by Riley Rivers
“Okay,” Josh said. “Yeah, sure.”
Not wanting to be apart from Raymond as much as possible, Josh made a beeline to his room, depositing the duffel on his bed and making it back into the kitchen in record time. He found Raymond at the stove, stirring a pot of something.
“Watcha making?” Josh asked, coming closer and pressing up against Raymond’s back to peer down at the little tin of cocoa powder and bottle of vanilla extract on his counter. “And why do I have vanilla extract?”
“You didn’t,” Raymond said. “Which is why I brought some. I’m making hot chocolate.”
“Ooh, okay. That sounds good.”
Raymond grinned at him. “Thought it might.”
Josh stuck close to Raymond while he stirred the milk and sugar, just breathing him in. His senses weren’t anywhere near as good as a werewolf’s but being virile still enhanced everything. Raymond smelled so good.
Once Raymond added the cocoa to the pot of milk, he wasn’t the only thing to smell good. “That smells amazing.”
Raymond took a deep breath. “It’s not the only thing,” he said, setting the spoon down before turning to Josh, body angled in.
The look he gave Josh was so fond it made Josh all over squirmy. Josh’s lips parted. “Please.”
Raymond wasted no time placing a hand on his hip, the other curling around his back and drawing him closer. Josh happily closed his eyes and let the slide of Raymond’s lips over his settle him. When Raymond shifted from Josh’s mouth to bite gently at his earlobe, Josh shuddered against him. God. He loved this—loved how Raymond knew him so well now, having cataloged every one of Josh’s reactions to tuck them away for later.
Raymond pressed one last kiss to the underside of Josh’s jaw and stepped back, picking up the spoon again. “Hot chocolate’s almost done.”
“Okay.” Josh ran a hand through his hair and went to pull two mugs out of his cupboard, turning to catch Raymond watching him. “What?”
Raymond shrugged, smiling. “You’re gorgeous.”
Josh huffed a laugh. “Uh-huh.”
“I’m serious!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Josh said, fighting the urge to duck his head. Every positive reaction from Raymond, every compliment, was just fueling a barely-banked fire. “So’re you.”
Raymond chuckled and went back to stirring.
“Right,” Josh said, cheeks pink. “I’m going to go turn my living room into a blanket nest. Join me when the chocolate’s ready?”
“Yeah,” Raymond said, a smile still in his voice, “of course.”
It still took a few extra moments before Josh was able to make himself leave the room, beaming all the while.
***
“Hey,” Raymond said, as he brought the mugs into the living room. He handed one to Josh. “Now don’t spare my feelings if you don’t like it.”
“Oh yeah,” Josh said, inhaling deep. “I’ll be sure to get right on that. Homemade hot chocolate. The worst thing.”
Raymond smiled, pleased heat rising to his cheeks. “You haven’t even tasted it yet.”
“Don’t have to. Unicorn super senses. We can detect goodness.”
“Can you now,” Raymond said, taking a seat next to Josh on the couch. Right next to him, and Josh wasted no time cuddling up close. Raymond slung his free arm around Josh’s shoulders, reveling in the sight and scent of his partner safe and happy and content. “Don’t think you’ve mentioned that to me before.”
“Mm-hm. Very important super senses.” Josh took a sip, then sighed happily.
Raymond grinned. “Good?”
“Really, really good. I’m so glad you brought over vanilla extract.”
Raymond laughed and set down his own mug on the coffee table to reach for the remote while jostling Josh as little as possible. “Any preferences?”
“Mm.” Josh wriggled even closer. “Something fun and light. Animated?”
“Alright, let’s see what we can find.”
They watched the movie in companionable silence, broken only with sips of hot chocolate. When Josh was done with his mug, he moved just enough to put it down, immediately nuzzling back into Raymond’s side, eyes sliding shut.
“Hey,” Raymond said quietly. “You want to lie down for a bit?”
Josh let out a breath of a laugh. “Yeah, maybe. It’s… it’s nice. I haven’t gotten this in a while, you know? Being virile and getting to relax around someone I trust. Usually I’m climbing the walls by now.”
