“Good,” Aleledai whispered.
Sound escaped into the air, loud sound Selati couldn’t figure out at all. The noise disappeared when Aleledai’s hand settle, careful and soft, over Selati’s mouth. Had he been doing that?
Aleledai slid in a little more, and eased higher along Selati’s chest, until he could hear his lover whisper in his ear. “Quietly, Selati.” Aleledai’s hand was replaced with firm lips, sound swallowed down as Selati’s mouth was engaged with an agile tongue.
One final push brought them flush together, Selati full of Aleledai’s cock, slits burning hot where they came into contact. The slickness of his body made the most obscene noise when Aleledai eased back, crown dragging on the edge of his hole. Aleledai rammed home, touched the spark deep where his fingers had barely brushed and Selati lit up, like the sun had been tucked under his hide.
“Again!” The demand held no force at all, but his lover answered with another rolling thrust.