The blonde’s growing list of new experiences had once again expanded in a way he’d never expected.
The sudden, wet heat and the flick of Kyle’s tongue against the bud sent a jolt of electricity straight to Ollie’s core, causing him to shudder in a daze of pure sensation.
"Haaaaah!"
Ollie shuddered, his breath catching as it turned into a soft, helpless sound he couldn’t hold back. His body squird instinctively, caught between wanting to pull away and not wanting it to stop.
For a mont, everything else faded.
The unfamiliar stretch and the daunting feeling between his legs were forgotten, replaced entirely by the maddening rhythm of Kyle’s mouth and the firm, possessive grip of his hands.
Well, at least... that had been the case until—
A squelching sound managed to rise above the blonde’s moans, shocking Ollie as his inside suddenly felt extrely full.
"!"
His eyes flew open, wide and stunned as the realization hit him.
Kyle had really pushed in.
Ollie felt it—every inch of it—and his body tensed imdiately, caught off guard by how much there was to take in all at once. It was unfamiliar, overwhelming, and far more than he’d expected.
He was just about to run his mouth in a frantic protest—really, he was—
But then he caught sight of the expression on his husband’s face and everything stalled.
Kyle looked... different.
Completely undone in a way Ollie had never seen before. There was a kind of raw, unguarded expression on his face, sothing almost reverent, as if he had just stepped into sothing he’d been waiting for without even realizing it.
It was such a pure look that left Ollie montarily stunned.
He likely had a lot of important things to say earlier, but in the face of sothing like that, how could he not get caught up?
But it was only for a mont, as it didn’t take long before he realized why his husband looked so transford.
Because right as he took a deep breath to steady his heart, he felt sothing even more intimate than having Kyle inside him like that.
A wave of tingling sensation spread through him, subtle at first, then steadily building and heading straight for his core. It was definitely different from his spiritual energy, and should have alard him out of his mind.
But instead of being uncomfortable and afraid, his body welcod it with an all-too-satisfied sigh, as if it had been waiting a lifeti for this hocoming.
Kyle gathered Ollie’s face in his hands, his thumbs stroking over flushed cheeks in an attempt to offer reassurance.
Then he leaned down, closing the distance between them without hesitation.
Their lips t in a needy kiss that scread longing.
It was as if it didn’t matter that they’d been together all this ti, because even then it still felt like all that ti couldn’t ever be enough.
Their breaths mingled unevenly and unsteadily in desperation, a silent vow to be even closer than they already were. It was a kiss of endless reassurance, locking them both in the heat of the mont.
If soone were to ask the blonde to describe what he was currently feeling, he honestly wouldn’t be able to explain it beyond the word "fulfilled."
Like there was nowhere else he’d rather be.
Ollie’s head tipped back at the surge taking over his body, but just as his mind began to drift, a sudden movent tore him away from the heady daze.
Kyle shifted his hips, honestly just a little. But the sensation of that weight sliding within him sent a fresh shock through Ollie’s nerves.
"Hnngh!!!"
"Are you okay?" Kyle asked thoughtfully, his voice thick with concern as he saw those bright eyes suddenly snap open with a start.
Okay?
The stunned lighthouse blinked at him, still trying to catch his breath.
If Kyle had sothing that big inside of him to deal with—
Would he also be okay?
Because right about now, the blonde felt like everything inside him was being rewritten in Kyle’s na.
Oh gods.
The blonde was just about ready to say no with the sa level of conviction he usually reserved for picking his afternoon snacks.
Unfortunately, he never got the chance.
Because the mont Kyle adjusted his rhythm, everything he’d been about to say got swallowed whole.
With a deliberate, deep thrust, Kyle hit a spot that sent the star’s eyes quivering.
"Ahn!"
For a split second, his mind blanked.
Then, out of nowhere, colors that definitely had no business existing in a dark room flashed behind Ollie’s eyelids.