“Or trying to do a training session?” Raymond teased.
“Maybe.”
Raymond wasn’t sure if he was ever going to get over how much it affected him to know that he was Josh’s trusted person. It made him feel so proud. So important. “Here, shift down.” He patted the couch cushions. “I gotcha.”
“Mm. Okay.” Josh shifted until his head was pillowed on Raymond’s thigh.
Raymond immediately stroked a hand over Josh’s hair. “That okay?”
“Yeah. S’nice.”
Raymond beamed and kept up with his gentle stroking, pleased beyond all reason at the additional show of trust and affection. Josh wanted him. Wanted him here and now, and trusted Raymond to take care of him.
It made Raymond want to touch him more. Make him feel as good as possible. Though he wasn’t sure when exactly Josh would need him for more.
“Hey,” he murmured several minutes later, just to check if Josh was awake.
“Mm?”
Barely. And that was nice too. “Nothing. Go to sleep.”
“Ugh, I shouldn’t,” Josh mumbled, though he didn’t move.
Raymond chuckled. “Nothing wrong with a nap.”
“Says the guy who teaches classes at five AM.”
“Exactly. You know that I sometimes take a nap in my studio or go home and crawl back into bed.”
“Point.”
“So? Sleep. I don’t mind.”
Josh rolled over so he was looking up at Raymond. He smiled, all slow and sleepy and warm. “I think I’d rather you kiss me.”
Raymond’s breath caught, all over again stunned at how beautiful Josh was, and how open he was willing to be. And hell if Raymond wasn’t going to take everything Josh was willing to give. “I can do that.”
They spent several long, lazy minutes just kissing, moving with each other until they’d shifted down so that Raymond was on his back on the couch with Josh spread out on top of him. Raymond couldn’t help himself with the new position, sliding a knee between Josh’s leg as his hands roamed up underneath Josh’s shirt.
Josh moaned into his mouth and rocked down against Raymond’s leg, and Raymond suddenly could smell Josh’s arousal bloom out, sharp and sweet.
He was pretty sure he knew what that meant. He threaded his fingers through Josh’s hair and pulled him back just enough to make eye contact. “Josh? Sweetheart?”
Josh let out a little whimper at the distance, and when he looked down at Raymond, his eyes were slightly unfocused. “Huh?”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes,” Josh breathed. “Yes, yeah. Please—”
“Okay, okay, shh, I have you. Let’s move to the bedroom, okay? You made me promise we wouldn’t ruin the couch.”
“Bed,” Josh said, crawling off of him. “Good, yeah, great idea.”
Raymond laughed as Josh tugged him off the couch.
***
The thing was—and Josh had told Raymond as much—Josh went off his libido inhibitors when he had to, to regulate his system, but part of him had always known, with his one-night partners, that they weren’t Right. He didn’t relax in the same way he knew he would around someone he trusted.
Raymond was someone he trusted, and so Josh wasn’t entirely sure where his head would be at, or if he’d have any filters, or anything like that. He knew that it could very well lay him bare… and he was okay with Raymond seeing that.
Which meant he was feeling really clingy and needy and desperate to touch, but
he also loved Raymond so he wanted to play.
He practically manhandled Raymond onto the bed once they were both fully naked, sliding into his lap for more kisses. He was leaking steadily now, slick dribbling out of his hole and making a mess of the sheets, but he liked it—liked that he would be so easy and ready for Raymond. Liked that he’d be able to use his body to make Raymond feel good too.
He also liked when Raymond’s big hands trailed over his body, one coming up to cup the back of Josh’s neck, fingers just brushing the hair at his nape.
Josh loved kissing, loved losing himself in the slide of lips and tongue, a mouth on his. But he also wanted more, fire alight inside of him, and Raymond was here and he was so ready.
He nipped at Raymond’s lip one last time before pulling back. “We’re not on the couch anymore.”
The hands on him tightened. “That’s true,” Raymond rumbled. Josh loved how his voice got deeper when they were intimate.
“We won’t make a mess of it.”
“Just the sheets,” Raymond said, grinning against Josh’s skin.
