((This is in the same verse as Hot Pinks and Cool Blues ))
Bass heavy, eyes closed, and headphones on high as the sensual heavy bass practically rolled through Blixer, a rumbling purr leaving him. This. This simply felt good... No. Amazing. It got slower, more intense, a shudder going through him and a soft pant leaving for just a moment. He hadn't even been paying attention to Cube's reactions, the music had him completely enraptured at the moment, the heavy almost literal shape-rattling bass practically caressing his form. It completely derailed any trains of thoughts, it was so sudden, he had pressed the repeat button for it the second it came on so he could feel this. He didn't realize how intense it would be.
His dick was out of his slit long before he could even comprehend the fact he was aroused by what was currently on. By what he just put on repeat. What was currently absolutely destroying any semblance of thought not focused on either the music or just how rock hard it made him.
When Blixer realized that, he started to notice how flush he was, how his dick twitched, the fact he had been practically clutching onto the floor to simply brace himself to feel the bass just right. His dick was practically dripping with every twitch and shudder of his form. Cube... Oh by the tree how was Cube doing? The thought of Cube only served to make his brain very briefly short circuit, cause on one hand it was his boyfriend, on the other, it wasn't the music, and the music certainly wasn't having any attention taken away from it.
Cube was there, flushed completely pink, headphones on high just like Blixer, eyes squeezed shut, and dick out and leaking just like Blixer's. His body shuddered and he panted openly, hands flittering between bracing himself and providing the perfect delicious amount of hard friction as the base hit especially hard. His tongue lolled out and his body shuddered again, a good sized dollop of pre dribbling down his dick. He moaned in time with the song for a brief moment. By the tree why did this song have to come on? It was always so overwhelming, so controlling, and so damned arousing. It was so unfair. He could only silently hope it wasn't put on repeat, otherwise they might get stuck a while.
Blixer couldn't even fathom moving his heads let alone trying to get himself off when the song initially hit... actually listening it was on loop. He forgot he did that already, damn this song. He had the mind to look at the machine to see how many times the song's looped and it's already been about five, working on the sixth. By the tree they were both utterly enraptured. Blixer could hardly find the mind to break out of the grip of the music at the moment. But he did have enough of it to finally do something other than brace himself and just feel. He moved a hand, which broke some of the flow but the bass only forced it back into place when it hit low again, he grabbed Cube and had promptly pulled him right against himself. His body certainly matched the bass in intensity, growling needily. This was no purr this time, but just a pure growl of primal lust.
Cube gasped, but he was way more than happy to press right against him, it felt like reality had broken in for a moment but the moment he felt the growl reverberate through him along side the bass of the music he mewled and moaned. He absolutely needed it right now, he needed Blixer in him tree-damned yesterday it felt like. He was quick to move a hand to reveal the slit he had at his bottom back edge. Not only showing off but also showing Blixer exactly what he wanted right now. He clenched around nothing needily, wanton mewls and pants leaving him.
Blixer saw the invitation and he only hesitated to appreciate the view before he quickly positioned himself properly and pressed right into Cube. His form shifted, a growl tearing through him as claws now dug into the floor, and his other hand held Cube as if he was a fleshlight about to be abused... considering what was going to happen it was a pretty apt description all things considered.
They paused, both to revel in the feeling of each other, and so they could both adjust while the music was in one of the very few lulls. The moment it started again though, they both pressed against each other, both gasping in time with the song before they were going at it in time with the rapid pace of the song. Blixer working himself in deeper and deeper slowly yet insistingly as the song went on. Both were panting heavily, moaning; or in Blixer's case, growling.
Blixer was trying hard not to just grip Cube completely and hilt him as the song continued. Both were absolutely consumed by the music, it was hard to think, hard to make any other movements other than the ones the music guided them to do. He was thankful and surprised that he didn't have to wait too long before he felt Cube hilted on his dick and practically screaming. Blixer's teeth bared, he openly panted, body shaking and mouth drooling as a mix of adrenaline and lust shot through him hard. He growled, low, low, lower as the song went on, it got into the deepest and slowest part. He grinded into Cube harshly, pressing, grinding, fucking him. He gripped Cube, moaned, tilted forwards to brace them both against the floor and started bucking. Snarling and growling as he did so.
His headphones got slightly bounced off with the rough quick movements, shifting back into place after each one but it was enough. Enough to hear the practically screamed out choruses of "YESYESYESYESYESSYEEEHHEESSFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKYES!!!~" from Cube. His eyes rolled a bit and he shuddered. This, this was like a fantasy come true, actually, it was better. It was real, it felt fantastic, the music felt so fucking good and so did Cube, especially with the squeezing around his dick. So close, so fucking close, so- fucking- close- Oh holy fuck by the tree.The base dropped at just the right time. He grinded against Cube and growled, deeper than all the other times he had, making sure to press right against Cube as he did, as he started filling up the smaller shape. He heard the scream briefly, then felt the tightness, felt the heat hitting against him as Cube came against him.
The song started again and a deep hiss left Blixer, dick pulsing in Cube as he shuddered. Both of them were still in the throes of cumming, his hand shakily reached out, patting about but it missed any of the buttons and he found himself bracing against the floor and cursing loudly as the music took them both again and he was rutting into Cube. Harder, faster, they were both shuddering, moaning, music drawing out the intensity of everything.
Blixer panted with an open mouth, the music in terms of lyrics were a bit dark, and most definitely raunchy, more than raunchy, they were outright blunt in their sexual nature. But it hinted at bloodlust as well and if that didn't fit into just the right niches for him he didn't know what would. It had him drooling and panting above Cube in a daze of overwhelming pleasure and an undertone of lustful hunger. His tongue lolled out and his eyes couldn't focus, he closed the damned things as he rutted harder, faster, the drop was coming up, his hand reached out again, the rumble of shifting furniture being felt through the floor for a moment. His clawed hand reached out and he had grabbed the couch, then a couch cushion and he promptly bit right through it when the bass dropped again and he came hard into Cube.
Blixer's other hand quickly and shakily shot out and he somewhat slapped the machine, stopping the music. Music-induced overstimulation vs the sudden absolute lack of music and only physical pleasure. Pure bliss. They both moaned against each other, shuddering, grinding, humping, squeezing, twitching. It was all so damned good. Fuck it was so good. He spat out cushion stuffing and panted over Cube for a bit, barely able to keep on his hands and arms.
Blixer let off Cube a bit after a couple minutes of initial recovering. Shakily shifting, and rolling over onto his back, hand still around Cube, which earned him a moan from the shape as he sank right onto Blixer's dick. Blixer let out a shuddering sigh, form slowly shifting back as they both calmed. It would've been unnoticeable if it weren't for the fact that the minute he shifted back to his regular form, everything pumped into Cube could now escape due to the smaller size. It was also noticable by the fact he could feel the claw marks that had been gouged into the floor against his back along with the couch, and the couch stuffing. He and Cube both groaned. A mix of startled disbelief that that had happened, and satisfaction.
A few minutes more and they both regained their senses. Cube regained the ability to comprehend what his floors and couch looked like and groaned, gently bapping Blixer.
"Blixer... You're fixing that." Cube tiredly pouted
"Fair." Blixer chuckled.
Cube paused a moment before what happened to his couch caught up with him. "My couch!!"
Blixer sweated a little and grinned tiredly. "I'll get you a better couch."
Cube huffed. "You better, you practically ate one of the cushions... Why did you do that?"
Blixer hummed. "Hmmm I really like biting. I bite you though then weeeell, no more you."
Cube sighed. "Fair enough then, maybe we get you a chew toy."