Solstice Night

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus lifted an eyebrow at the people propositioning them. He still had one hand holding Krem's jaw - he'd been kissing him and quite content to do so when someone had cleared their voice at him. His other hand may or may not have been firmly planted on Krem's ass.

He was only momentarily annoyed to be interrupted before realizing exactly what they wanted. A man and woman, as far as he could tell, both offering interest, asking if he and Krem would like to join them. He couldn't tell if they were a couple and he wondered if it even mattered.

He brushed his thumb over Krem's cheek and looked at him.

"What do you think?" He nodded towards them as he asked but kept his eyes on Krem.

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[krempuff]

"Not sure if that's persistence or stubbornness," Krem said, though the words ended with a whine as Gannicus took his fingers away. He slapped the wall to keep from grabbing for Gannicus's wrist and forcing him back to task, panting and shoving and wiggling out of his jeans.

Desperation was gnawing at him the way that it did when they were together, and he wanted, badly, just to be had.

[god_of_the_arena]

"Both." He went to his knees to help get the jeans all the way off, and he couldn't quite help himself. He leaned forward, tongue making a lewd line up Krem's cunt. He moaned at the taste and resisted the urge to stay there with his face buried. He wanted more. He stood and grabbed Krem's thighs, using the wall to brace weight as he lifted him, pinned him. He gave him an obscene kiss, mouth still wet from Krem's cunt.

Gannicus reached between them to guide his cock; he let Krem's weight do most of the work and gave a thrust of his hips at the end. "Fuck," he breathed, pressing Krem into the wall to get proper balance. If he could do this nearly falling over drunk he could sure as fuck do it nearly sober.

[krempuff]

Krem was left shivering, brief as it was, when Gannicus knelt at his feet and pressed his mouth to him. He helpfully kicked away his jeans and stripped off his sports bra, casting it aside, spreading his legs a bit as he felt the filthy slide of Gannicus's tongue on him.

It was a distraction, maybe, as so much of this was. And then, shortly, he was collected, weight pressed into the wall, mouth claimed with insistence. A distant part of him was aware that there was no crinkle of wrapper foil; it roiled some dark, needy heat in his belly, and he moaned filthily against Gannicus's mouth. No one had been inside him like this since the year change.

"How does it feel?" He squeezed around Gannicus, bracing on his shoulders.

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus didn't have words for a moment. "Perfect," he groaned at last, voice heavy with need. He lifted his head for another kiss, as filthy as the last, and he started fucking into him, using the wall to bear weight and attempting to push deep each time, chasing that feeling.

And for the hell of it, because Krem said something, he managed to smack his ass, then gripped it to help balance.

[krempuff]

The clumsiness of the position, the potential for falling, meant they were slow and Gannicus was deep, and Krem could feel everything, every inch and every twitch and how hot his skin was. He laughed, bright and moaning a little, when Gannicus slapped his ass. He pressed down to meet each thrust, legs wound tight around Gannicus's waist.

"Fuck," he breathed, lulling his head back to the wall. "Maker, your cock--!"

[god_of_the_arena]

"Your cunt," he retorted, a moan edging his voice. "May yet end on the floor." He almost laughed, but was soon distracted by the slick heat of Krem around him. There was something to be said for this, for pinning Krem to the wall, for feeling his weight lend itself to the depth of every thrust. But Gannicus wanted to fuck him, and he simply couldn't get that kind of power like this.

[krempuff]

"Would prefer the bed to the floor, if we must," Krem said with a groan. He scraped his blunt nails across the back of Gannicus's shoulders, whimpering softly with each deep grind of cock into cunt. His breath was a wreck, a shivering masterpiece of pleasure.

He licked his lips and looked at Gannicus warily, cheeks dark with flush. "It would be nice to have to brace myself on something while you see if you can meld us into one."

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus pushed deep and stayed there, grinding his hips lewdly against Krem's. His back arched at the scratch of nails across his skin. He kissed Krem, then slid his hands to adjust his hold.

"Keep your hold on me," he urged. The bedroom wasn't fair - he was fairly sure he could get them there as they were, with some cooperation. If Krem preferred the bed to the floor, he would have it.

It took some doing, but he managed it, and he set Krem on the bed rather than dropping him - he didn't want to lose his place.

[krempuff]

Krem laughed delightedly, keeping his legs wrapped around Gannicus's waist and his arms around his shoulders and trying to keep his hips as still as possible. The walk from doorway to bedroom was short, but aching. Every step was a pleasurable jostle, until Krem was panting raggedly as he was set down on the bed.

He unwound himself from around Gannicus's torso, splaying his legs wide on the bed. His fingers trailed down, and he groaned to touch his skin when he reached for the root of his cock. It had been ages.

"You must pull out before you come," he breathed. But then, on the next breath, "Fuck me well."

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus used his hips to nudge Krem higher onto the bed, until his knees had purchase. He shivered at the brush of fingers against his cock and he nodded in answer to the command. He would pull out. Even in heated passion he would endeavor to remember - he would not put Krem at risk.

A grin ticked his mouth at the second issue. An order he hardly minded. He grabbed Krem's thigh and braced his other hand against the bed, wasting no time. He fucked Krem like he meant to put him through the mattress, like he meant to leave corresponding bruises on ass and hips.

