Senri was a cuddler.
It was an understatement, yet the thought anyway had G'raha smiling when he woke up, completely entangled in his Warrior's arms. It also had his thoughts drift back in time as he half-consciously wrapped his hand around his mate's forearm resting over his chest and nuzzled his cheek against the arm under his head.
Back at the Find, the morning after they got together – or rather a few bells after his Warrior utterly blew his mind, revealing that he was in love with him… Well, not very surprisingly, that few bells after he came back to his tent and spend most of the remainder of the night thinking, was enough for him to grow uncertain. It seemed too good to be true, really, and by morning he was half-convinced that he had to dream it up.
The unbearably beautiful male like his Warrior… how could he want him…?
By the time the whole camp came back to life soon past dawn, G'raha was a nerve wrecked ball of doubts and insecurities, really. Not to mention, he had no idea what exactly Senri wanted. Knowing of his misgivings about his sexuality and reputation – and used to his previous lovers treating him like a shameful kink – G'raha expected that at best his Warrior will want to hide their… well, he wasn't sure what they were, but that. But he didn't mind – for a chance to have him, no price seemed too high.
If he didn't dream up the whole thing, that is.
The question about it in his head was answered when a bell past dawn, his name – his given name – was shyly called right outside his tent and when he poked out his head, blushing fiery-crimson up to his hairline and became instantly completely mesmerized by the almost too obvious want in ice-blue eyes. Yet Senri looked as uncertain as he felt… and maybe because of that – and the thought that his Warrior saw his preferences as unnatural and shameful – after inviting him inside his tent, he gathered his courage and pulled the younger Seeker into a sweet, gentle kiss – and seemingly that was the only reassurance his Warrior needed. The next few bells instead of searching through the dusty tomes he spent pinned down against his bedroll while Senri seemed utterly content to steal his mind and breath with the addictive flavor of his kisses.
The same day his Senri started to pester him to move into his tent, citing the messiness of his… and only the thought of his Warrior's reputation stopped him from accepting immediately. It took a week in the end, during which Senri was his shadow from dawn to late into the night – touching him constantly. Even if he managed to somehow focus on his lecture, he could only do so while pacifying his Warrior's need by leaning against his chest – and even that never lasted long as Senri found kissing far more interesting than reading and would last a bell at most before he would start spreading affectionate kisses over his throat and neck… soon leading them into a heated bout of making out.
Enough said, that week he didn't get much reading done. And when they started fucking… well, then he got the as bad attention span for reading as his lover. And – to his delight – discovered his Warrior's penance for cuddling.
During his long, long vigil in the First, after he created the nest he thought would be the most appealing for his lover – some nights when the silence and loneliness of the Tower grew unbearable, he found solace in curling inside his creation and imagining the heat of bigger frame wrapped around his body in the tight, possessive embrace. He would imagine almost hearing the soothing sound of Senri's deep, rumbling purrs and occasional sleepy nuzzles against his ears.
Like right now - though the reality of it so far exceeded anything his imagination could dream up.
The heat alone was incredible. His mate's body temperature always seemed high but when asleep, the heat seemed to near roll off him. Some maybe would find it too much, yet G'raha couldn't help but simply bask in it, like his own, private Sun wrapped around his back securely. With his much bigger frame, sleeping Senri would rest his chin over his head, right between his ears and his rumbling purrs lulled the redheaded Seeker in and out of the blissful doze most of the nights. His Warrior's muscular arm served as his pillow while the other kept his back tight against the wall of heated muscles of Senri's chest and the long, black tail coiled possessively around G'raha's thigh, both tightening if he as much as tried to leave his Warrior's embrace unprompted… he couldn't help but simply love everything about sleeping in Senri's arms.
And if most mornings he woke up to his Warrior's more than interested flesh pressing against his behind, his higher sex drive certainly didn't mind that unconscious invitation. Some mornings simply purring his need while rolling his hips was enough for his lover to react instinctively, taking him before he even fully woke up and rewarding his eagerness by fucking him with raw, characteristic enthusiasm.
