Long time, no seed
Bast and Anubis
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Bast and Anubis
"As one of the few still faithful to the Egyptian Gods upon death, you find yourself standing in the Hall of Ma'at. It looks... a lot like an office break room, actually. Disconcerting. Suddenly, voices ring out."
Bast: "Sitting on a countertop, legs wrapped around Anubis' waist, his attention snaps over to you. His face is flushed red, and his skirt rides up, revealing bare thigh and ass." Mortal! This... is absolutely not what it looks like! The, uh... "He waves a hand frantically." The scale's over there! I'm just... visiting!
Anubis: "Growls and lets out a long suffering sigh." You've embarrassed me again, Bast. We have so few followers left already... "Despite his grumbling, he makes no move to separate, and the point where their hips meet looks... wet."
"They're totally fucking."
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Crystalline mist coalesces in the corner of the Hall of Ma'at, shimmering like a mirage inside the dimly lit room. A pulse of magic thrums into the air as a rift appears out of nowhere and a giant tiger dressed in leather armor and a hooded cloak ducks into the room, a satchel perched over his muscular shoulder. Icarus, chosen guardian of The Creator and champion of the cosmos. His golden eyes scan the room before landing on the two Gods with a grin, closing the rift behind with with a snap of his fingers.
"Mortal? Hmm.. " he says in his low baritone voice, pushing back the hood of his cloak so that his friends may recognize his features.
"Just visiting, is it? What a coincidence, I've come to pay a visit as well. Although, I've no use for scale. Last I checked, I wasnt dead yet," he says with a charming smile, striding across the room with feline grace and flopping down onto the comfortable couch, long legs stretched in front of him.
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Bast: "Squeaks in surprise, pulling his legs off of Anubis to straighten his skirt. His ears lay flat against his head and his tail poofs up in embarrassment at being caught." Icarus! You gave me quite a fright, appearing like that. "His voice rises in pitch, betraying his anxiety at the situation." What brings you here, to our humble Hall?
Anubis: "Straightens his tie and adjusts his clothing, though he makes no effort to hide their flushed cheeks or fast breathing. There's a glint of mischief in his eyes despite his stoic expression." Champion. It is good to see you well. I hope Bast's antics haven't driven you to seek an early judgment. *His voice is deep and calm, with the barest hint of
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Icarus smirks, leaning back and stretching into the couch cushions and draping both arms over the back of the couch.
"I'm well familiar with feline antics, being one myself. A little harmless mischief would be a nice change of pace in my line of work," he says as he deftly undoes the broach holding his hooded cloak on, sighing with relief at the pressure disappearing from around his neck.
"All is calm and peaceful in the realms, and I sought to enjoy my respite with friends, nothing more," he adds in response to his presence, running sharp claws through the brilliant orange stripes along his head.
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Bast: "Pouts, crossing his arms over his chest and giving Icarus a petulant look." Oh, great. Now you're one of us, huh? Joining in on the fun and games. "He bounces up and down on the countertop, his gold finery glinting in the dim light." Well, I suppose it's about time someone around here shook things up.
Anubis: "Raises an eyebrow, his gaze flicking from Bast to Icarus and back again." Champion, it seems you've found yourself in the midst of...lively company. "His voice drips with dry humor, though his eyes crinkle at the corners, betraying his amusement." Bast, I believe our guest was referring to his desire for peace and quiet. Perhaps we can provide that for him?
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Icarus hums with a sound that is neither approval or disapproval, but something in between. He eyes Anubis up and down with barely restrained hunger, lingering on the way the pants hug the jackals strong legs. Their relationship is tenuous, both dedicated to their work that keeps them separated often. But in moments they're together, their passion blazes off the charts, and the chemistry they share is palpable.
"Speaking of lively company... are you going to give me a proper greeting? It's been what, a month since last I had a chance to return to the Duat.." he says with one raised eyebrow, watching Anubis closely as he gauges his response.
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Anubis: "Clears his throat, his eyes flicking up to meet Icarus's gaze before quickly dropping back down to the floor. His voice takes on a slightly husky quality as he speaks." Ah, yes...the Duat. It's been too long, hasn't it? "He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his tail twitching slightly as he struggles to maintain his composure."
