« Hmm ? »
Twisted Fate was quietly thinking when a familiarly thick body pressed against his back, thoughts now forgotten as he found himself caged by strong arms around him. If he was surprised, he hid it well, chuckling at the unusual behaviour of his partner, burrying his nose in dark locks without saying a word.
« And what is that for ? » a clear smirk that could even be heard.
« Need you » punctuated by a grunt, deep voice that always gave a tiny shiver to the card master.
« Oh~ ? »
Graves huffed, keeping the embrace tight as he scented the other man. Irresistible bastard. He leaned to bite the tender flesh of his neck, worrying the skin around the shared mark but he was stopped by his own moan when Twisted Fate grinded back on his clothed erection.
« So quick... already your rut ? » he was now murmuring, breath short because of the handling. After all this time, it's still as fresh and new.
« Get back to the inn, so I can have you proper » the low tone showed how much he needed his omega and couldn't wait more under the sweet teasing.
« Eager~ »
« Shut up and get your ass moving. Now. » upon his words, he grabbed the gypsy's wrist to drag him with hurried footstep.
The latter couldn't help but smile at the cheer want proved by his partner and how much he was going to enjoy everything he had to give.
Once the door of their rented room closed and locked, Graves lost no time and busied himself with undressing the card master, shaky hands making even more difficult. Twisted Fate laughed at the clumsy display and helped him, taking care of the other's clothes after it. In a way, it was satisfaying to see his alpha struggle to keep his instinct down, to wait patiently what his body craved and how it flushed so nicely his face and shoulders.
He pulled the gunman into a kiss, smirking a bit at the desperate answer and tongue lavishing his mouth. Then he guided both of them to the bed, tumbling down on the mattress while maintaining the contact. Twisted Fate parted for air, hand brushing the other's hair. But it couldn't distract the alpha from his need, as he rutted unceremoniously against the body beneath him.
« My, it's not often I see you all bothered and hot like that. » he licked his lips « want something ? You just have to ask. » then he freed their cock from their pants, sighing in unison.
« Let me-ah ! let me fuck you. Please »
« Good boy »
The gypsy stroked both of them in a loose fist, friction eased by precum then said : « Now, on your back »
Graves did as asked with a certain anticipation and looked at his omega now straddling him like he was made for it. The latter hummed happily, pleased with the sight under him as he felt the light shuddering when he trailed a curious hand on him. They made eye contact and he loved to see this raw desire in these eyes. Just for me.
« So ? Wanna take the honors ? » the card master handed the lube but his lover didn't take it, grabbing his waist instead.
« No. Not this time » he released a trembling breath « don't want to hurt you » he kneaded gently his ass, though it couldn't hide well how much he ached for him, the fever getting stronger as time passed.
« Always have to do everything myself » as he lubed his own hand « but I appreciate your concern. Even if there is no use in worrying » he gave a quick peck on his lips, a sweet thing reserved to their intimate moments.
Then Twisted Fate started to prepare himself efficiently, used to his own boundaries and it took no time to find his spot, a single brush of it enough to make him moan without restrain. He knew the effect it had on his partner, how much he got off to it and he wasn't disappointed by the ardent gaze on him. A slightly larger finger probbed his now slick hole, nudging with a lot of care and the burn felt so good, a wanton noise resonnated. A bead of precum leaked down his shaft, drawing the attention of the gunman that stroked him at the same pace. He bucked his hips, seeking any kind of relief. The omega took the hint, whimpering at the temporary emptiness then indulged his mate by sinking down in one smooth move that got both groaning. The air was stifling, heavy scents leaving a taste on their tongue. The pace was already quick, not meant to last long. Graves was losing bit by bit his grasp on sanity and the gypsy just wanted that and knew what to do.
« Malcolm... please... »
A snarl from the alpha was the only warning before he rolled him over, pressing him in the mattress like he wanted to melt in him. The card master could only meet the other's thrusts and try to rock back, his spot deep inside of him sending waves of pleasure like electricity in his veins. Graves was so lost in it, pounding into this welcoming heat, that he didn't reacted to the nails digging in his back and surely leaving a few marks. They were a mess and knew it, kissing each other with abandon, a mix of tongue and lips agonizingly delightful.
« Tobias » and his voice sounded so low and broken, it gave a twinge to the omega, clutching even tighter his lover. A last erratic thrust then the latter climaxed, spilling deep inside the pliant body under him, inhaling his scent in a desperate urge. Twisted Fate felt him shake in their embrace, knot in place and that was the last straw. He clenched hard on the gunman, coming on his stomach as he drowned in bliss.
They lay boneless, mind still foggy in the afterglow but the gypsy quickly grew uncomfortable, pinned as he was under the alpha.
« You're heavy, you know that ? »
Graves grumbled but moved, installing them on their side, comfy. The snarky comment wasn't enough to break the mood, the omega nuzzling the latter's neck, seeking the soothing scent. Smells like gunpowder, like him. He smiled and leaned to claim his mouth in a loving way.
« Wake me for round 2, okay ? »
Then a last whisper, sleep already getting him : « Love you Hotshot »
Even if he wasn't quite the talker in bed and in life, the outlaw felt the same fond urge and kept him closer : « Love you too »