Page 37 of Unicorn Unashamed

He hummed happily as Raymond’s moans and gasps and stuttered curses escalated and the hand tightened in his hair.

“Josh—Josh, stop I’m—fuck, fuck, Josh, Josh—”

Josh pulled off again and grinned up at Raymond. He knew what buttons to push to appeal directly to Raymond’s alpha werewolf brain… and his love of marking Josh with his scent. “Do you want to come on my face?”

“Fuck.”

Josh figured that was a yes. He swirled his tongue over the head of Raymond’s cock and closed his eyes when Raymond started to come, striping Josh’s cheek and mouth. Heard a breathy, “Jesus,” and then Raymond had his fingers underneath Josh’s chin, tilting his face up, coaxing him back to standing until Raymond could kiss him, licking the come off of Josh’s lips.

Josh threw Raymond another grin, gave him another kiss, and then went to rinse off. As he turned off the water, Raymond pressed up against him from behind, pushing his face into the crook of Josh’s neck again.

“You’re so fucking amazing.”

Josh snickered. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Raymond took one last deep inhale and stepped back. “Okay, let’s make you food.”

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Raymond had them take a detour for both of them to grab a pair of underwear each, as well as a fresh pad for Josh, but Josh was fairly vocal about wanting as little clothes on as possible, and Raymond was happy to indulge him. It was exciting to see so much skin on display, but not even because it was arousing. Josh was just so extra affectionate like this; cuddly and reaching for touches.

When asked about what he wanted to eat, Josh said that he wasn’t so hungry but was up for eating cashews, which was one of his favorite snacks. Once Raymond had dutifully fetched them, plus two glasses of water, Josh immediately went to plop into his lap.

Raymond looked at him, amused. “Comfortable?”

“Mmm.” Josh’s expression was incredibly self-satisfied as he wiggled around—which mostly meant pressing full up along Raymond’s body.

Raymond smiled and snaked his free arm around Josh’s waist and used the other to take a couple of cashews out of the tin he had set next to him on the couch. These he held up to Josh’s mouth. “Open?”

Josh rolled his eyes fondly and did so, looking thoughtful as he chewed and then took the next few cashews from Raymond’s hand. “I like this,” he said quietly after he’d swallowed his second mouthful.

“What do you like, baby?”

“This,” Josh said. He sounded sort of surprised. Contemplative. “Being in your lap and cuddling and you… you feeding me. I mean, I knew I liked the first two things, duh, but I didn’t think the feeding thing would...”

“Would what?” Raymond prompted, when Josh fell silent.

“Would make me feel so taken care of,” Josh said, voice hitching.

“Oh…” Raymond pressed a tender kiss to Josh’s temple and pulled him in ever closer when Josh’s shoulders started to shake. “Oh, sweetheart. It’s okay. You’re okay.”

Josh didn’t make much noise, just pushed his face into Raymond’s chest as Raymond rubbed his back.

Eventually Josh spoke up again, sounding small. “I never really thought past the fucking, you know? Just… I like sex, and the need is part of who I am, and I was fine with that. I was. I didn’t care. Or I thought I didn’t.”

“And that’s fine,” Raymond said, stroking his fingers through Josh’s hair. “Either way, that’s fine.”

“I’m not saying this right,” Josh muttered. “I mean that it’s different. Being with you is different. Having you be here for this, for the—the aftercare part is different.”

“Good, different?”

“So good different,” Josh said, shifting just enough that he could look Raymond in the eyes again. “You don’t—my hindbrain’s going crazy right now, because it doesn’t know what to do with itself. It’s more than just the fact that you’re here, it’s that you wanted to be. You were the one who wanted to take care of me. I didn’t have to push. I didn’t even have to ask. You just… you came in all determined to make this whole thing good, not just the sex part. Not just the part where you, like, get something out of it.”

Raymond stroked Josh’s cheek. “I always want to make you feel good. I love you. Your happiness and pleasure is important to me, and so is your safety and comfort and health.” He gave Josh a rueful smile. “And I get a whole lot out of taking care of you. I know how strong and independent you are, so it’s a huge deal to me that you let me do it. Especially at times like this, when you’re—”

“Needy,” Josh grumbled.

“I was going to say ‘vulnerable,’” Raymond said, raising an eyebrow. “And maybe a little more exposed than you like to be. But I like seeing that. Being with you when you’re angry or upset or needing extra affection… It all helps me learn about you and learn how to better take care of you, and be with you.”

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