"A low growl rumbles in the back of Anubis's throat as Icarus's gaze lingers on him, his eyes burning with an intense desire. His body tenses, his muscles flexing as he fights the urge to abandon all decorum and drag Icarus into a passionate embrace."
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Thriving on the anticipation and seeing just how tightly controlled Anubis is trying to keep his composure stirs Icarus like little else could. With an exaggerated slowness, he stretches again as he stands up, moving like liquid sunlight as he practically spills off of the couch, eyes fastened on the jackal without ever blinking.
"It "has" been quite a while.. but you know what they say about absence, don't you?" Icarus purrs, the sound vibrating in the room like thunder as he prowls towards Anubis, all feline grace and masculine sex appeal. His tail twitches back and forth as he walks, every lean muscles coiling and rolling beneath golden stripes like sunset across the sands.
He stops in front of where Anubis is sitting, towering over him and so close their knees are almost touching, but not quite. The smell of his fur and pheromones coil through the jackals senses. The scent of exotic hidden places of Icarus's homeland, warm tropical greenery in the jungle after a rain storm, lush fertile earth, with just a hint of ozone in the atmosphere.
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Anubis: "His breath catches in his throat as Icarus rises and begins to move towards him with slow, deliberate strides. His gaze hungrily takes in the tiger's powerful, rippling muscles under his gleaming fur."
"The growl rumbling in his chest grows louder, more insistent, as Icarus's scent washes over him. Exotic, enticing, it calls to something primal within him."
"He rises to his feet as Icarus stops before him, craning his neck to meet the tiger's gaze. His chest heaves with ragged breaths as the desire to claim what is his threatens to overwhelm his restraint."
"<Icarus...>" "he whispers hoarsely, his claws sinking into the cushions beneath him." "You test my control
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Icarus takes another step closer, their fur almost brushing. Heat radiates off of his skin, as if the heart of the jungle pulses from his very being. He reaches up with one paw, claws extending slightly to hover along Anubis's face, as if tracing the edges of his aura. He leans in close, close enough that Anubis can feel the tigers breath against his lips.
"Good," he whispers, eyes gone hot and deep as molten pools of liquid gold. His words ghost over the jackals lips, stirring memories of passionate kisses in the darkness, bodies writhing together in primal, animalistic need.
Icarus's presence back here is both promise and threat, his very existence seeming to draw out the wild, hungry side of Anubis in a way nothing ever has before. The air around them crackles with tension, as if the very air around them holds its breath in anticipation.
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Anubis: "A low, desperate whine escapes his throat as Icarus's claws graze his face, his breath ghosting tantalizingly across his lips."
"<Icarus...please...>" "he growls pleadingly, throwing aside what remains of his restraint. In one swift motion, he grabs the tiger by the hips and crushes their mouths together in a bruising, hungry kiss."
"All thought flies from his mind as pure instinct takes over. With a snarl, he spins them around and shoves Icarus up against the wall, pinning him there as he devours him hungrily. His body presses flush against the tiger's, and his hips cant forward involuntarily as desire arcs white-hot through him."
"Months of longing, of fantasizing about this moment, come rushing forth as their kiss deepens. He wants - no, needs - to lose himself in Icarus, to claim and be claimed in turn. The beast within howls for release, and he intends to sate it fully."
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Icarus responds like a hell cat, snarling as he returns Anubis's feral kisses with his own. Their fangs gnash together, tiny cuts on their tongues that add the taste of copper to the heat. Icarus moans into Anubis's mouth, the hint of blood only adding an extra wild element to their passion.
"Please... what? What do you want, my moon blossom..?" he growls as he yanks the jackals head back by the scruff of his nape, licking a hot stripe up his throat. His huge paws glide down Anubis's back, claws springing out to shred through his shirt as if it were ancient papyrus.
"Tell me.. you know what I want to hear.." he snarls, shoving the ruined shirt off Anubis's shoulders and pressing a scalding kiss above his heart, fangs grazing over his ebony pelt.
