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[imthepilot]

[From here]

Bodhi walks upstairs, hand in hand with Galen. Kyber trots along with them, stopping every now and then to try to clean the melting snow off his fur.

"Inside, little one. I'll dry you off." As soon as he gets out of his wet boots.

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[galen_erso]

"Yes!" Galen gasps, tilting his hips and pushing backwards, awkward and greedy.

[imthepilot]

"Up onto your knees. Hold the edge of the bath."

He reaches for the bottle of oil, the cap popping loudly as he opens it.

[galen_erso]

"Oh yes!" Galen gasps, complying. "I love -- you like this!"

He kneels up in the bath, water splashing about.

[imthepilot]

"And I love you like this." He kneels behind Galen, kissing the knobs of his spine as he presses a slick finger to Galen's hole. He takes his time, teasing one finger in and then another.

[galen_erso]

Galen tilts up his hips.

"Yes!" he gasps. "Yes! This! More!"

[imthepilot]

"Patience, my love." Bodhi whispers, nibbling on the red mark he left on Galen's throat.

He sits back, reaching for Galen's hips to draw Galen to him, lowering Galen onto his waiting cock.

[galen_erso]

Galen's moan grows into a howl of pleasure as he sinks onto Bodhi, right where he wants to be.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi tilts his hips up, getting the angle just right to reach that perfect spot. He waits till Galen is seated, kissing the curve of his neck and stroking the flat of his thighs.

"Galen. My Galen." It's almost a growl.

[galen_erso]

"Yours! Yes! All yours!"

Galen melts into Bodhi's touch, head thrown back and eyes closed in bliss.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi moves his hips in slow, tight little thrusts as he strokes his way up Galens's chest again, pinching his nipples lightly.

[galen_erso]

Galen moves his hips, leaning back and panting, all the world except that sensation utterly forgotten.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's hands explore Galen's body, enjoying the textures and patterns of muscle and skin, the ever so slight softness to Galen's belly that finds ridiculously lovely.

All the while thrusting slowly.

[galen_erso]

Galen moves under his hands, softly stretching into every touch, hands on Bodhi's knees as if holding on for the thrusts.

[imthepilot]

"My Galen." Bodhi purrs, his touches becoming a little more possessive, his thrusts a little deeper and more frantic. "I want cum inside you. Make you cum with me inside you. Then I want to carry you to bed and suck you till you come back to life."

[galen_erso]

"Yes," Galen gasps. "Yes! Yours! But can you -- carry me?"

He leans his head backwards, over Bodhi's shoulder, baring his throat.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs and bites down on Galen's throat, leaving another red mark. "I've been working out, I'm willing to give it a go." He thrusts deeper, tilting his hips to hit Galen just right.

[galen_erso]

Galen moans and shudders, melting utterly into Bodhi's touch. "Not -- far now!" he manages to warn.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi closes his hand around the base of Galen's cock. "Ride me." Bodhi purrs. "Ride me hard."

[galen_erso]

Galen straightens up a little, then starts moving, lifting his hips and thrusting back into Bodhi's rhythm, hard and fast and greedy.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi thrusts up to meet him, moaning Galen's name with every thrust. He squeezes the base of Galen's cock, milking to to the edge. "With me, Galen. For me."

[galen_erso]

Galen comes powerfully, white seed spiralling through the water in great, generous spurts as he shouts wordlessly with his powerful release.

His insides spasm rhythmically around Bodhi.

[imthepilot]

The clench is too much for Bodhi to bear. He cries Galen's name as he spills deep inside Galen.

Panting and winded, he pulls Galen back against him, hugging him close. "Love you." He breathes, nuzzling Galen's hair.

[galen_erso]

Galen just gives an assenting grunt, completely blissed-out as he is.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi lays happily, holding Galen and pressing kisses to his hair and cheek. Just enjoying their come-down. He stokes Galen's chest, feeling the race of his heart.

[galen_erso]

The first thing Galen does when he returns to himself is turn on the hot water tap with a long, languid leg. They're for bed soon, but that doesn't mean they have to lie in tepid water for the afterglow.