Some rarer times – because if allowed, Senri was true to his half-feline nature and loved to lazy in a doze – when his Warrior by chance woke up first, G'raha was bound to wake to insistent purrs and affectionate kisses, and gentle grip around his dick as his lover would coerce his body into arousal before his mind had a chance to catch on. And there were a few things better than waking up to that – his lover's loving ministrations having his body tumble into a lazy kind of orgasm before he could even think to open his eyes. Some other times he woke to his mate's almost too-pretty lips wrapped around his cock and his rumbling, vibrating purrs demanding his pleasure.
And just thinking of it in a half-conscious doze and bathing in his lover's insane, radiating heat while surrounded by the cloud of their mixed scents was enough for G'raha to grow painfully aroused before his mind fully drifted into consciousness.
Like most mornings, really. But after a century of his lonely heart dreaming of it and aching for his mate – even if he wasn't aware of it then – he knew it'll take at least years before he wouldn't wake up utterly blown away by it being a reality. Before his lover's heat, scent, and tight embrace would be something expected and not feel like a fantasy come to life… Before a tiny, scared part of his heart believes the feeling of it won't melt away with the dream slipping and leaving him to wake up to the cold reality of the empty nest.
For now, each and every morning when he woke to Senri's embrace felt like a gift that had his heart singing with elation – and brought an embarrassingly goofy, lovesick grin to his lips as his lover's steady, strong heartbeat thrummed against his back. While his Warrior's powerful muscles twitched delicately around him in his sleep and the incredibly soft fur of his tail teased his skin with appendage's gentle flicks and while his own tail found purchase in wrapping around that hot, hard body in an instinctive claim – yes, definitely it'll take at least years before he's used to the miracle of that.
And just like some mornings he simply couldn't help but thank the universe for his mate – thank each and every star that in its infinite graciousness allowed him to have the wonder of it – thank for his beautiful beast – he felt the unbearable need to express his gratitude for that gift.
And this specific morning, even aware that they should focus on the tasks awaiting them this day – most likely the travel to Thavnair his lover mentioned last night – G'raha had to express gratitude making his blood shimmer with heat and his mouth water as each rapidly speeding up breath filled his head with the intoxicating scent of tasty apples. And as by now, he knew how pointless was resisting while his mate only ever enjoyed his advances… He smirked at the thought and carefully to not jostled his lover awake too quickly, slowly turned around inside his lover's possessive grasp.
Considering his Senri's cuddly nature it wasn't an easy task but the effort was more than rewarding as when he achieved the desired shift, could press his mouth against the heated skin and almost taste that lovely tang of apples mixed with the slight saltiness of his mate skin… he had to so soon bite back an impatient, hungry growl as maneuvering carefully and trailing his lips south, he slowly moved down the beauty of his sleeping beast's body. Smiling when Senri murmured something sleepily and sighed blissfully with that rumbling, inviting purrs, once he managed to get to the level of his abdomen without his mate waking – a rare feat, really – he settled down with a pleased hum and carefully keeping it gentle, pulled his lover's thigh to rest over his shoulder. More than enjoying the musky difference in his mate's delicious scent, it was hard to hold back his purrs of excitement but he did it just thanks to the thought of Senri's noises he knew he'll be granted if he manages to surprise him.
Senri's deep mewl-purrs of his name were always his absolute favorite – his Warrior's deep, rumbling voice when he uttered them sent almost violent shudders down G'raha's back and spiked his hunger to unbearable heights. Now, combined with his beast's rasp at 'r' of his name… Wicked white, but there simply couldn't exist anything more arousing… So, wrapping his hand around his mate's thigh, he delicately dragged his rough tongue over the heat of his lover's hard flesh and involuntarily grinned triumphantly when it twitched noticeably and he was rewarded with a deep voice rumbling sleepily on his name and gentle drag of big hand over his hair and ears. And because the lovely way that sounded in itself demanded to be rewarded – not to mention the ridiculously arousing way his lover's tail instinctively swiveled to wrap around him in a tight grip – he hummed his pleasure with his mate's claim and more than eagerly wrapped his lips around the scorching hot flesh of his dick, barely able to hold back his purrs when Senri mewled and his hips jerked in a slow roll, instinctively sliding deeper into his mouth. His tail tightened around him as his Warrior's fingers sank in his loose hair and delicate, affectionate brushes against his sensitive ear tore those purrs out of his throat, in turn making his mate hiss and groan deeply at his name. Yet, it wasn't what he yearned to hear the most so he gleefully set to swallow his lover's flesh down, curling his fingers around Senri's buttock and massaging the tight muscles to prompt his hips into their delicate rolls.
