes on his own breath, a faint little creak of a sound coming out of his throat. As he settles there, filled to the brim and flush with Hank's hips, he trembles. ]
Fuck, Hank. [ He's already achingly close to hitting his prostate and he's gonna die. ]
[ Hank keens as the pleasure slams through him -- he thought he could feel Gavin before, but the second Gavin touches that mark it turns the intensity up by a mile. Hank grips Gavin and grunts, breathy and harsh as he works him down against his cock and lifts him gently, then lowers him back down, looking to his his prostate just right. It's all so much, the heat and warmth and perfection of having Gavin around him like this is enough to make him a little dizzy. ]
Gav-- [ Hank's eyes flash gold as he bites his lip. No, that's not right, is it? ] Ezra. Holy fuck.
[ Something about real names with things like this, a wave of lust and love hits him square in the chest. Gavin cries out with a moan as he hits that spot, biting the inside of his cheek hard.
When he opens his eyes, they're glowing like soft yellow embers. His nails start to turn to claws and he presses against his mark again, drawing little pinpricks of blood. ]
Mate. [ He clenches himself around Hank's cock, rolling his hips. ]
[ The primal part of him knows Gavin is always Ezra, knows that deep down, in his truest form, he's still his. The scent of his blood and the glow of his eyes make Hank lick his lips, lightheaded and overwhelmed and god it feels so fucking good. ]
Mine.
[ Hank gasps at the clench with an animalistic whine. Nothing could feel better than this, nothing could ever feel or taste or smell more perfect than his mate. Hank lifts him again, slamming him back down on his dick. Christ, they are never leaving the house at this rate and Hank could not even begin to care. ]
[ He grins hungrily at getting him to whine... yes. God, you're making his beta instincts too powerful by always submitting to him so easily. It's a good thing neither of them have any delusions of werewolf grandeur or anything. Just... want to have sex and be sappy.
Gavin cries out as he hits it again, flinging his head back and dropping his hands to rest on Hank's hips. He's already throbbing from head to toe, but he doesn't want it to end. (Sorry Eli.) ]
[ Yeah, Hank is pretty beta for an alpha. He's more than happy to let Gavin claw and claim him. He doesn't care about however it's supposed to be. He loves Gavin. He'll take care of him. ]
All mine, Ezra.
[ Hank lifts him up slams him back down, slower and harder this time. Poor Eli, he's got it rough. Hank has no intention of stopping, it's too damn good to stop. ]
[ Gavin does like to top from the bottom, that's for sure. Or he just has Hank wrapped around his little finger.
He moans again, whimpering at the slowness. Fuck, it's perfect. He rolls his hips and presses his thumbs into Hank's hips, claws harsh against skin. He lifts himself up and then down, starting to pick up the pace. ]
[ Gavin's claws are perfect—the pain only heightens the building pleasure from Gavin's weight and movement against him. He's just hot to look at, and Hank can't help but moan as they speed up and grow increasingly desperate with each breath. ]
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I'm gonna run outta clothes if we keep tearing 'em apart.
[ Though that isn't a no. Hank totally thinks it's hot. He'll let Gavin do whatever he wants. ]
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[ Just to be cheeky, he gently lifts his hips up and starts to slowly peel off Hank's boxers. He gets them over his feet and tosses them to the side and settles back down on his pelvis, rutting into him properly. ]
I think you should fuck me from this angle. [ Gavin, werewolf power bottom. He's too strong!! ]
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Yeah, I think I can do that.
[ Hank grins. Fuck!! He's so lucky. He loves Gavin so much. And he's more than happy to let him do what he wants -- he's not some backwards alpha, jeez. ]
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He leans down easily and presses a sweet kiss on his lips. Then reaches for the bottle of lube, trailing kisses along Hank's jaw and neck for a moment. He murmurs into his skin. ]
Shouldn't need as much prep after last night.
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Nah, you're all set for me, aren'tcha?
[ He slips a hand down further, giving Gavin's ass a squeeze and dragging a finger closer to his entrance. ]
Gonna open you up, just for me.
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Just for you. [ He opens the lube and puts some in his hands, warning it up between his fingers before reaching down to start prepping himself. Feel free to join him, Hank. ] Haven't been able to stop thinking of how you felt...
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You liked it that much, huh?
[ He doesn't say "you like me that much?" but he almost doesn't have to. He knows now. Gavin loves him. Fuck, that's something else. Hank's fingers join Gavin's, his other hand reaching out for the lube. Look, if they plan on doing this a lot, Hank plans on taking care of him. ]
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Yeah. Never felt so good before.
