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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 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.

[imthepilot]

"Galen." Bodhi whimpers, stealing kisses and shaking. "Now, Galen! Please?"

[galen_erso]

"But the I will..." Galen gasps, speeding up nevertheless.

[imthepilot]

"Galen!" Bodhi screams, overwhelmed and aching in all the best ways.

[galen_erso]

Galen yelps with pleasure and spills into Bodhi yet again, thrashing wildly in his arms.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi whimpers warmly and kisses Galen. Soft and sloppy and loving. He's pretty well wrecked - skin mottled with bites and blooded here and there.

He smiles hazily and hugs Galen close, still panting.

[galen_erso]

Galen, still breathing heavily, looks at him, then slowly crumples into Bodhi's arms to lie half on him, half beside him.

"Was that -- do you need...?"

That way, they'll never stop having sex, ever again, but at the moment, Galen is fine with that.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi nods, stroking Galen's cheek. "Yes. Yes, it was. I don't always need-" Blood, roughness, that. "But this was- Thank you."

[galen_erso]

"You look -- debauched," Galen says, smiling into Bodhi's eyes. "I like that I can do that to you."

[imthepilot]

"Always." Bodhi smiles, thumb tracing the curve of Galen's chin. "I'm just sorry if I pushed you... too far outside your comfort zone."

He can't imagine Lyra ever wanting to be bruised and marked.

[galen_erso]

"You didn't," Galen tells him. "The one thing I like best is giving you pleasure. When you go wild."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi pulls him into a slow, sweet kiss. "Don't ever let me push you into anything you don't want to do, okay? Please?"

[galen_erso]

Galen kisses him back. "I'd probably be too befuddled to be much fun anyway, in that case."

[imthepilot]

"I doubt that." Bodhi smiles. "You learn too fast to be befuddled by anything for long."

[galen_erso]

"Oh yes, stroke my already inflated ego!" Galen says, smirking.

[imthepilot]

"If you can inflate again after that, then I must be the old one." Bodhi chuckles.

[galen_erso]

"Well, eventually," Galen says. "After a bit. And more breakfast."

[imthepilot]

"The breakfast that's cold and ruined?" Bodhi asks archly, but his hazy smile gives him away.

[galen_erso]

"It's not ruined," Galen says. "Unless the cats ate part of it while we weren't paying attention. Did they?"

He turns his head, trying to find his breakfast -- somewhere around.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi chuckles. "Myrrh helped herself to at least one piece of bacon. As far as I know the rest is safe." he points languidly at the tray balanced precariously in the edge of the bed.

[galen_erso]

Galen peers at it. "What do we need to reheat?"