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[kingofsomekind]

Who: Lucas Anker (wedancetodrownoursorrows) & Damon O’Neill (kingofsomekind)
What: Staycation Honeymoon
When: Ongoing during the month
Where: Their home in the dales
Warning(s): Smut af


They were behind on things. Their new little puppy had taken up a great deal of time in the days following their wedding, and they’d both excitedly given all of their time to her care. Damon has shown Lucas how to train a dog and they’d bought her a bed and toys, food and a treats and a dish. But now... now she was sound asleep, getting the rest a young dog needs and Damon wanted to take advantage of the peace to spend some of this time making up for their... physical needs.

He grinned as he tugged Lucas’ sleeve, backing up their wide staircase and toward the door to their bedroom. He considered the possibility of moving it further, into the dungeon.

“Where do you think we should take this?”

Damon gave Lucas a look, chewing softly at his lip, before tipping his head back for a kiss.

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[wedancetodrownoursorrows]

"Fuck!" Lucas yelled, before he could respond, as the hand around his cock once again, Damon moving inside him again.

"So good. God."

Lucas was definitely getting close. A part of him wanted this to last a little longer. The utter bliss and relief at having both Damon's cock inside him, moving gradually faster, his hand on his cock to match, his other on his nipples. And then Damon was fully exploring his cock, and balls, doing everything to make Lucas a loud, moaning, gibbering, swearing mess.

He hoped this felt good for Damon too. He did enjoy when Damon enjoyed his body like this.

"Do I feel good around your cock?" He said, slightly breathily.

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Damon’s brain felt like it had suddenly been completed scrambled. Lucas asking how he felt around his cock was... so fucking sexy that he was only just able to stop himself cumming at the thought. It was so perfectly dirty in a way that suited Lucas exactly.

He panted, grip on Lucas tightening almost instinctively, and answered with a low growl.

“Good,” he started.

“Good does not begin to describe how you feel.”

He wanted to find the language to tell Lucas how he felt. How utterly, completely, mind-numbingly incredible it was to be inside him. The fae could keep their potions and trinkets and weird mind games. Nothing else they offered could surpass what Lucas did to him with a single glance. He’d never once wanted anyone else, despite their agreement to discuss it if someone else caught their eye. He had Lucas, he had absolute perfection in his arms and nothing and no one could compare. The night they’d met Damon had known he wanted no one else - the room could have been otherwise empty for all he cared. And after that everything else had fallen into place, Lucas was as kind and passionate and interesting as he was physically beautiful. Did he feel good? He felt like divinity. Like the most please Damon could possible experience without his entire body giving out on him. He wasn’t sure their were words in any of their languages, possibly in any known language, to explain how this felt.

“You feel...” he continued, letting his other hand drift down Lucas’ abdomen, luxuriating in the way Lucas’ muscles tightened beneath his fingers, until that hand could also urge his husband toward the edge of climax.

“You feel like electricity in my veins. Like lightening welling up in the pit of my stomach and spreading to every nerve. Like the ecstasy of worship.”

Damon was so close he could hardly control himself, lost in the way Lucas’ body felt against and around him, the question driving him to notice even more how much he loved this and how incredible it felt. His tongue darted out to lick beads of sweat from Lucas’ skin.

“Do you want to cum for me, Lucas?”

[wedancetodrownoursorrows]

Lucas would've smiled if it wasn't distracted by how good this felt. He tried not to, but without thinking, starting moving his hips, fucking Damon's had, and slamming himself back on to Damon's cock.

"Fuck. Yes."

And then he felt Damon's tongue, and he was asking if he wanted him to cum for him.

"God. I want to. Cum for me too?"

He kept moving, moaning and whining, and then yelled, cumming hard, covering Damon's hand and his stomach.

[kingofsomekind]

Lucas was rocking and writhing against him in a way that threatened to milk him dry if he kept going like this. Not that filling Lucas with cum was a bad thing. Between gravity and Lucas’ desperate pace, Damon’s thighs were covered in the lube dripping from his husband’s tight ass and that alone was a whole new kind of problem that Damon took note he’d have to play with again sometime. He loved the way it felt fucking Lucas so wet and sloppy, like they’d been fucking for days already, filling one another again and again. His cock was slick and creamy white in a way that felt so dirty and perfect.

“God.”

Damon felt the first jerk of Lucas’ cock in his hand, the soft plea that he cum too and it was over, the physical and psychological effects both taking their toll and he was grunting and shouting his way through an orgasm that felt like a glorious eternity. His legs shook and tensed as his hips shot forward hard and fast, letting Lucas’ own explosion squeeze every drop from his balls deep into him.

“Oh fuck.”

He groaned and slumped back on the table, one hand still stroking Lucas lazily.

His free hand worked slowly but gently to free the ankle nearest him. The other would just have to wait another minute as his chest heaved and his lips found a spot near Lucas’ temple and his kissed it, staying there as he basked in their mutual exhaustion.

[wedancetodrownoursorrows]

Lucas felt the tension in Damon, the way his breath changed, his hips moving in a way that told him he was coming too, and Lucas groaned loudly.

"Fuck. Yes. Fill me."

He wasn't expecting those words to come out of his mouth, but they did.

Lucas felt Damon fumble and slowly free one of his ankles, and then kiss him gently on his temple. Lucas smiled.

"I love you so much. That was. Wow."

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“You,” he started.

“Are everything I could ever have dreamed of.”

He released Lucas’ cock and moved to free his other ankle.

He kissed his head again and then lowered him on the table, climbing off to move to the sink, washing his hands and thighs before running water onto a soft cloth.

Damon came back and carefully sponged Lucas off, cleaning his stomach and dick, removing the cock ring gently, before reaching down to clean his ass cheeks and legs. He gave him another wipe down all over before reaching beneath Lucas to lift him slowly off of the table. He carried him back into the bedroom and laid Lucas down on the bed before climbing in next to him.

“You are absolutely incredible.”

Damon grinned, shaking his head and laughing softly.

“Oops!”

He reached behind Lucas’ neck to unfasten the collar, lifting it away and setting it on the bedside table. He gave Lucas a long, soft kiss.

“Just perfect.”

He pulled Lucas into his arms and held him close.

[wedancetodrownoursorrows]

Lucas smiled softly as Damon gently cleaned him. He couldn't believe quite how lucky he was to be with someone as perfect as him.

Giggling a little as Damon lifted him and carried him to bed - he felt so safe and loved in his arms.

"I love you."

Damon pulled Lucas into his arms, Lucas sighed happily, his head resting on Damon's chest, as his eyes slowly closed.