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Laius and Kabru had gotten stranded in the icy sixth level of the dungeon, after Laius insisted on bringing Kabru there for reasons he didn’t explain very well but seemed enthused over. Their trek among the area’s jagged rocks was cut short, however, as a snowstorm brewed and grew too thick to see through. Sensing that pushing on through the snow would be pointless, Laius suggested they camp out in a cave for a while.
There was no wood to use for a campfire, and Laius only knew the most basic of spells, so in order to stay warm as darkness fell they agreed to both sleep in Laius's bedroll. It was perhaps not the most comfortable arrangement, but one that would keep them non-hypothermic.
Laius was currently on minute 30 of trying to fall asleep with Kabru inches away from him. The stress of dungeon crawling must've been getting to him, because the proximity had gotten him hard, and his dick was now threatening to poke Kabru in the backside if Laius made an errant movement.
He shifted uncomfortably again. He tried not to think about it and count satyrs in his head - again. Before he could count to three, however, he heard Kabru call to him.
"Laius."
Kabru's voice was quiet and soft, fogged in sleep. It still gave Laius a start.
"...Yeah?"
"Quit fidgeting."
Laius mumbled an apology and forced himself to stay still, which was very difficult considering the uncomfortable hardness in his pants. He breathed out shakily.
"I can tell you're hard, you know," Kabru continued, and Laius nearly jumped. He apologized again.
"I'm... sorry," he said, after a sigh that signalled he was disappointed in himself. Kabru laughed quietly, and Laius’s face grew hotter yet.
"Want me to help you with that?" Kabru mumbled, still sleepy. Laius was sure he misheard, or that the man was sleep-talking.
"Come again?"
"Do you want me to help you with that?" Kabru repeated, unfazed. When Laius didn't reply, he scooted back toward the man and rolled his hips in a way that had Laius wheezing. The blond jerked back away from him as much as he could, given the limited space.
"K-Kabru! That's- You don't have to do that. Please..." Laius exclaimed, but sounded unconvincing.
"But I want to."
Kabru had turned to face Laius now, adding to his embarrassment. The twilight of the cave seemed Laius's only saving grace. He avoided Kabru's eyes as well as he could, but it was hard to block out his presence completely when he could feel the other man's breath on his lips.
Kabru seemed genuine, but it was hard for Laius to believe someone would be so plainly attracted to him. Especially someone who happened to be Kabru. The black-haired man seemed to have no such hang-ups, though, as he gently slid a hand down to Laius's pelvis and ran his fingers along the blond’s swollen length.
"Oh my..." came an awed exclamation, moments later. "Laius, you never told me you were packing."
Laius didn't reply, trying to steady his breathing, so Kabru moved closer yet, near his face.
"Can I?" he questioned, gliding the back of his fingers against Laius's cock for emphasis. Laius inhaled sharply and let out the start of a gasp, cutting it short by gritting his teeth.
"You won't be able to sleep like this," Kabru continued. Laius took a second to think and nodded his head, not meeting Kabru's eyes. Kabru responded with an agreeable hum before giving Laius's cock a squeeze and hearing the man's breath stutter. He didn't tease beyond that, though, pulling down Laius's pants and taking his dick by the base before sliding a fist up its length.
"Ah! Hah- Kabru-" Laius gasped and shot a hand up to grasp Kabru's shoulder. The man chuckled, but it didn't sound mocking to Laius.
"I take it it's been a while?"
Laius groaned out an affirmation as Kabru thumbed his slit to spread precum around. Kabru was very proficient with his hands, and Laius couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing. On one hand it felt wonderful. On the other, Laius was making noises he didn't know he was capable of and they were embarrassing.
Laius internally cursed himself for agreeing to this, mainly because he was definitely going to think of Kabru's hands on him every time he jacked off now, and he wasn't sure if this would ever happen again. It was hard to tell what Kabru was getting out of this, and the darkness of the cave prevented Laius from seeing his expression.
Laius tried to just focus on not making noise as to not attract monsters, Kabru's firm hand on him making it a formidable challenge. Kabru ended up breaking the silence again anyway.
"Did you really think I wouldn't notice?"
Laius swallowed.
"I- I thought you were asleep."
Kabru hummed in response, then shuffled closer to the blond. His palm flattened against Laius's cock, pressing it against his stomach and continuing to stroke slowly.
"A little hard to fall asleep with this less than a foot away from me," he whispered against Laius's ear. The hot air contrasted with the cave's frigid cold made Laius shiver and let out a sigh.
Kabru moved away again, this time taking his hand off Laius's cock. The blond was about to question him before Kabru spoke again.
"Just hang on a second."
He turned around in the bedroll and reached outside it to his bag, pulling out a small vial before diving back under the covers. He kept his back turned to Laius and busied himself with the vial.