"G-gods, Rrraha…" his ears twitched and he shuddered at the telltale rasp, digging his fingers into the hot skin as his lover set into the slow, maddening rhythm of steady strokes against his mouth while petting his ear in a delicate caress. "…best way to wake… u-up…" his mate chortled, then moaned softly and curled his hand around his head, holding it still as he set to fuck his lips with choked whines and desperate gasps. And more than loving his enjoyment, his shameless gratifying noises, G'raha soon couldn't help his increasing purrs, greedily massaging his hand over Senri's marvelous behind. Though soon, letting him control the rhythm and fuck his mouth at his leisure, he blindly reached toward the spot that held the oil and spread it over his fingers. When his mate's sounds grew louder with a tantalizing, keening edge and the first raspy mewl-purr of his name hit his ears, G'raha moaned around the hard flesh pumping in and out of his throat in increasingly desperate strokes and used Senri's movements to press his oiled finger into the tight ring of muscles between his buttocks.
When that had his lover growl mindlessly and fist his fingers in G'raha's red hair, pulling his head back roughly and setting to fuck his mouth almost brutally, he couldn't help how his purrs grew louder with excitement. At the same time impatiently working his Warrior's body into delicious submission, when he pressed another finger into his almost too-tight heat, Senri keened his name in a string of his raspy mewl-purrs and came, pumping the thick ropes of seed down his throat. Swallowing and purring near-deafeningly around his lover's flesh until he sagged between the pillows with his own loud, sated purrs, G'raha almost expired before he pulled back and licking his lips with relish, roughly rolled his mate over to his stomach.
"You're so tasty, Snark," he cooed, unceremoniously pushing his thighs apart and mounting his beautiful ass with a choked whine of pleasure as his painfully throbbing dick slowly sank into the too-tight squeeze of the heated muscles. Raining affectionate kisses up his mate's spine with the movement, he groaned deeply when his flesh sank into him up to the hilt. When he felt Senri's tail wound itself around his thigh and flick impatiently and he saw his beast's claws sink into the blankets around him and the way his lover tilted his head slightly in an instinctive invitation to claim him, he couldn't resist, growing aggressively as he sank his teeth into the hot skin.
"…yesss!" his mate snarled, rutting back against his cock in a rough demand until G'raha growled in a warning into his bite and dug his fingers deep into the skin on his lover's hip. When Senri instantly went utterly pliant under him, whimpering and whining his submission and instinctive apologies, he rewarded his beautiful beast's good behavior by pulling back out of his incredible heat to slam inside him again with a choked groan. That it had his mate arch with a shout had him grin around his bite, rolling his hips and repeating the harsh stroke. "Morrre," Senri mewled breathlessly and his powerful muscles twitched delicately and shook as he noticeably fought to stay still, only his knuckles went completely white around his grip and his tail tightened almost painfully around G'raha's thigh.
"Such a good boy, my Snark," he purred, pulling back from his bite to nuzzle against his lover's shoulder gratefully. Arching his back to take him harder, slamming into that knot of nerves that had his lover whimper his name and jerk harshly under each thrust, he soon panted, cursing and growling mindlessly as his mate's shudders and spasms of powerful muscles around his cock send his senses reeling in unbearable pleasure. His lover's beautiful, perfect obedience and his needy, desperate mewls and purrs tore at the last shreds of his self-control until he couldn't help himself but growl as he pulled his Warrior back to his knees and pining his upper back harder down, he pounded into his delectable behind in increasingly desperate thrusts. "…so pretty…" he gasped, mesmerized by the sight of his dick sliding in and out of that mind-numbing heat and his ears twitched hungrily at the sound of Senri's low, raspy whimper of his name. Holding him down with one hand between his shoulder blades, G'raha hummed his approval at his lover's submission and rewarded it by bending over his back harder to wrap his free hand around his mate's straining erection, his grin growing feral when in a mere stroke timed with another harsh thrust into his ass the flesh jerked inside his grip and Senri mewl-purred his name desperately, spilling over the nest in thick spurts.