[krempuff]

The respect, the trust, in that nod warmed Krem from cheek to hipbones. He arched and squirmed, let himself be nudged and moved about, and when they settled to place, he gripped the sheets above his head, making his body as long and admirable as possible.

He roared with pleasure, howled. Gannicus battered at him just as Krem had requested, like he meant to put them back into one body. There was a quick, sudden riptide of pleasure that came with it, and within moments, Krem was coming, yowling like a cat in heat as he twisted on the bed.

[god_of_the_arena]

He wanted to come inside Krem. He wanted to feel their fluids mingle, wanted to see it when he pulled out. Gannicus clenched his jaw, fucking Krem through it, nearly losing himself in the eager tightness, in the sharp cries tearing from Krem.

With a growl of his own he forced himself to pull out, though his hips didn't stop desperate movement; instead he thrust against Krem's stomach, rubbing lewdly against him until he came in stripes across Krem's skin.

[krempuff]

There was a moment, a terrifying, exhilarating moment where Krem thought that maybe Gannicus wouldn't pull out, or he wouldn't pull out in time. But he did, and that was marvelous as well, a moment of slick sliding and then the splatter of come on his stomach.

Krem groaned, and a moment later it was laughter. He shifted a foot, nudged at Gannicus's thigh as he brought a hand down to skate through the come on his stomach.

"...hair trigger."

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus huffed a breathless laugh and smacked Krem's thigh. "You said fuck you well, not long." He grinned and leaned over him for a kiss. "As if I have not been fucking all night."

He kissed Krem again, teasing, then collapsed next to him to catch his breath. "Are you not satisfied?" He lifted an eyebrow.

[krempuff]

"I'll be sure to be more specific next time," Krem said, still shivering in his aftermath. He nudged Gannicus with his foot again, even despite the kiss, and a third time when Gannicus collapsed beside him.

"I am very satisfied, for the moment. But a little longevity would be nice."

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus rolled his eyes, smile lingering. "I will bear that in mind when desire next stirs." He knew he had it in him, and setting mind toward purpose would not be difficult, even if Krem tempted him beyond reason.

He pulled Krem closer to him, wrapping him up for another kiss. "Stay tonight," he murmured between light kisses.

[krempuff]

Krem let himself be pulled in, shuffling his hips back across the bed until he was held close and it was easy to tuck in for more lazy kisses. The bed felt warm and safe. Krem was fairly certain he had leaves or something in his hair. He nodded his ascent.

"I need a shower," he murmured. "And I'll have to be up early for work tomorrow--today? What time is it?"

[god_of_the_arena]

"No idea," he laughed. He didn't even bother turning to look at the clock on his nightstand; his own alarm was already set. He kissed Krem's neck.

"I will be up early as well," he lamented. "Shower now or in the morning?"

[krempuff]

"Now," Krem said softly, though he was loathe to try and leverage himself out of the confines of Gannicus's bed. "I'm covered in come and there's leaves and dirt in my hair. Plus, it will mean getting to sleep a few minutes later."

He ached, pleasantly, in his hips. Moving was a travesty, but he managed it, and pulled Gannicus along with him. On their way to the bedroom, he caught Gannicus in a soft, filthy kiss. "Thank you."

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus groaned, but he followed Krem out of bed, because it seemed a good idea and Krem was tugging at him anyway. He leaned, humming into the kiss. Perfect. "Gratitude," he echoed.

He squeezed Krem's ass, then pushed him into the bathroom. "What time do you have to wake?"

[krempuff]

The gentle pushiness of the gesture sparked in Krem more than it probably should have, given that they'd been fooling around for--well, they'd been working toward it, and actively doing it, since Gannicus carried him off to the orgy. Krem couldn't help it though.

He slid into the shower, angling the head away as he got the temperature how he wanted. "My alarm is set for quarter to five. I'm tempted just to stay awake, perhaps; it might be the better option. I've only the gym tomorrow."

[god_of_the_arena]

Gannicus groaned when Krem reported the appointed hour. He tended to wake at six on days he needed to work early. He didn't know how Krem did it. He joined Krem under the water and wrapped around him.

"I need what sleep can be found. Should hate to lose any fingers." He drummed his fingers down Krem's sides.

[krempuff]

Krem leaned back into Gannicus, calm and reassured, comforted by the gentle touch. It settled him, gentled all the rough and ragged edges their fucking had left behind. What a comfort it was, just to be touched and held as he washed away the outward evidence of their debauchery, leaving only the pleasant ache in his hips.

"I can stay on the couch, so you can rest," Krem offered, though he was fairly certain Gannicus would refuse it. And Krem preferred it that way as well. He could lie still and catch what sleep he could.

[god_of_the_arena]

"I would have you in bed," he answered, brushing kisses across Krem's shoulder, chasing drops of water. "I do not know how you do so much with so little sleep, carissime." He said it with admiration, and with awe. Gannicus could sleep like it was his job.

[krempuff]

"Coffee," Krem said dryly. Gannicus's mouth with a temptation that Krem did not ask for, not when they were trying to wind down now. "I've always been restless. I am better with someone beside me. Fewer nightmares."

He reached back for Gannicus's hip and pressed back to him, fitting his ass to the cradle of hips.