Josh smiled. Raymond was hard against him and smelled amazing. “That’s what laundry is for.”
Raymond pulled him into a wet, messy kiss. “Whatever you want,” he promised, when they parted.
“Good.” Josh licked his lips, taking Raymond’s taste in, all that Raymond kept giving him. “Because I want to ride you, to start.”
Raymond chuckled. “I’m not going to stop you.”
Josh grinned at him, darting in for one more kiss before he rose up on his knees, reaching a hand down to wrap around Raymond’s cock and position it at his hole. Normally he loved when Raymond fingered him open, but he wanted to feel this, feel as he took every inch.
He sank down slowly, taking his time to adjust as Raymond shuddered and held himself still, his grip tight on Josh’s hips as Josh impaled himself. Every time he took a little more, those fingers on his hips flexed, wanting to pull him down and holding off. It was a heady feeling of power, to know how strong Raymond was, how capable and big, and to have him hold back to let Josh take control.
Josh couldn’t wait to make Raymond feel good too. And by the way Raymond’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, the way his eyes had darkened, all focused on Josh, Josh knew he was already succeeding in that.
When Josh was fully seated, he took a moment to just appreciate the stretch, panting in the quiet of the room. “Fuck, so good.”
And inside him, Raymond twitched, the hands on his hips spasming. “Yeah?” he asked, voice hoarse.
Josh leaned in to press his mouth to Raymond’s. “Yeah,” he breathed against Raymond’s lips. “You feel so good inside me, god. Filling me up exactly how I need it.”
“Fuck,” Raymond gasped. “You’re going to kill me.”
Josh laughed, curled his fingers around Raymond’s shoulders, working his hips in a slow grind. “You love it. You love me telling you how good you are.”
“Yeah.” It was worshipful. “I really, really do.”
“You’re always so good for me,” Josh said, lifting himself up a few inches before sliding back down. “So perfect, so—so strong and good, fuck—” He continued fucking himself on Raymond’s dick as Raymond clutched at him, taking his time, going slow and then fast and then slow again, smugly pleased when Raymond’s vocabulary narrowed to moaning and fuck and Josh.
“Yeah?” Josh panted, eyes bright as he looked back up at Raymond through his sweaty bangs. “Like this? Like me fucking myself on you?”
“Fucking hell, ah, Josh, you’re amazing.”
“You’re not so bad yourself. Now are you going to come in me or what?”
“Josh—”
“I want you to,” Josh said breathlessly, continuing to rock his hips. “I want it, want your come inside me. I want, nn, I want to be so full with it that it’s dripping out of me even with your knot filling me up.”
“Oh fuck—” Raymond moaned as Josh ground down in his lap.
“Come on,” Josh coaxed, wanting it—needing it. “Come for me, please, I want it—I want it so bad. I want as much of you as you’ll give me.” Always.
Raymond wrapped his arms around Josh and pulled him on close, holding on tight, tight, tight as he buried his nose in Josh’s throat and came with a groan. Josh whimpered out his own moan as he felt the heat of the knot start to thicken within him, gasping as one of Raymond’s hand left clutching at his back and snaked around his dick. Josh was already so far gone that it was hard and fast, writhing in Raymond’s lap as he relished the stretch and pull of his knot.
Wrung out after coming, the haze of need dying down a little, Josh was left full and sated, and happy to open his mouth for the kisses Raymond gave him. They fell against each other, soft touches replacing the rough, frantic ones.
“Hey,” Raymond murmured eventually as he brushed Josh’s sweaty hair off his forehead. “How’re you doing?”
“I am great,” Josh slurred. “The greatest. We should do this all the time.”
Raymond chuckled softly. “We have sex plenty.”
“More,” Josh whined.
Raymond kissed his nose. “Why don’t we see how you feel about that when you’re not virile anymore.”
Josh pushed out his lower lip.
It made Raymond laugh. “You’re cute like this.”
Josh nuzzled his face in Raymond’s throat. “I’m always cute.”
Raymond laughed again. “True enough.”
