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He sighed softly.

He was so full, almost like a cup.

And if someone filled him even more, he would spill over.

It was a pleasant feeling that had his breathing coming in short gasps, exhaling going out as breathy moans.

He sounded like a girl and didn't care.

"Mm." He rolled his head around on the pillow, snuggling under his lover.

He looked content, but he still had not climaxed.

"Please..."

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Colden was working on a mark at the base of Asher's neck. His teeth grazed over the skin and he smiled. Now that Asher was adjusted, he started to move, pulling his hips back and snapping them forward. He was still being careful, since the other was still so tight around him.

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Asher gasped, shuddering.

"Oh..."

His hands shifted to Colden's hips as his own rose to meet Colden.

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"It feels good now?" Colden murmured, hips rolling with every thrust. Gods knew he was already feeling close. He'd climaxed once already, but it was impossible not to be brought to the edge buried to the hilt inside the other boy. His breath became labored, panting.

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It was obvious as he rolled his hips.

God, there was the prostate.

"OH!" He arched up into the touch, hips tensing, buttocks squeezing Colden down.

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He groaned now, the walls around him squeezing. It made it ten times harder to move, but oh, did it feel good. Colden closed his teeth over Asher's collarbone, biting him, but not hard enough to break skin.

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Asher arched, writhing, moaning, doing everything he could not to kill Colden.

Not from anything bad - just the force of the desire, the pleasure.

His buttocks relaxed, hips settling against the bed. "Please, oh please.."

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He picked up his pace, slamming into Asher with more force now. Colden took the time to make sure he was hitting his prostate, just to drive Asher wild.

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His voice was a high-pitched moan. "You son of a bitch." He squeezed the sheets, moaning, arching.

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That made him chuckle faintly against Asher's neck. His hand snaked down and wrapped around the boy's erection, pumping it with every jarring thrust.

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He screamed.

It was nothing of pain.

It was pure, desperate pleasure.

His hips jerked, tensed, shuddered.

He was wild, untamed as his body arched, fingernails digging into Colden's shoulders, running down his back from the spine, moaning.

He was beginning to climax.

It was pure, untarnished beauty.

Curses, shrieks, yells, more screams fell from his lips as he arched into Colden, tossing back his head, leaving his throat bare.

He was amazing, body sweaty, gleaming in the fading sunlight.

He climaxed, suddenly, strangely, rolling his hips so Colden found the prostate again.

His buttocks had tightened, keeping Colden in place. But he was tightening, loosening, body slowly relaxing as he breathed, hard.

His erection was still there. Pissed him right off.

If anything, he'd just handle it.

"Oh, god." It was one phrase that he kept repeating.

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The clamping around him was enough to send Colden over the edge. His body tensed, thighs and hips stilling. He knew that Asher had to be at that point as well- he couldn't hold back any longer.

He bit down on his bottom lip as he came for the second time that night, one hand bracing on the bed to keep his body up.

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He slumped against the bed, pulling Colden down to hug against his naked, gleaming skin. He slowly slid his hips back, so Colden fell out, and turned him so they were facing one another, legs tangled up.

"I hate being a werewolf. Erections are a bitch." His voice was tired, soft.

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"I shouldn't be offended, should I?" Colden mumbled, one hand cupping the back of Asher's neck, "I'm no sex god, but I never considered myself that bad of a lay." He was teasing, of course.

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He shook his head, kissing Colden's lips gently. "No. There's no offense. I just.." He coughed. "I have more blood in my body than normal. And the smell of you puts me into a kind of heat." Asher started to blush.

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Colden grinned and leaned in, kissing the corner of his lips, "Well, I apologize for driving you crazy without realizing it, Asher. I can't control my scent," he chuckled gently.

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He moaned lightly.

"You can't handle anymore today, can you?"

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"I don't know," Colden admitted, corners of his eyes crinkling when he smiled, "My body definitely wasn't used to that- I haven't really had the intercourse part of sex for a while. I know I'm going to be sore after this."

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Asher frowned softly. "I could heal you."

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He brushed his fingers through Asher's hair, "You can? How would you do that?"