[ He isn't sure if it's the werewolf stuff, the fact that it's Hank or just the fact it was sex with someone he actually loved and trusted but... holy shit.
He starts working a finger inside himself. Shouldn't take long, it's barely been twelve hours since the last time they did it... insatiable idiots. ]
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You're gonna feel like that a lot more if I can help it.
[ Yeah, Hank is going to take good care of his pack, starting with his beta and his mate. He reaches around and gets some lube on his fingers, then joins his hand with Gavin's and works him up to another finger just like that. I mean, it's fine, Gavin should be plenty loose after last night. ]
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P-Please.
[ It's like he's experiencing everything for the first time again, really. It's amazing. He whines a little as they keep working him open again. ]
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God, you're so fucking perfect.
[ Hank stretches him slowly, pressing against Gavin's fingers and curling up inside him. Christ, his mate is wonderful. ]
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He manages a hoarse little snicker though, opening his eyes and looking down at him. ]
Could say the same about you.
[ He notices you're getting hard too, big guy. Gavin reaches down with his free hand to start working at his dick. Fuck, he wants to be filled to the brim with him right now...! So impatient. He whines a little. ]
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I wanna fuck you so bad. You're body's begging for it, ain't it?
[ He keeps pressing into Gavin, sliding in and out. Hank's body is pretty close to begging for it too. It's just really damn hot to know he wants him this bad. It's definitely mutual. ]
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Yeah... [ He whines, his hand dropping to let Hank just have his way. Gavin's thighs are already starting to tremble. ] Like I was made for you to fuck me.
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[ Hank growls, adding a second finger as Gavin slides his out. He's loose and pliant and he really does feel like he was made for this, like their bodies couldn't fit together any better. It makes sense, if Hank were in the mind for sense. They're bonded by their curse and their skin and their blood, bodies humming and singing in tandem. Hank rolls his hips up against Gavin with a grin. Sex has never felt this good. ]
Fuck, I love you.
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A flush rolls down from his cheeks to his clavicles and he keens softly. ]
I love you too. [ He reaches back and gently takes Hank's hand. ] I'm ready, please. Fuck me.
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[ He doesn't need to be told twice. Hank's sure Gavin can take him after last night, and he's already hard from it all, so that's certainly not a concern. It's like he doesn't need Gavin to touch the mark to know exactly how he feels and how much he wants this. Hank just knows, and that same desire is echoed in himself too. ]
You did say please. [ Hank smirks. He grabs Gavin by the hips and maneuvers him easily onto his cock, lining him up with that alpha strength of his. A shudder runs through him, followed by a deep, guttural groan. Fuck. ]
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[ But any other quips are quickly silenced as he's easily manhandled and fuck, just that alone gets him even harder. His gasp as he slides onto Hank's dick is quickly silenced as he chokes on his own breath, a faint little creak of a sound coming out of his throat. As he settles there, filled to the brim and flush with Hank's hips, he trembles. ]
Fuck, Hank. [ He's already achingly close to hitting his prostate and he's gonna die. ]
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Gav-- [ Hank's eyes flash gold as he bites his lip. No, that's not right, is it? ] Ezra. Holy fuck.
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When he opens his eyes, they're glowing like soft yellow embers. His nails start to turn to claws and he presses against his mark again, drawing little pinpricks of blood. ]
Mate. [ He clenches himself around Hank's cock, rolling his hips. ]
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Mine.
[ Hank gasps at the clench with an animalistic whine. Nothing could feel better than this, nothing could ever feel or taste or smell more perfect than his mate. Hank lifts him again, slamming him back down on his dick. Christ, they are never leaving the house at this rate and Hank could not even begin to care. ]
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Gavin cries out as he hits it again, flinging his head back and dropping his hands to rest on Hank's hips. He's already throbbing from head to toe, but he doesn't want it to end. (Sorry Eli.) ]
All yours. Every part.
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All mine, Ezra.
[ Hank lifts him up slams him back down, slower and harder this time. Poor Eli, he's got it rough. Hank has no intention of stopping, it's too damn good to stop. ]
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He moans again, whimpering at the slowness. Fuck, it's perfect. He rolls his hips and presses his thumbs into Hank's hips, claws harsh against skin. He lifts himself up and then down, starting to pick up the pace. ]
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[ Gavin's claws are perfect—the pain only heightens the building pleasure from Gavin's weight and movement against him. He's just hot to look at, and Hank can't help but moan as they speed up and grow increasingly desperate with each breath. ]
Ride me just like that.
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