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Gideon knew something was off the second that pixie blew a fine, glittery dust into his face. It stung a bit, and Gideon frantically rubbed at his eyes, trying to get the grit from them. He felt a hand on his back, a familiar voice as the pixie giggled and fluttered away. “Gid! You alright?” It was Kremy at his side, a concerned look written across his face when Gideon was finally able to peel open his running eyes.
He could feel his heart pound the second his eyes met Kremy’s. Gideon’s skin felt even hotter than normal, his stomach a burning pit of want and desire; between his thighs, the fire genasi throbbed and ached in a pleasant way. “Wow,” Gideon murmured, one hand finding Kremy’s waist and he leaned in, noticing the shock in the lizardfolk’s gaze. “Whatcha doin’, Gid? You’re actin’ weird,” Kremy said, cut off when Gideon pulled him in, feverish and starting to pant.
“I don’t know what’s happenin’ to me, Kremy, I feel— I can’t control myself,” Gideon shuddered, tucking his heated face into the crook of Kremy’s cool scales. The ache increased with the proximity to the lizardfolk’s body, Gideon’s pulse beating doubletime at the tentative stroke of Kremy’s claws on the side of his head. “I think I know what happened, Gid, I think— you may have had a lust spell put on you.”
Kremy rushed Gideon back to their cabins as fast as he could, the fire genasi falling to pieces the closer they got. By the time the door closed behind them both, Gideon was on his knees, his face buried into Kremy’s crotch, breath hard and hot. Kremy’s hands found Gideon’s hair, petting gently as his husband moaned and rocked his hips into nothing, desperate for more. “It’s gonna be okay, Gid. You think you can get to our bed?” Gideon shook his head, starting to mouth at where he knew Kremy’s cloaca was through his trousers, attempting to coax out his partner’s internal cock.
“Okay, honey, just— sit back for me, I’ll take care of it,” Kremy crooned, arousal climbing up his spine and spreading to his stomach and down to his cloaca. Gideon sat back, eyes half-lidded and glossed over with undeniable lust; Kremy took a slow breath and tried to calm himself down first, his cock beginning to slide free of his cloaca. “Open your legs, Gid— good boy, that’s it, I’ll do all the work,” he praised as Gideon spread his legs, a wet patch on the crotch of his pants. Kremy got to his knees and unbuttoned his husband’s trousers, pulling them off to expose Gideon’s undergarments, even more soaked than his pants. “Aw, Gid,” Kremy cooed, “is this where it hurts?
Gideon nodded frantically, a whine falling from his lips as Kremy’s slender fingers brushed his cunt over the thin fabric of his underwear. “Please, Kremy, I c— I can’t take it,” Gideon pleaded, hips twitching up into Kremy’s hand, his clit straining his undergarments. “Shh-shh, I’ve gotcha, Gid,” Kremy whispered, pulling off Gideon’s underwear and groaning at the sight of his husband’s swollen folds. Gideon shifted and reached down, taking his erect little cock between his fingers and began tugging, mouth falling open with a loud moan.
Kremy hissed and fumbled to unbuckle his slacks and shoved them down to his knees, then his underwear. His cock had fully slid from his cloaca, slick and stiff, and Gideon practically whimpered at the sight. “Please,” Gideon slurred, fingers moving faster on his clit, “please put it in, darlin’, I can’t take— hah!” The fire genasi was cut off by way of Kremy’s cock sinking into his hole, the lizardfolk’s claws digging into the soft fat at Gideon’s hips. “Take it easy, Gid,” Kremy grunted, pulling back just enough to slam back in, his movements smooth and fast, “jus’ lay there ‘n look pretty for me, honey, that’s it.”
By the time Gideon came, Kremy had manhandled his husband onto his hands and knees, fucking him from behind hard and rough, leaving bruising bitemarks on the fire genasi’s shoulders and neck. Even the force of Kremy’s hips against Gideon’s was enough to make the fire genasi sore in the best ways. He cried out as Kremy’s hand came down on his ass, claws pricking the heated skin and making Gideon’s eyes roll back with the sensation.
“Kremy, I’m gonna come,” he warned, voice tight, “I’m— I’m gonna come— ahn!” Kremy wrapped a hand around Gideon’s throat as his voice broke, the sound of liquid splattering on the hardwood floor loud when his husband orgasmed, shivering hard and sobbing through it. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Gideon moaned, knees slipping further apart and arms giving out; he fell chest-first into his own wetness, hips still up and pressed to Kremy’s pelvis.
With a low growl, Kremy buried himself as deep in Gideon as he could, his release shooting into his husband’s womb. “Mmmmh,” Gideon groaned, cunt pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm and clit twitching. He appeared deeply satisfied, only making a soft noise when Kremy pulled out, his softened cock retracting back inside his cloaca. “You feelin’ better, honey?” Kremy asked, petting from Gideon’s back to his hips, feeling his husband sigh happily. “Yeah, much better. Thank you, darlin’.” Kremy smiled, love blooming in his chest. “Anytime, Gid.”