kinktober 2024

30 | jealous sex | ajawnich

"Ahn— Kinich!" Ajaw gasps as Kinich pulls his pants down, grabbing one of Ajaw's cocks in his hand. "Wait—"

"Why were you so fucking close to him?" Kinich ignores him, pumping his dick quickly. The speed makes Ajaw dizzy, and he can't help but buck his hips into Kinich's fist.

"Wha— haah," Ajaw's back arches against the wall Kinich pinned him to. "Who are you babbling about, Kinich!?" He tries to grab at Kinich's wrist, but Kinich just slaps his hand away and works him faster.

"Fuck, ah fuck..." Ajaw pants, staring down at where Kinich is giving him what is probably the most violent handjob of his life. "Kinich!"

"You didn't have to be so fucking close to the Traveler," Kinich bites back angrily. "You were practically hanging off of him!"

Ajaw's eyes roll back, sliding down the wall. Or at least he tries to, but Kinich grabs a horn and yanks him back up with a startled cry. "Stand the hell up."

"What— what do you want me to say, Kinich?" Ajaw pants back. "You, hnn, you already know I don't care about him."

Kinich grips his cock tighter before letting go completely and giving it two hard slaps. Ajaw groans. "What is your issue? You jealous or something?"

Kinich doesn't respond. "Come. We're going to my room." He doesn't give Ajaw a chance to say anything before he's forcefully pulling him along, rougher than he's ever been since the start of their pact.

Kinich aggressively strips them both, ignoring Ajaw's complaints about him almost ruining the Almighty Dragonlord's precious, magnificent clothing! Really, Kinich couldn't give less of a fuck. They're the same size, either he borrows clothes or he goes back to being a stupid pixel dragon, Kinich tells him in response.

Kinich shoves Ajaw onto his back by his shoulders, not giving Ajaw time to move or adjust himself before throwing his leg over Ajaw's hips, straddling him. Ajaw's cheeks turn a light pink, hands subconsciously gravitating to Kinich's small waist. Kinich shoves two fingers into Ajaw's mouth, coating them in his saliva. The perks of banging your dragon companion being saliva that doubles as lubricant and triples as an aphrodisiac (when he wants it to). Ajaw chokes from the suddenness of it all, but he uses the length of his tongue to wrap around the Saurian Hunter's long fingers.

Kinich fucks them in and out of Ajaw's mouth, forcing the dragon to gag and get his fingers soaked with saliva. Ajaw lets him. He knows he's physically stronger and could get Kinich off of him, but he doesn't. Kinich is jealous and Ajaw just wants him to feel better.

"Is this really over me bothering the Traveler?" Ajaw asks again as Kinich fingers himself open, using Ajaw's toned stomach to brace himself. "Are you jealous, Kinich?"

Kinich face twists but he doesn't say anything. "Kiniiich. Are you jealous? Answer me, my loyal servant!"

"Will you just shut up?" Kinich growls, grabbing Ajaw's cocks and sinking down halfway. Their breaths hitch in their throats, Ajaw moaning lowly as Kinich breathes out slowly. "Yes, I'm fucking jealous, okay? You had no reason to be on top of him like that."

He grips onto Ajaw's horns as he forces himself down further onto the dicks inside of him. Ajaw cries out as Kinich's hold tightens, bucking his hips up and making Kinich take the entire length of both his cocks. "Fuck—!"

"Haah, Kinich..." Ajaw moans, pulling Kinich down into a messy kiss. It's all spit and tongue with a little bit of teeth, and Kinich pulls back, breathless. "You know I only want you, Kinich.."

Ajaw kisses him again. "I don't care about the Traveler." Kinich is still angry, Ajaw can tell with the way he moves on top of him. Riding him with aggravation and irritation clear in the way he rocks his hips, anger in the tight hold on his sensitive horns, and pure jealousy in the way his ass slams against Ajaw's pelvis.

They moan in tandem. "Kinich," Ajaw gasps.

"Shut— shut up," Kinich whines. He's angry, hurt, all those negative emotions associated with jealousy, but Ajaw's cock hitting his prostate still makes his entire body melt. "Don't talk to me," he says, as if he isn't literally bouncing on Ajaw's cocks like they owe him money.

"Kinich," Ajaw presses. He holds the Saurian Hunter's hips as he rides him, claws digging into the flesh of his ass and making the boy moan. Ajaw throws his head back as Kinich clenches around him. "Kinich. You know I don't like him."

"I-I don't care.." he whimpers, continuing to fuck himself down onto Ajaw's dicks. Ajaw wraps his arms around him, pulling him into a hug as he fucks up into him.

"Kinich," he mutters into his ear. The boy whines, sinking into his his embrace and letting Ajaw take over whatever small amount of dominance he had. "I'm yours just as much as you are mine. You know this."

Kinich sobs out a moan. "Ajaw,"

"I'm here, Kinich." He rolls his hips, grinding his cock directly into Kinich's prostate.

"I-I— close, fuck..!" Kinich sobs in Ajaw's hold.

"Me too, baby, it's okay.." Ajaw moans. "Cum with me, okay?"

Kinich nods frantically, tears spilling down his cheeks. Ajaw holds him tighter, kissing him again. Kinich sobs when he finally cums messily between their stomachs, gushing pathetically from his leaking tip. Ajaw is close behind him, filling him up with a moan. They stay there together like that, catching their breaths.

Ajaw presses their foreheads together, kissing Kinich softly and with much more emotion than either of them are used to— or prepared for.

"I'm yours until the day you kick the bucket, Kinich."