"Sword oil," he spoke.
Laius stayed silent, unsure of what that implied. It wasn't until Kabru pulled down his own smallclothes that something clicked in his head.
"W-wait, Kabru, you don't have to-"
Kabru interrupted him with a tsk and a small laugh.
"I said I want to."
Laius couldn't deny he was excited at the prospect of whatever Kabru was preparing for, so he didn't protest further.
He watched, entranced, as Kabru uncorked the vial and emptied some oil out onto his fingers before spreading it on his palms and then reaching down between his legs. It was impossible to see what he was doing in the bedroll, but Laius didn't have to wonder much longer.
Having finished doing whatever it was, Kabru pressed against Laius again, making a point to grind against his hard-on. Groaning in response, Laius decided to take a chance and place a hand on Kabru's hip. The brunet seemed pleased, reaching up behind Laius's neck to pull them closer together. He spoke.
"You're really warm."
"I've been told," came the blond's response, before he wrapped his arm around the other man's waist. Kabru let out a noise that sounded like something between a choke and a small nervous laugh.
"What?"
"Nothing," Kabru replied quietly. His arm dropped from Laius's neck and between their bodies, finding the blond's cock again. Kabru breathed out a bit forcefully as he wrapped his hand around it and pumped firmly, twisting his wrist for more friction. Laius shuddered out a breath and wrapped his arm around the brunet more tightly. He then had a moment of realization and moved his hand to Kabru's dick, finding him hard. Kabru gasped and bucked his hips reflexively, his back arching.
"Wait," he wavered.
"What's wrong?"
"Um," Kabru paused as he shifted up a bit on the bedroll. "You can use my thighs," he said softly. Then, clarifying - "to get off."
"O-oh, yeah. I mean, yes, if you want."
"I wouldn't be offering if I didn't want to. Stop fussing already," Kabru replied testily.
"Okay... So, just, between..?"
"Yes. Come on."
Laius swallowed, mouth suddenly feeling dry, and aligned himself with the smaller man's thighs before finally sliding between them.
His groan mixed with Kabru's whimper as Laius's length pushed between the meat of the brunet's thighs and dragged against his balls. Laius wrapped his arm around Kabru again for leverage before partially pulling out and pushing back in, grinding his pelvis against the back of Kabru's thighs. Kabru half-sighed and half-whined, letting his head fall on his arm.
"...Good?" Laius asked.
"Mhm," came the brunet's breathy reply, and Laius continued his movements, emboldened.
He maintained a steady pace with his hips, grinding more so than thrusting as to not make too much noise. For what it was worth, Kabru didn't seem to mind. He'd grown as hot as Laius and his breath came heavy.
Not content to be the only one getting off, though, Laius reached around Kabru again.
"Can I?" he asked, unsure if the other man still didn't want to be touched. A nod and a small noise of affirmation eased his doubts, however, and that was all Laius needed to wrap a calloused hand around Kabru's length again, stroking him to full hardness.
Laius felt an inexplicable need to wrap himself entirely around the smaller man, so he snaked his unoccupied arm under Kabru and wrapped it around his chest, bringing his chin to rest in the crook of Kabru's shoulder. He continued his ministrations on the other's cock, massaging the glans in order to draw out more precum. His new position allowed him to hear Kabru's resulting whimper, despite the brunet hastily clapping a hand over his mouth.
With precum now coating his fingers, it was much easier for Laius to pump the other man's length. He tried to match the pace of his thrusts to his hand. If Kabru's tensed legs and arching back were any indication, that seemed to be the right course of action.
Laius kept up the same for a while, both his and Kabru's breathing growing heavier. At some point Kabru brought his left hand to the arm Laius had wrapped around him and covered Laius's hand with his own, fingers fumbling but not quite intertwining.
Reminded of its position, the hand Laius kept on Kabru's chest wandered slightly south to brush over his nipple, then roll it between his fingers. Laius was rewarded with a whine from the other man, and could hear his sounds get less muffled as Kabru switched from keeping a hand over his mouth to biting his knuckles.
"You feel amazing."
The endorphins having made him woozy, Laius let a compliment slip without thinking.
A whine was heard from Kabru despite his best efforts at keeping it in, and Laius continued – might as well commit.
"Your thighs are so soft. Feels good."
Kabru forced himself to re-learn how to breathe for a moment before replying.
"Plea- Just be qui- ah- quiet," he managed.
"Oh, sorry," Laius whispered in response. "You're right. The monsters around here could hear."
Kabru gave a barely perceptible nod that he hoped was a response enough, and silence fell for another minute or so before Laius broke it again.
"I could, um," he trailed off, unsure, but made himself continue. "I could kiss you. So, you know, we'd be more quiet."
