We were made for each other (Camilo x Mariano)

One Of A Kind (NSFW)

As they were walking back Mariano could hardly contain himself. He was desperate, resisting the urge to just pull the other close to him, to touch him with not a space between them...

He broke, turning and pressing the other up insistently against the nearest wall, ignoring the boy's yelp as he nearly tripped over his poncho while being unwillingly moved. Mariano caged him in with his arms and brought his own face close enough for them to nearly be nose to nose.

"Uh..." Camilo faltered, their lips close together due to the proximity. "Y-you're a little c-close..." he said softly. Mariano could count every freckle on the other's face... honestly, how could someone be this beautiful..?

Then he kissed him.

Camilo had whimpered quietly, eyes wide at the shock of the assault on his mouth, though they soon closed as Mariano worked his lips against his own. He released a small, breathy moan as Mariano's lips left his, the action clearly affecting him... elsewhere...

Mariano looked at the other up and down, quickly lifting the poncho he noticed the visible bulge in the other's pants before the other could shove the fabric back down with an undignified squeak.

"I-I..." Camilo began, his cloudy mind clearly trying to make sense of the situation. Which wasn't helped when Mariano began palming him through his pants, a nimble hand having slipped beneath his poncho in his distraction.

He had moaned loudly in surprise, a hand quickly coming up to muffle himself before it was swiftly slapped back against the wall out of pleasurable desperation.

He was already close. How cute.

He looked perfect like this. A dainty blush colouring his expression, eyes half lidded and hazy from the pleasure. He was moaning softly and shuddering with the stimulation, his head tipped back slightly to rest against the wall.

Mariano knew from personal experience that the younger boy would be far too engrossed in the feeling to contemplate his willingness or escape; especially with most of his blood having migrated down south...

So he simply stroked the other gently through the layers of clothing, as Camilo unconsciously jerked his hips forward in his need, his eyes rolling back into his head as he reached the brink. "S-slow d-down..!" The shifter managed to gasp out, panting.

Then it stopped. Mariano withdrew his hand, disregarding the boy's desperate cry as he failed to tip over the edge of his release. Camilo's own hands quickly moved to get himself off but Mariano simply caught both of the other's slim wrists within the grip of one of his own hands, lifting them above his head.

He held the squirming boy like that for a moment, noting the way his knees went weak at his proximity to his orgasm, much to Mariano's amusement.

"P-please..." the brunette shifter whimpered at the lack of friction, "I-I need to-AHHH!!" The shapeshifter gasped at the sensation of the other caressing the outline ever so gently, the feather-light touches causing him to keen softly.

So he liked that did he..?

Camilo could hardly hold himself still now, trying desperately to wriggle his hands free from the other's grasp, his mind consumed with finding release from this blissful torture.

Mariano wasted no time pulling the shifter closer to him and tossing him over a shoulder before he could protest, slipping quietly past the still-thriving party and heading off towards his own guest room.

"Hey! What do you think you-NGH!" The shifter began before quickly being silenced by the placement of Mariano's hand on his crotch.

He was hushed by this for a while, shy for a few quiet moans, before he finally spoke.

"Wait! Hold on! I'm gonna-!" The younger male choked out, breathing heavily, before being lightly deposited onto the other's bed, having arrived in Mariano's room, landing on his back.

Now Mariano had him right where he wanted him...

The older male swiftly grabbed both of the other's thighs with both of his own hands, spreading his legs like a book and slotting himself between his pages.

The shifter gasped at this, face flushed a much deeper red by now, which Mariano decided he enjoyed just as much as the lighter version.

"You want me to help you with that now?" Mariano asked seductively. "I can either finish you with my hips," he said as he rocked his own bulge into the other's, causing Camilo to gasp and keen.

"Or with my lips." Mariano finished, dropping down to his knees and resting his cheek on the other's thigh gently, teasingly close to the other's still-clothed dick.

"So what'll it be, little chameleon?" Mariano purred, mouthing along the boy's inner thigh as he waited.

"I-AH!" Camilo gasped through a moan trying and failing to speak during the sensation.

He was so sweet Mariano simply wanted to consume him; ALL of him...

"Tick tock, tick tock..." Mariano hummed, standing up and towering over the other, "If you don't hurry up, I'll decide for myself..." he whispered in the other's ear softly, using one of his hands to trace the entire length of the boy's body, causing Camilo to to shiver slightly beneath him.

The boy was still panting, and struggling to form words so Mariano took it into his own hands... he pulled the other's ankles together, making it easier to pull down the other's leggings and briefs to set the shifter's trapped member free.

Camilo didn't even bother trying to protest this time, simply biting his lip and looking away in preparation for the onslaught of pleasure.

Mariano was intoxicated by this feeling; the warm sensation that flooded through him with every gentle cry that he roused from the shifter in his bliss...

He couldn't wait to strip the other down to have his way with him. To kiss him deeply, and leave tender love bites across his beautiful, unmarred tan skin... as well as a few... other things...

Soon enough...