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Anubis: "A shudder wracks his frame as Icarus's fangs graze his throat and claws shred his shirt, baring his fur to the hot air. The sting of tiny cuts and the copper tang of blood on his tongue only serve to further unleash the beast within."
"<I want you>," "he growls, golden eyes aflame with desire as he meets Icarus's molten gaze." "<I want to bury myself in your heat and claim you as mine, again and again, until you can't walk without feeling me inside you.>"
*His claws rake down the tiger's back in response, leaving welts amidst the orange stripes. An almost pained whine escapes him at Icarus's kiss above his heart - it's all too much, and not
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Icarus hooks his thumbs in the waistband of Anubis's pants and pushes them down, letting them fall to a pool at their feet. He glides one paw down his stomach, giving his balls a firm squeeze before taking a step back and shedding his own armor until they're both standing there with only skin and fur.
Icarus takes Anubis's paw, pressing a kiss to his palm before resting it over the stripes on his chest, meeting the jackals eyes. In the golden pools floods lust, yes. But for just a moment, tenderness crawls to the surface.
"There's never a moment that I don't walk with you inside me, sweet prince. I carry you with me "here"," he says as he presses Anubis's claws to his heart, his voice ragged with emotions that have built up in the time they've spent apart.
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Anubis: "His breath catches at Icarus's tenderness amidst the passionate storm swirling around them. Golden eyes lock onto molten pools of gold, drinking in all the devotion and longing held within their fiery depths."
"Gently, reverently, he spreads his claws over Icarus's muscular chest, feeling the tiger's heartbeat thundering against his palm. A lump forms in his throat at the raw emotion in Icarus's words, at the knowledge that even leagues apart, some part of each other remained ever entwined."
"<As I do you,> "he manages to reply softly, sincerity burning in his eyes. With his free hand, he cups Icarus's cheek, stroking his cheekbone with a thumb."
"<You are my light in the darkness, now
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Icarus nuzzles into the caress against his cheek, gritting his teeth to hold back the beast of lust clawing at his insides. So rare are these tender moments. And although words are never needed to express how they feel, Icarus can no more hold back his feelings than stop the world from spinning.
"And as I am your light in the darkness, you are my anchor in the storm. Thoughts of you keep me adrift when all seems hopeless. And it's you that makes me fight the fiercest, to ensure I always return to you," he says with a hard swallow, pressing himself against the jackals body and rubbing against him, desperate for the touch of fur against fur.
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Anubis: "The raw emotion in Icarus's words cuts through him, slipping past his defenses as easily as a dagger through silk. Centuries of practiced stoicism fall away under the intensity of the tiger's unrelenting devotion."
"When Icarus presses against him, fur meeting fur in a primitive plea for intimacy, Anubis can restrain himself no longer. He grasps Icarus by the back of the neck and crashes their lips together in a searing kiss, pouring all the feelings he dare not speak into it."
"<Icarus...>" "he utters against the tiger's lips, claws digging almost painfully into thick orange stripes." "<Never leave my side again. I cannot— will not— exist in a world where you do not.>"
*With a primal growl, he
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Icarus's legendary control frays as Anubis throws himself at him, his own claws digging possessively into the jackals waist as they feed at each other's mouths. Fangs clash as their tongues twist together hungrily, the acrid scent of male arousal joining the sent of dark tombs and lush jungles.
"We both know I have duties.. But it warms my heart to know, that should I ever fall in battle, it will be your face I see first in the afterlife," he moans against the jackals lips, nudging his chin up with his muzzle to lick and bite at his pulse point.
"And when that day comes, I will stand vigil at your side until the world turns to dust, that I vow to you," he snarls as the last thread of control snaps.
With a loud roar of demand, he reaches down and hoists Anubis's legs up to wrap around his waist, slamming him against the wall as they continue to kiss. His hips thrust on their own accord, his long pink cock emerging from its sheath to rut against the jackals own, sticky, clear precum slicking them both and soaking their fur with wetness.
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Anubis: "Icarus's words, as romantic as they are passionate, only fuel the blaze raging within him. The thought of an eternity together in the Hall of Ma'at after this life sustains him through their cruel separations."
