Body Language (MewGulf AU)

🌞Chapter 13🌻

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In the end they did it a total of seven times, but it was only after the fifth time that it started to feel good. Gulf panted, maintaining eye contact with Mew.

Finally, after expelling a full load into Gulf's ass. Mew surrended and they both lay down on the bed together.

"When you were in high school, didn't you always talk about how many times you could do it in a day?"

Gulf cocked his head at Mew's question.

"No, I didn't. Did you?"

"I did. My friends and I would argue over who could do it the most. It was like a competition. I'd go into a room first with my girlfriend and then we'd do it. My friend and his girlfriend would wait outside and when he finished, we'd have the condoms as evidence of how many times we did it. Then my friend would go afterwards, and then me again, and so on. That's normal, right?"

Gulf shook his head.

"I definitely wouldn't do that."

"But it was so much fun! Trying to get a hard-on even when it's totally drained up. And the come gets more and more transparent. You must have heard people talking about it, at least?" Mew looked at Gulf and grinned. "I remember my record was about eight times. I guess my sex drive was a little stronger when I was in high school. I can't have changed that much! I want to try for nine times!"

"With who?"

Mew looked exasperated.

"Silly Gulf may always be cute, but I think you have to work on the 'cool' part a little more. With you, of course. Dummy."

"What...?!"

'Nine times?! With Mew?! In one day?!'

"Er, I don't think I can..."

"I don't want it now. I'm done for today. Seven was enough. Wanna take a shower? Or do you want to sleep like this?"

'I want a shower! I've wanted one so badly! I'm dying for a shower!'

There was no way he could go to sleep like this.

But he was just so tired. His entire body, especially his ass, was exhausted. Sleep was overcoming him.

"...I have to get up."

"Eh, but it's too much hassle. Let's shower later. Sleep now?"

Gulf looked at the clock to see what time it was. It was a little past eight. He didn't even remember when they had started, but to save himself the embarrassment, he decided not to work out the math.

"Yeah, let's take a nap now. Then I'll get up and go home."

"Cold outside. Stay over. When you get up, we can do it again." Gulf's attempt to refuse were lost on Mew's kisses. "Sleep tight."

Mew had such a gentle smile that Gulf couldn't bring himself to argue. "Sweet dreams."

Shutting his eyes, Gulf suddenly remembered and asked, "That contest. Who was the winner?"

Mew, who had just shut his eyes to sleep, suddenly opened them wide and laughed.

"You think I'd lose?"

His brimming self-confidence was attractive.

'I really like him.' Gulf thought to himself.

'It doesn't matter how cruel a man he is. I like Mew.'

TBC