[Moon's words and powerful fucking in combination are more than enough to break his resistance, Randy shuddering and crying out as he spills between them, clenches down hot and so so tight and shaking around Moon's length.]
[Moon gasps, hips stuttering to a stop as his ridges catch. But only for a moment, and then he's pulling out in one determined movement, the flared scales of his cock dragging almost desperately against Randy's walls before leaving him empty and clenching around nothing. —and then there's pressure and fullness again, the gentler ribbing of ridges going in as Moon switches cocks and hisses in relief.]
[Randy's still coming while Moon switches, making incoherent, lost little noises for the brief moment he's empty, whole body alight with the feeling of those flared ridges dragging out of him-- then sobbing his relief when Moon fills him up again, another little pulse of come pushed out to spill between them.]
[He's moving again— slowly while Randy shivers through his climax, but not staying still. He curls a hand over his bared cock, pulled out so near to its own finish, and presses it against Randy's stomach, heedless of the mess, to grind against him with every slow rock of his hips.]
[Randy fumbles a hand between them too, pressing Moon's wet, ridged cock against his own messy skin, his own softening length. It's so much, but he wants it, squirms and shudders and goes boneless against him.]
[Moon rumbles warmly and snugs his arms securely around Randy, easily gathering him closer even as Moon starts to shiver himself, chasing the more immediate pleasure of Randy's hand]
Perfect is... you are too. Perfect and handsome— handsome Randy.
[his rumbling stutters and he jerks forward, spilling over Randy's fingers and gasping as his own shivering jolts thrust his second cock that much deeper, satisfaction and need blurring]
[The harder jolt drags a helpless little cry out of him, but he's gripping Moon's cock and stroking, trying to milk him through it with his hand, though he clenches around the cock in his ass to match.]
[he kisses randy blindly, answering some half-conscious thought to soothe his mate's cry, muffling any sounds of his own as he clutches randy to him and comes for the second time]
[Randy moans into the kiss, almost entirely muffled as anything but vibrating sound caught between them. He's so overcome, feeling Moon come again, his attention split between kissing his lover and working both his cocks as best he can, truly a rubbing one's belly and patting one's head situation.]
[Moon eventually and reluctantly comes to rest under Randy's efforts, gently swaying in place like a muted echo of his earlier vigour, too well-spent to do more anything more than think about moving again. his kisses turn lazier, more indulgent, and as his panting slows, he starts crooning instead.]
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[That stronger movement punches another moan out of him, but he forces his eyes open, looks at Moon half-deliriously.]
I'll- look at you as much as you want, fuck, fuck, Moon, fuck me like that--!
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I will. I know... you like it when I fuck you hard. When— until— you can't think. Only feel me.
[more than that, he shifts his hold to lift Randy, bearing him down to meet every sharp thrust]
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[Moon's words and powerful fucking in combination are more than enough to break his resistance, Randy shuddering and crying out as he spills between them, clenches down hot and so so tight and shaking around Moon's length.]
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[Moon gasps, hips stuttering to a stop as his ridges catch. But only for a moment, and then he's pulling out in one determined movement, the flared scales of his cock dragging almost desperately against Randy's walls before leaving him empty and clenching around nothing. —and then there's pressure and fullness again, the gentler ribbing of ridges going in as Moon switches cocks and hisses in relief.]
Told you... Told you I would keep going.
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Yeah, yeah, you're so good...
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[He's moving again— slowly while Randy shivers through his climax, but not staying still. He curls a hand over his bared cock, pulled out so near to its own finish, and presses it against Randy's stomach, heedless of the mess, to grind against him with every slow rock of his hips.]
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Fuuuuuck...
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Good?
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[Stroking him, clumsy with orgasm but rubbing those flared ridges encouragingly.]
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[his rumbling stutters and he jerks forward, spilling over Randy's fingers and gasping as his own shivering jolts thrust his second cock that much deeper, satisfaction and need blurring]
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[he kisses randy blindly, answering some half-conscious thought to soothe his mate's cry, muffling any sounds of his own as he clutches randy to him and comes for the second time]
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