***
Josh’s dirty talk aside, when they finally untangled themselves, he still wrinkled his nose at the mess they’d made of the bed and of each other.
“Come on,” Raymond said as he chuckled and tilted his head toward the door. “Remember how we talked about aftercare?”
Josh trailed after him to the bathroom. “You still want to wash me?”
Raymond raised an eyebrow at him. “If you let me, I’m going to do a lot more than that.”
Josh blinked, taken aback. That had been said with promise. “Oh. It sounds like you have plans.”
A grin. “I sure as hell do. I promised I’d spoil the fuck out of you. Gotta keep my promise.”
“Mm.” Josh liked that idea. He hadn’t thought too much about it since Raymond had first brought it up, but right now… the idea of being spoiled was appealing. “Okay. I’m all yours.”
Raymond threaded his fingers through Josh’s hair and tugged him in for a kiss, Josh melting as Raymond licked into his mouth.
“Good,” Raymond rumbled when they parted, and Josh went warm at the praise.
Once Raymond approved of the water temperature, he motioned for Josh to get into the shower and got in after him, immediately going to back Josh up against the tile, catching his mouth as warm water ran over them.
“Okay, not complaining so far,” Josh panted when Raymond moved away after a final nip to his lower lip.
Raymond chuckled as he grabbed Josh’s washcloth and soap and worked up a lather. “Turn around,” he instructed.
Josh obliged, and Raymond slowly and thoroughly ran the washcloth over his back, his arms, and then kneeled to get his legs. He left kisses in his wake of clean skin, and Josh couldn’t help but tremble when Raymond paid the same attention to his ass.
He was hard and leaking by the time Raymond stood back up and had him turn around again. He ended up leaning heavily against the tile as Raymond washed his chest and started to move lower.
“Okay?” Raymond asked as he moved to stand behind Josh, wrapping an arm around his waist to hold him while the other hand closed Josh’s dick.
Josh whimpered and nodded, eyes squeezed shut. Fuck, the mix of sensation coupled with the steam and scent in the enclosed space… it was heady, all of it. Enough that he didn’t last very long.
He sagged against the tile after coming, Raymond’s arm around his waist keeping him steady as he pushed his face into Raymond’s neck to nuzzle at him.
Raymond turned them back und
er the spray to rinse Josh off without moving Josh away from where he was clinging. “You liked that?”
“Mm-hm.”
“Good. Now c’mon, we should get you dry, and then you should eat.”
Josh blinked, still feeling fuzzy. “Wait, what about you?”
Raymond shook his head. “That’s okay. I want to take care of you. That’s what this is all about.”
“Okay…” Josh frowned, confused. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t still get you off.”
“You want to?”
Josh pulled away so that he could give Raymond his most unimpressed face. “Raymond. It is my virile period. Yes to all the sex.”
Raymond barked out a surprised laugh. “I guess I can’t argue with that.”
“Well, okay, then,” Josh said before carefully dropping to his knees. He hadn’t sucked a whole lot of cock before he and Raymond got together, but he was nothing if not dedicated and had been plenty happy to learn as he went. Now, he was very pleased to consider himself an expert—at the very least when it came to making Raymond feel good. Since Raymond was the only person who mattered in that regard now anyway, expert status it was.
There was a sharp inhale above him as Raymond’s hand settled on the top of his head, and Josh wasted no time going in to nuzzle at Raymond’s cock, moving to lick up and down the length of it before taking the head into his mouth.
“Fuck, Josh—”
Josh took his time taking Raymond further, playing with pulling off and licking at him, teasing just a little. Sex was fun and Raymond was better, and the two of them combined normally already went lengths to putting Josh in a very happy place. With everything elevated by his virile period, he was having an excellent time.
He hummed happily as Raymond’s moans and gasps and stuttered curses escalated and the hand tightened in his hair.
“Josh—Josh, stop I’m—fuck, fuck, Josh, Josh—”
Josh pulled off again and grinned up at Raymond. He knew what buttons to push to appeal directly to Raymond’s alpha werewolf brain… and his love of marking Josh with his scent. “Do you want to come on my face?”