Far from being sated with his lover's beautiful sounds, and craving more, despite his own raging need to come, he moved his hands around his lover's hips and while his Warrior nearly wailed in overstimulation, he mercilessly set to fuck him harder, saving him none of his inhumane strength. Snarling mindlessly with each desperate whimper and whine of bliss, pounding his dick into that beautifully submissive body – so powerful and yet so eager for his claim – he nearly passed out when before long his beast's keened his name again, rocking back and forth to take him deeper and harder, bending his back and gasping his addictive mewl-purrs until his mate's body spasmed and shook under his onslaught again, and his pleasure edged into a pain in the overload of it. Only then he relented, almost choking on the howl of Senri's name as he came so hard his sight went out for a long, long moment.
Pumping into his heated body and his muscles shook under the waves of the insane heat spilling over his senses, he rained delicate bites and grateful kisses over his lover's back until he sagged against them with near-deafening purrs of satisfaction. When Senri laughed softly and was careless of the mess as he laid down, his purrs as loud and happy… the nearly deafening song of G'raha's heart only rose in volume until he couldn't help but simply bask in the wonder of this feeling.
Not only the echo of the physical pleasure still making his muscles twitch but the scalding heat and the scent of their mating thickening the air around them into the addictive aroma. The happy notes in his lover's deep purrs and the way his heartbeat slowed down under his cheek… the delicate flicks of soft, black fur against his skin as his lover's tail flexed around his thigh.
All of it… none of the seven heavens could ever match this bliss – he was sure of that.
"Love when you wake up in this mood," Senri rasped and he grinned involuntarily at the fond note in his deep voice.
"This mood…?" he hummed teasingly, nuzzling with his eyes closed against the hot skin under his cheek.
"Mhmm," his lover chuckled, then without much effort rolled to his side and pulled G'raha around him, wrapping him in a tight, possessive embrace and nuzzling with rumbling purrs against his ears. "When you get all snarly and take me… Love it," he purred, then nipped on the sensitive shell of his ear, tearing a helpless mewl of pleasure from his throat. "Makes me feel so… wanted," he whispered, again nuzzling against his ear and tightening his arms around him almost painfully.
"Good," he sighed blissfully, wrapping his arm around him and trailing his fingers over the bumps of his spine delicately down to the base of his tail. "I want you, Snark. From the very first kiss… up to the last, always," he murmured, resting his cheek over his lover's steady heartbeat.
"From the very first…?" his Warrior huffed a quiet laugh and his purrs grew louder. "I was so… awkward then," he chuckled with a wistful note, smoothing his hand down G'raha's back and curling it possessively around his ass.
"Adorable," he corrected with a tiny grin, petting the soft fur in a soothing caress. "And that fierce blush… you were so unbearably cute when it was still easy to make you blush so dark," he chortled when his lover hissed with embarrassment and buried his nose in his hair, huffing his outrage at the reminder. "You were, my heart. You still are… if making you blush now is so much harder than back then. My shameless beast," he chuckled fondly.
"Sh-shut up," Senri snapped and he didn't have to look up to know he was blushing fiercely, though his deep voice rumbled with humor.
"See… cute," he said with a laugh, tightening his embrace around his lover's wide chest and was promptly punished when his Warrior's fingers trailed to his side and tickled mercilessly, making him flinch and scramble away with a choked laugh, slapping at the offending fingers.
"That's what you get for being a tease," his lover growled playfully, rolling over onto him and pinning him down as his hand danced over G'raha's side and his goofy grin was nearly blinding when the redhead fought for freedom, laughing uncontrollably. Until he suddenly froze and before G'raha realized what happened, his teary eyes widened ever-so-slightly when the sky-blue irises took place of the pale ice. "Sorry to interrupt… but the silly boy apparently won't tell you himself," dark eyebrows wiggled playfully as the immortal in his lover's skin pulled back from him, sitting up and stretching lazily.
