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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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[imthepilot]

"Is this what I get for wanting to marry an old man?" Bodhi asks teasing, reaching down to stoke the soft inner skin of Galen's inner thigh.

[galen_erso]

"Hard or soft," Galen purrs, I love it when you touch me."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi smiles a soft, loving smile, kissing Galen accordingly. He takes his time, kissing and touching Galen all over. Those lovely red marks on his throat that Bodhi so loves leaving, rubbing his cheeks against Galen's thatch of chest hair, nuzzling his nipples. The night is young and he's in no hurry. Galen is all his.

[galen_erso]

Galen reaches out to touch Bodhi's skin while he moves, and turns a little, this way and that, to allow him access; he actively enjoys all that lavish attention.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi steals kisses here and there, purring happily when touched. He works his way down to stroke Galen's thighs, stoking and kissing and generally enjoying the curves of his body.

[galen_erso]

Galen moans, stretching into the touches, and almost purring like a cat himself.

[imthepilot]

He finally works his way done to cup Galen's balls, fondling them slowly between kisses. Just feeling the weight of them, the texture of skin and hair. The scent of Galen - clean with that wood oil smell. "My Galen."

[galen_erso]

"At least an important part of him," Galen chuckles, eyes closed.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi growls softly and squeezes. Not hard, just enough to make Galen focus. He kissed Galen's neck, refreshing the bite mark as he starts to fondle again.

He drifts a finger down to rub lightly over the skin behind Galen's balls.

[galen_erso]

Galen moans loudly, all stupid jokes forgotten in the sheer feeling of this moment.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi reaches for a little bottle of oil with his free hand, popping the cap with his thumb. It's the same wood oil mixed with lube. He drips it onto the shaft of Galen's cock. One warm drip at a time.

[galen_erso]

"Oh yes," Galen gasps, "oh yes, oh YES!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi moves to lay next to Galen, pulling his lover to face him. He stares into Galen's eyes as his starts to stroke Galen slowly.

[galen_erso]

Galens eyes are wide, unfocused, and fairly glowing with their deep maroon.

His breathing is rough but steady.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi holds him close, his own growing erection almost touching Galen's as he strokes him. Slowly, gently, lovingly.

"My Galen." He breathes, fascinated by the glow of Galen's eyes.

[galen_erso]

Galen tilts his hips into the touch; his prick bumps against Bodhi's.

"Yes, yours!"

[imthepilot]

"I know I promised to suck you." Bodhi purrs and shifts a little closer to stroke them both together. "But this... I like this."

[galen_erso]

"This is, better, just now!" Galen concurs, tilting his neck to kiss Bodhi.

[imthepilot]

"Good. Because I don't want to stop. Not until you're moaning. Not until you fall apart in my hands."

[galen_erso]

"Oh Bodhi, your words..." Galen gasps, with an almost rueful chuckle. "So alive again right now. Definitely not old."

[imthepilot]

"I always want this for you. Feeling everything. Alive, right to your heart. Right to my heart. I want to bring you pleasure. To share it with you. Now and always. I love you, Galen."

[galen_erso]

"Now and for always," Galen whispers. "We marry all over again every day, when we touch, when we talk, when we touch on our feelings..."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi nods and kisses Galen, twisting his wrist on the upstroke.

Galen is far too coherent for Bodhi's liking.

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi..." Galen sighs softly, distracted by the sudden increase of pleasure.

[imthepilot]

"Fall for me, Galen. Show me how much you enjoy this."

His own cock is hard and aching, so ready to spill.