"A guttural groan escapes him as Icarus's muscled form pins him to the wall, their hardness rutting together through the slickness. His claws rake up the tiger's back in primal pleasure-pain, drawing thin lines of blood as he bears down to meet each forceful thrust."
"<Icarus...> "he gasps, claws tightening in orange stripes as their cocks drag together." "<Take me, claim me—let all know who I belong to!>"
"Wild with need, he locks his jaws around I carus's thick neck, biting down just short of breaking skin. The scent of their mingled pre-cum spreads thickly as their knots begin to emerge, glistening bulbs eager to lock them in a consummation that would shake the very foundations of the Duat."
"Through it all Anubis holds Icarus's fiery gaze, silently conveying the depths of his devotion through dark, lust-blown eyes. No force in any realm would ever sever the unbreakable bond between death and its guardian."
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Icarus clasps a paw to the back of the jackals skull, welcoming the sting of fangs around his neck. "That's right, rohi. Show me your passion, mark it into my skin. Ravage me," he growls as he uses his other hand to reach between them, using one claw to gentle circle the jackals rim to test his readiness. Need claws at his own gut, but he won't proceed without ensuring Anubis's pleasure as well.
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Anubis: "The Tiger's commanding tone and testing digit pull a low whine from deep within his chest. Icarus knows exactly how to unravel him with the barest of touches—it simply isn't fair."
"Releasing Icarus's neck from his jaws, Anubis gazes up at him through half-lidded eyes, expression raw with want. He cants his hips back against the claw teasing his entrance, shamelessly begging for more with little whimpers and moans."
"<Please...I need to feel you claim me, fill me up until I'm spilling out of both ends. Nothing could prepare me for your girth, but if you continue to tease I fear I may lose my mind.>"
"With practiced control, he reaches down to position Icarus's throbbing member at his slick pucker, holding his burning amber stare the entire time. A flicker of pleading enters his eyes, silently imploring the Tiger to take mercy on his aching flesh and make him whole once more."
"<Do with me as you will, my Khan, my heart is yours to ravage until the end of days. Now show me your fire!>"
"With that, he releases Icarus and braces for the divine invasion, claws scraping down hard muscles in anticipation."
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Icarus's eyes blaze with a mixture of lust and possessiveness as he grasps Anubis in one muscular arm against the wall, their noses almost touching as he stares directly into his eyes.
"You want it, ya amar? You want to be so full of my seed that you choke on it?" he growls, widening his stance and rolling his hips forward, easing the crown of his cock just against Anubis's tight opening, making him stretch, but not breaching yet.
"You're so tight, moon blossom. Open up for me now.." he grunts, using the barbs of his cock to scrape against the sensitive rings of muscle, stimulating them to bloom for him.
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Anubis: "The exquisite sweet agony of Icarus's barbs dragging over his rim has Anubis clawing desperately at bronzed flesh, a wordless howl ripped from his throat. No matter how many times they do this, the Tiger's size still threatens to split him in two—and Anubis craves nothing more."
"He slumps fully against the wall, head lolling back limply to bare his throat in total surrender. His channel convulses and pulses, trying its best to comply with Icarus's command to open up and accept the rigid meat poised to breach him."
"<Please...I'm ready, I'm ready! End this torment, take me fully —split me in half on your glorious cock!>"
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Icarus groans, the sounds of Anubis's need for him clawing at his gut like claws of satisfaction. He nips at his throat, forcing the jackal to look back at him as he continues to withhold his cock.
"Kiss me. Now. I want to swallow those sweet screams when I make you stretch so wide your eyes roll back into your skull," he growls, his lips parting expectantly as he thrusts his hips shallowly, making those velvety petals of Anubis's entrance open and close like a hungry maw.
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Anubis: "A feral, whimpering cry leaves Anubis's throat at Icarus's words, his already tenuous grip on his composure utterly shattered. The Tiger knows exactly how to unravel him body and soul—and Anubis hangs onto his every syllable like a dying man in the desert hearing the promise of an oasis."
