Page 86 of Two Thousand Shadows

Junjie agreed. He’d do anything to make Leo happy, except physically harm him.

He pulled free and lay in the middle of the bed while Leo sprang to his knees and moved so that he straddled Junjie.

Of course, now that Leo was getting into position, Junjie’s cock was growing soft. Humiliation burned through him, threatening to choke off his air. He closed his eyes, no longer able to meet Leo’s warm gaze.

“I’m sorry,” Junjie whispered in a rough voice.

“You have nothing to be sorry about.” The sound of Leo fumbling with the lube reached his ears. “Look at me, Jun-Jun.” Only when he opened his eyes did Leo continue. “None of this is your fault.”

“I hurt you.”

“And I was too eager to have you. I was the one to rush things.” As he spoke, he wrapped a lube-slicked hand around Junjie’s dick, stroking him to life. “Do you know how long I’vewanted this cock inside of me? Since that first time I saw you step out of the shower. I was just a house cat stretched out across your bed, and I swore I’d died and gone to heaven. I came up with so many evil schemes and fantasies about you bending me over and fucking me so hard.”

Leo’s fist and words wove a spell to wash away the burn of humiliation. His dick swelled and throbbed with new life.

“Now you’re all mine.” He lowered himself onto Junjie’s dick, pushing the thick head past that ring of muscles.

“Only yours,” Junjie choked out. He meant it. His heart, body, and soul belonged to Leo. He would treasure every second they had together. His precious kitten.

Leo bounced on Junjie, taking more of him a centimeter at a time. By being on top, Leo could control his descent and, more accurately than Junjie, gauge how much he could take before the pain became overwhelming.

Of course, the most dangerous thing about Leo was not his tight ass squeezing the last of Junjie’s sanity from his brain. It was his mouth, because it never stopped running.

“Fuck. I can feel you getting thicker. Knew you’d be perfect. So big. Ruin me. Make me yours.”

Junjie gripped Leo’s cock and stroked it, turning his words to babbling gibberish as he started moving faster on Junjie’s member, taking more of him.

“Help,” Leo yelped. “So close. I need it all. Help me take all of you.”

On Leo’s next drop, Junjie thrust upward, burying himself completely inside Leo’s incredible heat. Leo threw his head up, his muscles clenching around Junjie, massaging until Junjie was sure his control was going to snap.

He forced himself to list all the swords in the armory by name as he gained control of his rising need to come.

Junjie must have taken enough time to let Leo’s brain reboot, because as they moved together, Leo found his tongue again. Filthy words poured from his mouth, spurring Junjie on to pound him harder and faster. The only problem was that he was on the bottom. He couldn’t get the angle and leverage he wanted.

With a snarl, Junjie wrapped one arm across Leo’s back and flipped them so that Leo was on the mattress. But it wasn’t enough. He withdrew from Leo completely. Before the cat could yowl in protest, Junjie turned him onto his stomach. He plunged into him in one long, seemingly endless stroke that had them both moaning.

“Bastet, fuck me! My new favorite thing is bossy Jun-Jun,” Leo cried out as he pushed up on his hands and knees. “I can see why you like this position.”

Junjie grinned as he fucked slow and deep into Leo, drawing out every thrust so that Leo’s toes curled.

“Full. So full. So good. Don’t stop. Never stop.” The cat’s words were slurring as if he were becoming drunk on the brutal, bone-crushing ecstasy.

Springs squeaked, and the bed groaned with every thrust. The smell of sweat and musk overpowered the last lingering hints of soft soap.

Junjie lowered his head to Leo’s neck and licked away a bead of sweat. He peppered his skin with tender kisses. A whimper escaped Leo, and muscles tightened on Junjie’s cock as if in warning.

“Bite me!” Leo pleaded, his voice cracking.

“Leo, no,” Junjie said even as his fangs slid down against his wishes. “You lost enough blood tonight.”

“Please. Just a little one. So close now. Bite me, and we’ll both come so hard.”

It was stupid.

And dangerous.

And Leo was a terrible influence.

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