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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]

Galen swallows it all down, then licks it all clean, lovingly, while Bodhi's prick softens.

"I was hungry," he says, looking up with a smile.

Bodhi's front is peppered with red bite marks.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi can barely move, he's so sated. All he can do is stroke Galen's hair and try to remember how to breathe. He looks up into Galen's eyes, all soft and warm.

[galen_erso]

Galen gently kisses each bite mark on his way up again, until he can look into Bodhi's eyes and kiss Bodhi's lips.

"I love you," he whispers.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shivers with each kiss, with each mark. One nipple oozes blood softly and Bodhi gasps as he tastes it one Galen's lips.

"Love you." His voice is hoarse and broken.

[galen_erso]

"My Bodhi," Galen says, kissing him again. "All mine."

[imthepilot]

"I feel it." Bodhi purrs between kisses. "I feel you. I feel yours."

[galen_erso]

Galen touches the tip of the bloodied nipple and licks the blood from his fingertip. "Yes, mine."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi gasps sharply at the touch, his eyes hazy with lust. "Stars Galen. You make me want to beg you to fuck me."

[galen_erso]

"Now that you are -- all spent?" Galen says.

He bends his head to lick the blood from that nipple, then suckle it a little.

[imthepilot]

"Yes. All sated and sensitive. Just yours for the taking." He whimpers again, arching under Galen.

[galen_erso]

"Moist and opened already," Galen murmurs against that nipple.

[imthepilot]

"And yours." Bodhi whimpers hotly. "All yours. To take and use and have."

[galen_erso]

Galen kneels up and pushes Bodhi's knees apart. He himself is already hard again, his prick hovering springy and greedy over his lover's soft, exhausted body.

Ready to enter.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi lets him, arching up as much as he can. "Take me, Galen. As hard and as rough as you want. Take me with all your desire."

{ooc: I swear I tagged this!}

[galen_erso]

Galen pushes right in, groaning deeply as he does so.

"My Bodhi!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's already hoarse but he cries out all the same, clenching around Galen as he enters. It hurt, just a little. Which is exactly what he wants.

[galen_erso]

Thrusting slowly and deeply, Galen bends over to kiss Bodhi and hold his gaze for a while, before lifting Bodhi into his lap so Galen can reach the bloodied nipple and lick it while still thrusting inside.

No way can Bodhi reach another climax, Galen reckons, but he can at least give him as much pleasure as physically feasible.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi is so sensitive, so high on the feeling that ever touch, every thrust has him whimpering. He goes where Galen moves him, bracing his hands on Galen's shoulders as best he can.

[galen_erso]

"I love you," Galen murmurs against the reddened nipple. Then, he gives it another little bite.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi almost falls backwards at the shock of it. The raw, bright pleasure/pain. He remembers the release of cutting himself, the brilliance of blood. But this is almost the exact opposite. Instead of bleeding colour back into the world, this pain narrows it, focuses it.

Makes all other colours sharper and brighter and almost more than he can bear. He pulls Galen up to kiss him deeply, tasting the copper tang of his own blood.

[galen_erso]

Galen keeps thrusting and kisses him deeply, greedily, sloppily -- full of love, and full of hunger.

[imthepilot]

Everything Bodhi needs and loves. He strokes Galen's hand, his shoulders, his arms loose and shaky.

He's already half hard again. Every thrust adding to it a little. But he can't come again. Not so soon. At least he doesn't think so...

[galen_erso]

Galen doesn't think so, either; so he just thrusts slowly and deeply, to give Bhosi as much pleasure as he can, before he himself will spill again.

[imthepilot]

"My Galen. My love." Bodhi pants, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as he gives himself over to everything Galen is giving him.

[galen_erso]

While he moves strongly and unceasingly inside Bodhi, Galen still bends his head and tenderly kisses the tears from his eyelids.