Kabru didn't reply for a good few seconds, so Laius reached up to the man's cheek and gently turned his head to face him. The smaller man removed the hand from his mouth and Laius could hear him swallow. Bringing their faces closer together, he dipped into a kiss which the other man met.
They only pressed their lips together at first, mouths barely parted, but quickly grew bolder. Soon Kabru found himself with Laius's tongue massaging his own and probing behind his teeth. Laius kept up the slide of his cock between Kabru's slick thighs and his grip on the brunet's length, and soon Kabru was moaning into his mouth, languid and satisfied. Laius kept them pressed together until Kabru had no choice but to break away to breathe.
"Laius," the man exhaled languorously, tinged with just a hint of desperation.
Laius's hips stuttered, breath growing harsher, and he enveloped the other's mouth again. He felt the shiver in Kabru's hand as the man rested it on Laius's arm. Their kiss was sloppy, courtesy of Laius, but neither of them cared, intent only on getting as much skin-to-skin contact as possible.
Even when they had to separate for air again, Laius kept his mouth on Kabru, kissing the side of his face and his neck. Kabru struggled to keep his noises down and although the whole “kissing to keep quiet” idea seemed counterproductive now, he wasn’t about to tell the blond to stop.
Laius was close - losing himself in the hot, slick slide of his cock between the smaller man’s legs. Kabru’s panting and gasping threatened to spill from their little cocoon as Laius’s thrusts got aggressive and his hand gripped Kabru’s cock more forcefully, his other arm holding the brunet tightly.
“Kabru,” Laius panted against the man’s shoulder, “gonna-“
Kabru barely managed to get out an “mhm” in response before Laius was groaning, pulling Kabru flush against himself by the hip and sinking his teeth into his shoulder. A noise escaped Kabru’s throat that was uncharacteristically high-pitched as Laius gave one final thrust and spilled over his thighs, covering them and the bedroll in sticky cum.
For a few moments, they just lay panting – Laius coming down from his orgasm, and Kabru having just been nearing his. Ever the giver, though, Laius returned his attention to the other man as soon as he caught his breath, capturing Kabru’s lips in his own again as he resumed fisting his leaking cock.
Not needing to lay on his side any longer, Kabru rolled over to better face Laius, wrapping an arm around his broad shoulders as panted through his nose and moaned into the blond’s mouth. The heat in their bedroll was suffocating by now.
Another few strokes from Laius’s firm hand had Kabru throwing his head back with a gasp as he spilled over his stomach.
A quiet fell in the cave again as both men lay catching their breath. Laius draped his arm over Kabru lazily and found Kabru’s hand coming to rest on top of it. They both savored the gentle closeness that was so rare in the dungeon.
Laius was the first to break their reverie as he leaned up on his elbow to face Kabru.
“Thanks for that,” he spoke in a slightly rough voice.
Kabru cleared his throat before replying with a “welcome.” Laius’s responding smile was barely visible, but Kabru saw it nonetheless and it made his stomach flip. When Laius kissed him again, chastely this time, Kabru’s hand shook as it covered the hand Laius cupped his cheek with.
“We need to clean this up,” Kabru mumbled as he and Laius separated.
“Mm, ‘ts just use my shirt,” the blond replied sleepily, and reached outside the bedroll to grab a dirty shirt from his pack, passing it to Kabru to let him wipe himself and the bedroll down. Kabru put the shirt away once he was finished, then laid back down, facing Laius.
He seemed to consider something for a moment, before turning the other way and moving closer and pressing against the blond. It took realization a moment to hit Laius, but when it did he slid an arm around the other man and hugged him to his torso happily. Kabru sighed contentedly in return, then spoke.
“You’re definitely going to have to wash this bedroll before you use it again.”
“Mmh,” came Laius’s tired reply. The somnolent silence that followed was interrupted by another remark from the blond.
“’M sorry I bit you,” he murmured. “Does it hurt?”
Kabru’s reply was quiet partly because of their situation, and partly because of the topic.
“It’s fine. Doesn’t really hurt.” It did hurt, but that was the least of Kabru’s problems.
Laius replied with an acknowledging hum.
“And… I’m sorry we’re in this situation right now.” A pause. “I wanted to show you one of the monsters here, since you said you don’t like them. I thought maybe if it’s similar to a surface animal you’d understand them better.”
Kabru didn’t say anything in reply for a while, because nothing that wasn’t kind of embarrassing came to mind.
“It’s… Okay. You can show me tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I will,” came Laius’s reply, a smile evident in his voice.
Laius fell asleep quickly in the silence that ensued, in contrast to Kabru, who was unable to sleep for another hour, due to being taken by an episode of introspection in light of new and unfamiliar feelings he’d been forced to acknowledge that night.