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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]

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.

[galen_erso]

"Like this," Galen says, thrusting towards the warmth of Bodhi. "Yes."

And then he spills, long and drawn-out, all over Bodhi's front.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi groans and presses close, on the very edge himself.

[galen_erso]

Galen reaches down to touch him, feeling his need.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi surges into Galen's hand, groaning almost in pain. "Please, Galen?"

[galen_erso]

Winded though he is, Galen takes hold and strokes deftly. At the same time, he leans in to kiss Bodhi.

[imthepilot]

It only takes two strokes before Bodhi's coming apart in Galen's hand, moaning into that kiss.

He falls to the side, clinging tight to Galen.

"Love you." he breathes.

[galen_erso]

Galen holds him, still breathing heavily himself, and clings to him.

"Love you," he murmurs back.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi snuggles close, waiting for his legs to stop shaking long enough to clean them both up.

Eventually.

[galen_erso]

Galen is in no hurry to get clean again; he pulls a blanket haphazardly over them both -- his own right foot sticks out, but Bodhi's should both be warm -- and just snuggles.

And breathes.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi kisses Galen languidly, nuzzling the marks he left on Galen's neck.

Thankfully their rooms are warm and comfortable. But not so warm that he doesn't want to snuggle close.

[galen_erso]

Galen kisses him back, and murmurs, "This must be paradise", and then, "Oh, wait, it probably is."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs warmly, running a hand down Galen's flank to cup his ass comfortably. "I think it must be. At least for us."

[galen_erso]

Galen moves into the touch, humming assent. "Now that we are both here," he says. "I know it was quite the opposite for you, before that."