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Scara couldn't sleep. Not with the little noises Sethos kept making beside him. It was early, the sun not yet risen over the desert.
"Must be a good dream," Scara huffed to himself.
His body responded each time Sethos squirmed and made strained little noise. Scara could see the tent in the bedsheets where Sethos' cock stood at attention. Perhaps he could indulge? Just a little.
Carefully, Scara pulled back the covers to reveal Sethos' sleeping form. The shorts he wore to bed had ridden up, showing off his muscular tanned legs. Scara's mouth watered just looking at him.
"So worked up over a dream," Scara said through a breathy laugh. "You're so pathetic. But at least I'm the only one who gets to see you this way."
He crawled over one of Sethos' legs and laid on his stomach between his boyfriend's thighs. His lips trailed over the soft skin and Scara was rewarded with a pleasured sigh and a twitch of Sethos' cock.
"Predictable," Scara murmured, kissing higher until his nose was buried in his boyfriend's groin. He breathed deep, pulling in the musky scent of arousal.
"Baby," Sethos mumbled, one hand lazily moving to his stomach.
Scara smirked and pulled Sethos' shorts down enough to free is thick, hard cock. It curved toward Sethos' belly, the tip flushed red and leaking pre-cum. Scara couldn't wait any longer; he licked a stripe from base to tip, tasting the salty release on his tongue.
Sethos whined beneath him and Scara's smirk widened. His boyfriend was always easy to please. A little tongue teasing always got him riled up. Scara loosely wrapped a hand around his boyfriend's length and stroked slowly, thumb spreading the pre-release over the head and lower to make it more pleasurable for him.
The harsh breath from Sethos made Scara pause. Had he woken him? But after a few moments, Sethos went back to snoring and whining in his sleep.
That was when Scara rose up on his elbows and took his boyfriend's cock in his mouth, suckling at the tip before sliding lower and relaxing his jaw.
"Fuuuuck," Sethos breathed, his hand that had been lying on his stomach, now came to rest on the back of Scara's head.
Scara moved up and down his boyfriend's length, sucking and swirling his tongue to pull more of the salty pre-release into his mouth. Sethos groaned, his knees bending upward and hips rolling to match Scara's speed.
"Mmmm, what a way to wake up," he murmured groggily, head tilting to meet Scara's gaze.
Scara responded by sucking harder as he moved from base to tip, making Sethos groan louder and thump back against the pillows.
"I'm gonna come already," Sethos sighed. "I was having the most wonderful dream. But archons, if the real thing isn't even better."
Scara pinched his boyfriend's leg and Sethos chuckled. The hand in Scara's hair tightened and pushed him down further. Scara relaxed his throat, taking the head of his boyfriend's cock deeper until his eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
"Fuck, that's it. Right there," Sethos purred. His thighs shook as he rolled his hips gently and then a long whine dragged through his lips as he shot his load down Scara's throat. "Gods, yesssss."
Scara swallowed every drop, the tightening of his throat making Sethos moan with pleasure as he rode out his orgasm. And then he was dragging Scara off his length and up his body to meet for a messy kiss. Sethos never cared about tasting his own cum. More than once he told Scara it was hot. Even now, he licked into Scara's mouth before biting on his lower lip and tugging.
"What's the occasion?" Sethos asked.
Scara shrugged. "Just couldn't deal with you moaning like a whore beside me any longer."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, what were you so horny about in your dream anyway?"
Sethos' emerald eyes twinkled. He flipped them so Scara was pinned beneath him. His nose dragged along the column of Scara's throat, lips following the same path moments later.
"How about I show you instead?"