The world turned into a blur of heat and friction as Kyle began to thrust into him over and over. Every ti they connected, the mounting pressure felt like a fever spreading through Ollie’s veins, turning his bones to liquid.
"Kyle—!" he managed to gasp in between broken moans. "Is it not possible not to go deeper? Is there any treasure in there that warrants doing that?"
His head shifted helplessly against the pillow, voice caught sowhere between complaint and sothing far less convincing. He looked desperate, but could’ve been more convincing if not for the pleasure that dripped from the sa soft lips.
"I swear there’s no treasure! No treasure!" he insisted, even as his mouth failed to resist letting out another high-pitched cry.
Kyle, finding this complainant and all his antics pitiful, amusing, and incredibly arousing, let out a low, rough breath. "That’s not true, you know? There’s too much waiting to be explored."
"What?! There’s none!" Ollie dug his nails into the beast’s back as he felt his legs lock up and his brain turn to mush.
Kyle only gave him a look.
The kind that said, what exactly do you expect to do with that?
He glanced down aningfully, wanting to remind his star that it was Ollie’s own legs wrapped tight around his waist, pulling him back in every ti he tried to pull away.
More importantly, Kyle didn’t know how to explain that while Ollie’s mouth was asking for rcy, his body was doing the opposite.
His insides clamped and sucked at Kyle’s mber so fiercely that even if Kyle had gone insane and decided to do sothing as unlikely as detaching, it would’ve been a difficult feat to accomplish.
"..."
"..."
The blonde, realizing that the beast had montarily paused, followed Kyle’s gaze down to the state of his own legs and imdiately froze.
"Ack!"
His face flushed a deep, unrestrained red as he realized just how tightly his own legs were wrapped around Kyle, pulling him closer every ti there was even the slightest space between them.
"W-well—!" Ollie sputtered. "You don’t have to be t-too obedient! Sotis I’m wrong! Like right now—you don’t have to work so hard!"
And yet—
Even as he stamred the words, his heels dug into his husband’s lower back, dragging him closer.
Kyle’s expression shifted, sothing amused flickering beneath it.
"How can I not work hard?" Kyle asked, his voice vibrating through Ollie as he delivered a heavy, relentless thrust that had the blonde trembling.
"I promised to work really hard for you and our family, didn’t I? I can’t possibly fail during the first day of our married life."
Ollie’s thoughts scattered imdiately.
Whatever argunt he had left dissolved completely, replaced by sothing far less coherent from the sheer weight of the pleasure.
But sowhere through the haze, he could’ve sworn he heard the sly beast mutter sothing about working harder than ever.
And really... How could Kyle Nox not do such a thing?
Because beyond the teasing and the chaos that was his star, Ollie—was an even greater personal desire to worship every part of his wife.
From the tips of his hair to the deepest recesses that even his little star had yet to know of, Kyle wanted to be there to lavish it all with his affection.
And so he did exactly that, making sure to fulfill his promise as a worthy husband.
The pace picked up, the thrusts becoming faster and more frantic.
Each movent building on the last until Ollie felt like his entire body had turned into a live wire, every nerve alight and ready to snap.
"Ah—Kyle! Hngh!"
The tension finally broke.
Kyle drove himself into Ollie one last, deepest ti, seeking his own release as he pushed his wife over the edge.
The blonde’s back arched violently, his nails raking deep red lines into his husband’s shoulders as a sudden, electric jolt got him screaming for Kyle.
For a mont, there was nothing.
No thought.
No resistance.
Just the overwhelming sensation as everything crashed down at once.
He fell into a ground-shaking orgasm, his vision white and his lungs empty while Kyle followed him into the abyss, shuddering as he claid every bit of the affection Ollie had to give.
When it was over, the room was only filled with panting and silent prayers.
Ah... and definitely coaxing kisses of about two—no, ten, as one blonde narrowed his eyes while shielding his reddened buttocks from the world.
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