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"Ah, Asher," Colden gasped, rutting his hips into him, his body still shuddering in the after effect of his orgasm.

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"P-please, baby, please?" His fingernails dug into the swell of Colden's buttocks. His voice was breathy, moan-y, nervous about asking for more.

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He managed to get the energy from somewhere, don't ask him where, to move his hips again, thrusting up into him. God, this boy would be the death of him. He meant that in the sweetest way possible, of course.

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He arched closer. "Sh, let me do the work." He rolled them so Colden was pinned over him. Somehow, Asher moved them just right so he wasn't holding Colden down too much. "Is this.. This alright for you?"

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Colden nodded, watching Asher's face with lidded blue eyes, "Yes, it's alright, keep moving," he murmured softly.

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"I don't know..." He moved his hips just a bit forwards, feeling something inching out of him. He moved back, that thing sliding back in. "Oh, like that?"

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Colden's eyes fluttered slightly and he groaned, "Mm, yes, just like that.."

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"That feels good?" His voice was incredulous, like he didn't believe he had done something right in the bedroom. His hips shifted, so the angle was sharper, deeper, his own lips shivering as he let out a tender moan.

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Colden ran his hands over Asher's hipbones, "So good," he panted. The boy couldn't believe he was turned on again- hadn't his body reached its limit yet?

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He whimpered quietly.
Good, god, this boy would kill him eventually.
At least he had a sexual appetite to meet Asher's own.
He hoped.
What?
Werewolves feed from meat and from... Uh, other things.
Such as sex, or violence.
Sex was Asher's chosen talent, you could say.

His hips rocked just a bit faster, though he made no movement to speed things up - it was perfect, Colden filling up every inch of him, his member brushing Colden's belly as he moved, his shoulders and back relaxed.
He was getting a good workout from all of this.
His muscles were already growing stronger.
His breathing started to come in shallow pants, but he still attempted to be quiet.

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Colden looked up at Asher's face, reaching to trace the contours of his cheeks and jaw. He ran his finger across the boy's lips, taking quick breaths.

He was perfect, scars and all. In fact, Colden loved those scars. Every inch of Asher's body had him mesmerized, intoxicated. He wanted all of it.

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He shuddered lightly, leg tensing as he rocked over Colden. His body was cold, thrumming with a hidden energy. The only way he knew to express anything was to press himself closer to Colden, face turning to nuzzle into his hand.

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Colden smiled, keeping his hand cradling his lover's face. His hips moved too, rested enough to gain energy back. At least to keep going. He wasn't so weak that he'd give up in the middle of sex.

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A tender moan filled the air.
Somehow, he managed to moan in such a tender, love-filled way that made the room glow even brighter, the candlelight flickering.
"Mm, Colden."
He pressed a kiss to Colden's hand.

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"I want a kiss," Colden panted, running his thumb over Asher's bottom lip again. He jutted his hips sharply into him.

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Asher leaned down, slowly, inching closer, closer. His hips snapped up, then slid back down, his breathing coming in gasps hissed between his teeth. "Then come and get one." His lips were mere inches from Colden's.

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Colden reared up to meet his lips, the kiss one of passion and sensuality. He held him there by the back of his neck, gently brushing his thumb against his skin.

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