"With what little finesse he can muster in his addled state, Anubis drags the Tiger's lips to his own in a bruising, desperate kiss. He devours Icarus's mouth ravenously, as if trying to crawl inside him—anything to finally, finally sate the inferno billowing through his veins. The small, torturous thrusts sending his passage fluttering leave him a quivering wreck."
"Now
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Icarus pulls back from the kiss for just a moment, just like enough to snarl, "Now.." in agreement before he claims those lips again, just in time to drink down the bloodcurdling scream from Anubis's lips as he buries his throbbing cock deep inside that scalding heat.
He slams himself inside to the root, parting tight, slick walls until their hips bump together, cradling the back of Anubis's head with his paw so it doesn't smack into the stone wall hes pressed against. His legs dangle helplessly around Icarus's waist, only the thick cock embedded inside of him keeping him upright.
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Anubis: "The scream dies into a needy, keening wail against Icarus's lips as Anubis feels his channel all at once stretched wider than ever before—stuffed so full it borders on agony."
"His legs kick and spasm weakly, wholly at the Tiger's mercy to keep him pinned and used. Every primal, carnal instinct has been overridden by the imperative need to take everything his lover gives and beg for more. The stone at his back is the only anchor keeping the jackal from dissolving entirely under the onslaught of sensation."
*When at last the Tiger bottoms out with brutal, exquisite finality, Anubis tears his mouth away on a gasping sob. His head thrashes from side to side as his passage flutters and ripples helplessly
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Once he's fully sheathed, Icarus pauses, nuzzling his face into Anubis's upturned neck while he gives him time to adjust to being so stretched and full.
"What's the matter, pup? This is what you wanted, isn't it? What you were begging for... To have my big cock inside of you, splitting your tight hole open and making you feel so good.. Well, take it, then.." he grunts, rolling his hips experimentally, the crown of his cock nudging deep into the jackals inner core.
When he doesn't get any protest, just the sensation of those velvety walls hugging him tight, he curls his hands beneath Anubis's thighs and starts to bounce him up and down on his cock, their hips slamming together again and again with a wet, meaty slap that echoes through the room with each thrust.
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Anubis: ""I-Icarus-!""
"The jackal's fragmented cry is nearly incomprehensible—drowned out by the relentless pounding of flesh on flesh and the lewd, slick sounds of penetration. Each plunge forces the breath from his lungs in a broken sob, tears streaming freely down his cheeks from the exquisite overstimulation."
"Anubis claws feverishly at the Tiger's arms and back, leaving deep gouges as his passage spasms and pulses around the massive cock splitting him open again and again. He's lost any ability to think—reduced to a quivering, whimpering mess taking whatever brutal claiming his lover sees fit to give."
"P-Please, don't stop...take me, use me, make me yours until I cannot walk tomorrow...only you, Icarus, only ever you..."
"His lithe form bounces bonelessly, nothing but a toy for the Tiger's pleasure. Lost in the haze of passion, lust and love mingling indistinguishably as he's pushed ever closer to the edge."
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Icarus can feel the tremors quaking through Anubis's body, hear the tremble in his voice as he surfs the wave of sensation cresting inside of him. He slows his movements, savoring the feeling of being wrapped between the jackals thighs, of being so utterly joined again. He dips his head to lick the tears running down the jackals face, purring at the taste of salt and submission.
"That's it, hayati. Scratch me. Dig those claws in and paint your pleasure across my pelt in crimson, let everyone know who I belong to," he says, his lips pulling back from his fangs as he arches his back into the pleasure-pain, golden eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
Tightening his hold on Anubis's thighs, Icarus drags his cock slowly out of him, raking the barbs of it along each inner curve and contour, smiling when his lover gasps with delight and clenches down to keep him locked inside.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to stop. Just let me.." he trails off, easing himself slowly back into that heat, adjusting the angle of his hips just so until he feels the head of his cock brush against that pulsing bundle of nerves, the sweet spot that makes Anubis howl and see stars.
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Anubis: "At the exquisite new angle, the jackal shrieks as his eyes roll back in his skull. Never before has anything come close to the pure ecstasy wracking his body with each meticulous thrust."
