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Lan’s dick jumped. Arin continued to suck gently then pulled his mouth off, licking the quickly appearing bruise.
    Lan gasped. His body arched, pressing insistently into Arin’s.
    “Not so soon, darling,” Arin murmured, “but soon.”
    Lan wanted to be offended, but it was hard when he was trying to rub against the muscular thigh wedged between his legs. He clenched his teeth.
    Arin chuckled then pushed his robe out of the way, raising it slightly to completely bare Lan’s body. Lan bit back a protest when the delicious friction stopped. It morphed into a moan when a strong hand found his cock and wrapped around it, giving it a good squeeze. He gasped.
    “You like this, don’t you?” Arin asked. Without waiting for an answer, he continued stroking him, his thumb sweeping over the flushed, leaking tip and smearing pearly liquid all over its length. It made it easier for Lan to push into his fist, so that was what he did. Exquisite pleasure flooded his body. He let his head fall onto the bed. Then something penetrated his lust-filled brain. He blinked, turning his head. His eyes widened. The sword leaning on Arin’s dresser was glowing. The light was soft and pale blue, its intensity wavering, but there was no doubting its glow. The faint taste of magic emanated from it. It zeroed on Lan and pushed into him, heightening his arousal. Too late, Lan tried to fight it. His blood heated.
    “Arin, your sword—” he said.
    The hand on his dick slid down to tease his balls. Arin turned his head toward the sword. “Never mind it.”
    Raising on his elbows, Lan frowned at him.
    “But it’s not...”
    Giving him a smile, Arin slid down his body. His dark head bent over Lan’s belly.
    He licked Lan’s cock.
    “Mm. Nice,” he commented, licking his lips.
    “Wait.” Lan’s hand landed on his shoulder. “You shouldn’t—you wouldn’t—”
    Arin threw him a wicked glance. “Giving me orders now?”
    “No, I just—”
    “Good,” Arin purred. He spread Lan’s thighs, the cool surface of his rings pressing against Lan’s heated skin.
    He opened his mouth and swallowed Lan’s prick, all the while staring into Lan’s eyes.
    Lan’s head fell back, his fists clenching in the bedsheets. He wasn’t used to someone doing this. And even when it’d happened before, he didn’t remember it being this exciting. His thighs trembled. Tingles of pleasure raced up his skin as Arin’s tongue teased his slit.
    A whoosh of air left Lan’s mouth. He watched Arin suck him, watched as his dark head bent further to take more of his length in. He cried out when Arin swallowed.
    Arin instantly released him. Cold air tickled the damp skin of his cock.
    “Don’t come yet,” he warned before he went back to sucking.
    Lan bit into his lip.
    Recognizing how close his lover was to the edge, Arin satisfied himself with just sucking on his tip, one hand reaching up to play with and fondle Lan’s balls. Lan felt like he was going to explode.
    Arin had warned him not to come yet, and Lan found himself yearning to obey. It wasn’t easy, though.
    Arin paused for a moment, putting two fingers into his mouth alongside Lan’s dick. Lan’s heart skipped a beat. Surely he wasn’t going to…
    Yes, he was, he thought as two fingers found their way to his hole. He yelped, disliking the feeling, but his ass opened, swallowing the teasing digits greedily. It might have been helped by his complete concentration on his dick, which was still being expertly worked by Arin’s mouth.
    “Please, I can’t—” he begged, only to gasp when those fingers found and rubbed something inside him. An electric jolt of pleasure surged through him, burning away any remaining resistance. His muscles clenched, his balls drawing up high. He yelled, his ass clamping on Arin’s fingers, his cock starting to spurt madly.
    Arin didn’t release him, though, continuing to suck until he swallowed the last drop. It only served to prolong Lan’s