Page 24 of Unicorn Unashamed

“Fuck me harder,” Josh gasped at the onslaught. “Come on, let me really feel you. I can take more hn give me more—” He was on fire, winding up and up and up. He didn’t even need to touch his dick; this was enough scent and sensation for him to lose it, a state of overwhelming arousal that was just touch and sound and smell, the feeling of Raymond fucking into him.

“Close, Josh,” Raymond panted. “I’m so close—”

“Th-then knot me,” Josh begged. “Stretch me as wide as you can. I need it, I need you, please I—please—”

Raymond came with a groan, and he was louder than a lot of Josh’s previous partners. Josh liked it. Liked the knot stretching him to the brim even more.

He moved his hips just to feel the knot pull at him, moaning at the sensation of Raymond’s come filling him up as it swelled.

Raymond wound his arms around Josh’s waist and gently guided him back until they were both sitting, Josh in his lap. The change in position pushed the knot even deeper, and Josh let out another moan as he wiggled happily. He’d never been knotted before and it felt incredible. As did Raymond’s arms wound around him, Raymond’s chest pressing up against his back. This was… this was everything he wanted. Being warm and safe and surrounded and full and fucked.

He was so caught up with drifting in bliss that the hand around his dick was a surprise. But a fantastic one, and he hissed in satisfaction as Raymond stroked him.

Feeling suddenly giddy, Josh lolled his head back onto Raymond’s shoulder and turned to press his mouth to Raymond’s jaw, sucking hard. He was going to leave marks and revel in the chance to do so.

“Good?” Josh could hear the satisfied smile in Raymond’s voice as he angled his hand and changed positions, playing while Josh writhed in his lap.

“More, ahn, more—”

At last overwhelmed, the heat rolled through him in waves as Josh came all over Raymond’s hand before he sagged back against Raymond’s chest, panting, eyes sliding shut again.

Raymond pressed a kiss to his temple and Josh let out a contented sigh. “That was fucking awesome.”

It startled a laugh out of Raymond, and he curled one hand over Josh’s hip, stroking at the dip there. Josh lazily opened his eyes just in time to see Raymond bringing his other hand to his mouth to lick it clean.

“Mm,” Josh murmured, “I like that you do that.”

“Do what?”

“Like to taste me.”

“I am going to put my mouth on every inch of your body,” Raymond said with conviction, like a promise. It made Josh glow and reach for him, twisting as much as he could in Raymond’s lap to press forward for more kisses.

He was happy to lose himself to touching again, and Raymond seemed happy to give it. Even once Raymond’s knot went down, they continued to cling to each other until Josh’s eyes started to drift shut against his will, and he couldn’t hide a yawn.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

Raymond chuckled. “It’s okay. It’s like, three in the morning. Go to sleep.”

“You too,” Josh said. “Sleep. Here.” He’d added the last part in just in case Raymond was going to be stupid and try to go back to the couch.

Raymond pressed a kiss to Josh’s cheek. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.”

“G’night.”

“Night.”

Josh snuggled down against Raymond’s chest and closed his eyes, breathing out.

***

Raymond liked his sleep and naps were a vital part of his life, but he had been getting up before six to run early-bird sessions for so long that even without an alarm, his body still regularly woke up around five just because it could.

Which meant he was up with the sun like usual, even as he grumbled and tried to hang on to sleep. He was comfortable and warm, surrounded by the most welcoming, enticing scent he’d ever smelled, and the person in his arms exuded contentment. It made Raymond feel proud and powerful, because he’d done that. He’d been the one to satiate Josh and give him what he wanted—needed. What he’d begged for even as he seemed to lose it.

Raymond had never seen Josh like that before; needy and dazed and overwhelmed. But he’d loved it, loved that he’d gotten to see it. How Josh had seemed too affected to do anything but take. It was almost as if he’d been unable to control it.

Unable to...

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