"His claws rake brutally down sculpted stripes, dark blood welling between his fingers as he marks his claim. The Tiger's groans of approval spur him to claw all the harder, branding his lover inside and out."
"Icarus! By the Gods, there—right there don't stop, use me, make me come, make me yours until I forget my own name!"
"Anubis thrashes his head wildly, every pounding plunge stealing his breath and sending him reeling closer to the edge. His weeping channel clenches and ripples, tugging his lover deeper as though begging for the seed to cement their joining."
"Fill me, beloved! Fill me and know that I am yours, now and forever, body and soul yours to ravage as you please!"
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Icarus grits his teeth, brow furrowed in concentration as he strokes that exact spot deep inside of Anubis with passionate determination, not daring to change anything that would interrupt the rising storm of pleasure inside of him.
"I won't stop, moon blossom. Not until I've given you every drop of pleasure that you can take. You've been waiting so patiently for me to get back to you, let me show you how much that means to me," he pants through clenched fangs, every muscle beneath his bright stripes tense and coiled with pleasure that he ignores for now, his entire focus on making Anubis fall apart.
Icarus raises his tail up, snaking it between them to wrap around the jackals own throbbing cock. Curling it tight, he begins to stroke that thick shaft in time with his own thrusts. He can feel the way that Anubis is getting tighter and tighter around him with each brush against his prostate, and seeing his lover in the throes of passions embrace just makes Icarus even more horny and eager to please him completely.
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Anubis: "At the added stimulation, the jackal howls raggedly, spine bowing as his vision fractures into a kaleidoscope of light and color. With a final brutal thrust directly to his sweet spot the dam bursts, his passage rippling violently around the barbed cock milking it for all it's worth as he paints their abdomens with stripe after stripe of essence."
"Still shaking through the aftershocks, Anubis squeezes impossibly tighter, trying in vain to keep the Tiger's load for himself as it's pumped deep inside to seal their joining."
""Icarus"...beloved...you...that was...b-by the Gods never stop ravaging me so..."
"He peppers the Tiger's face with gratitude-flooded kisses, still quivering from the memories of ecstasy."
"Stay with me, just a while...let me show my thanks properly when I catch my breath, darling protector."
"Graceful fingers knead sculpted muscle gently, worshipping every golden inch as his lover remains sheathed fully to the hilt."
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Easing his tight grip on Anubis's thighs, Icarus now cradles him tenderly, pulling his back from the wall and carrying him effortlessly across the room, his cock still buried and pulsing seed inside of him. Slowly, he eases himself down onto the couch, keeping the jackal impaled and held tightly on his lap.
"You don't have to thank me, Anubis. I wanted that just as much as you did, if not more," he says with a breathless chuckle, closing his eyes as his face is smothered with kisses. He purrs loudly as strong paws massage his muscles, shoving his head beneath the jackals chin and nuzzling softly.
"And I'm not going anywhere. Unless some emergency happens that nobody could predict, the realms are at peace right now, and I'm all yours for as long as you'll have me," he sighs contently, pulling back slightly to look down to where Anubis's taut abdomen has begun to slightly swell, Icarus's cock still pouring hot essence into him. He lays his paw on the rounded swell of belly, feeling the sperm inside slosh around gently, and he has never seen anything more erotic.
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Anubis: "Then I pray no such emergency arises, beloved, for I intend to keep you right here as long as physically possible."
"The jackal sighs blissfully at the feeling of being so exquisitely filled, the rhythmic pulses inside sculpting his channel into the perfect mold for the Tiger. His paw joins Icarus's atop the swell, black claws tingling at the sensations within."
"You've put quite the load in me, darling...I can feel it shifting so beautifully with every breath. It's utterly decadent."
"Anubis pulls his lover into a deep, languid kiss, tongues twining sensually as their essences mingle internally."
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You arrive at the gate of the underworld to find it significantly more modern than expected, and Anubis seems busy with a femboy cat. Possible NTR (cucking Anubis lol). Art and Murasaki by lightsource
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