69. We Are Made of Dreams

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Neteyam woke up to someone carrying his body out of the water. He blinked, blinded by the sun, and groaned, covering his eyes. Ao'nung chuckled and set him down in the sand. Some curious villagers watched them before hurrying away.

Neteyam sat up slowly, pushing his braids behind his shoulder. Ao'nung sat down next to him and wrapped an arm around him, pulling Neteyam closer.

"Thank you for showing me," the Metcayina whispered, rubbing his thumb over the soft skin of Neteyam's shoulder. "I had no idea it hurt so much."

Neteyam smiled shyly, relief flooding his veins as he relaxed against Ao'nung's body, hugging him close. "I see you, Ao'nung."

He took Ao'nung's hand and stood, guiding Ao'nung to follow him towards the forest. They hid in the privacy of their secret cave, holding each other close, whispering soothing words into each other's ears. Neteyam kissed down the side of Ao'nung's neck, sucking bruises and leaving bitemarks on the teal skin.

Ao'nung's breathing picked up pace. He tangled his fingers in Neteyam's hair and tugged on the soft locks. Neteyam sat on his mate's lap, smiling down at him. "Will you do something for me, Ao'nung?"

"What would you like, my love?" Ao'nung whispered, watching Neteyam in wonder.

"Will you make love to me?" Neteyam smiled, rolling his hips down into Ao'nung's. The Metcayina moaned softly and grabbed Neteyam's waist, squeezing gently and smirking up at the Omaticaya.

"Anything for you, baby tail."

Ao'nung rubbed his hands over Neteyam's waist, grabbing him and pulling him closer before pushing Neteyam to the ground, settling between his legs, grinning boyishly.

"Even if I want it more than once?" Neteyam grinned, eyes twinkling with mischief.
Ao'nung's grin matched his own.
"You think I can't handle it, baby tail?" Ao'nung whispered in his ear, voice dropping, deep and raspy. "I will bed you as many times as you can take, all night."

Ao'nung kept his promise.

The Metcayina fingered his mate open, enjoying the way Neteyam squirmed and blushed under him.
Their bodies tangled together in a mess of limbs, panting and moaning as the sky turned dark. Ao'nung rocked into his lover, stretching him open with his erection; his skin felt too hot to wear.
Neteyam could not hold back a loud moan as Ao'nung leaned over him, whispering soft words of love into his twitching ears all while slamming into him.

Ao'nung rocked his hips into Neteyam's, drawing yet another moan from the Omaticaya's lips. Neteyam's head tilted to the side, exposing his neck. The Metcayina sucked on Neteyam's neck, making the smaller male whine, grasping at his mate's waist, nails digging into the teal skin, leaving little half-moon marks. Ao'nung snapped his hips forward suddenly, not letting go of his mate.

Neteyam's orgasm washed over him in waves at the same time as Ao'nung's; Neteyam felt a soft tingle in his tummy, feeling Ao'nung fill him for the first time that night.

Ao'nung placed his hands on Neteyam's inner thighs, leaning closer to catch his lips in a kiss. Ao'nung reached down behind his back, rubbing the base of his thin, twitching tail.

"Ao'nung-" Neteyam whimpered; Ao'nung did not pull out of him, only waited a few minutes to catch his breath before he began moving again, sensitive and overwhelmed by pleasure.

Neteyam gave himself up completely, letting Ao'nung do whatever. So Ao'nung fucked into his submissive body, hips snapping forward as hard as he could.

"Look at you," Ao'nung cooed breathlessly. "Taking me so well, my love."

Neteyam bit his lips, encouraging his mate to move faster, guiding Ao'nung's movements with firm hands on his hips. Ao'nung grasped at his hips, keeping him in place as slammed into his body with so much force that Neteyam moaned every time Ao'nung buried himself in him. Ao'nung's release made lewd noises between their bodies, making Neteyam flush and close his eyes tightly. His body ached for more; a fire ignited in him and it refused to be put out. He wanted it dirty, he wanted it to be messy and he wanted to feel it for days.

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