"Huh…?" he hummed, sitting up and rubbing his eyes dry. "Tell me… what, exactly?" he frowned, tilting his head curiously.
"His birthday is coming up soon," Ares chuckled when G'raha's eyes widened impossibly. "Yeah… he's been stubbornly embarrassed about telling you about that."
"When?" he couldn't help the eager flick of his tail. "And why nobody else mentioned it?"
"No one knows," the immortal raised his eyebrows pointedly. "Since in the tribe it wasn't common to celebrate as it is in the cities, he's been mostly forgetting about it until the day passed… and he felt it too childish to point out to any of his friends. And it is in two weeks, by my reckoning, on the twenty Sun of the third Astral Moon. I thought you may appreciate the head-ups," he winked playfully.
"I do, definitely," he grinned widely. For obvious reasons, he never had an occasion to celebrate his mate's birthday… and now his mind instantly raced through the ideas of how to rectify it. "Do you know… what would make him especially happy to get?" he asked the immortal, leaning back on his arms. "Other than sex," he added quickly when Ares smirked and opened his mouth… to snap them close with a thoughtful frown.
"Ummm… no clue," Ares finally signed, rubbing his chin. "He's not really that considering of the material things… but knowing him, whatever he gets from you, he'll more than treasure," and he chortled at G'raha's dark blush.
I might have a suggestion, Damon hummed with obvious amusement and G'raha couldn't help the instant interest. Since your relationship is out in the open – what do you think would make him the happiest, my boy?
He frowned, running his fingers through his hair and thinking… to frown soon.
"You mean…?" he hummed out loud, earning Ares's knowing smirk. "But that's going to be quite expensive, Damon. I know that the concept of that can be absurd to an immortal… but my funds are quite limited."
Silly boy, if he could, his immortal would probably roll his eyes at him judging by his tone. We do understand the concept of money, Raha. And I wouldn't suggest that if I didn't have a solution at hand, you understand, yes? You'll do what I tell you, my boy, and we can get a PERFECT gift for your Senri. If you're up to it, of course… he trailed off with amusement.
"Of course I am" he huffed indignantly, then crossed his legs in front of him and rested his hands on his knees, tilting his head with interest. "So… what do I do?"
Ares laid back in the nest, folding his arms behind his head as his too-bright eyes watched him with interest while Damon outlined his idea in great detail, and soon G'raha couldn't help but simply grin at him with a very real glee as his tail thumped against the blankets with enthusiasm.
"Anything I can do?" the immortal finally asked, raising his dark eyebrows meaningfully and not hiding his obvious amusement and eagerness.
"Keep Senri's thoughts away from the topic," he suggested with a grin once Damon fell silent with a chuckle at his husband's enthusiasm. "So it's really a surprise."
"On it," Ares winked, then closed his eyes, and after a brief twitch on his face, when his eyes opened next, the pale blue of ice blinked at him with a hint of bemusement when Senri frowned and sat up. "Did I miss something…?" he hummed with confusion.
"Huh?" he tilted his head slightly with what he hoped looked like confusion. "What do you mean, Snark?"
His lover blinked slowly, then waved his hand slightly and stood up.
"Nevermind," he muttered, then stretched lazily. "Ready to hit the Thavnair, Raha?"
"Shower and breakfast first," he suggested, standing up as well. "And I want to check on Sali and ask Alisaie to look after her while we're gone," and hopefully get an occasion to include her in his… their scheme.
"Sounds good," his lover grinned, running his fingers through his ink-black hair and heading toward his bag for a fresh change of clothes. "Though I hope soon this mess with Fanny is over and I can focus on winning back our daughter's heart," he grumbled with annoyance.
And G'raha couldn't help but snort a laugh at that, delicately rubbing his hand over his lover's back in a comforting gesture.
"All in a good time, Snark," he chuckled, then turned to his own bag, trying to keep back any of his enthusiasm for the immortal's idea – and not to ruin the surprise.
