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Mayday sighed as he slowly woke up, pressing his lips to the back of Crosshair’s neck, the soft morning sunlight shining through the windows of their new home on Pabu. Mayday tightened his grip around Crosshair, pulling him even closer. Crosshair sighed sleepily, turning around in Mayday’s arms until they were facing each other. “Mornin’, sweetheart.” The commander mumbled with a smile, pressing a kiss to the sniper’s forehead. Crosshair hummed in response, one of his hands sliding up Mayday’s torso, pushing up the fabric of his shirt in the process.
Mayday chuckled softly, his hand sliding underneath the waistband of Crosshair’s loose sleep pants, gently gripping his semi hard cock. Crosshair tilted his head so he could nip his teeth against Mayday’s neck, a soft moan escaping his lips as the commander started to move his hand around his cock. Crosshair bit down harder on Mayday’s neck as he rolled his hips impatiently. The commander got the hint and removed his hand from the sniper’s hard cock and instead moved his hand to grab the other clone’s ass.
Mayday slowly sat up, chuckling at how Crosshair huffed in annoyance, not happy to lose his personal heater. Mayday quickly removed the clothing from the both of them until they were both completely nude before grabbing a small bottle of lube, coating his fingers generously. Mayday pressed a finger inside of Crosshair which proved to be very easy considering the sniper’s hole hadn’t fully recovered from getting thoroughly fucked last night.
Crosshair moaned as Mayday added a second finger and bent down so he could kiss down the sniper’s stomach before wrapping his lips around his neglected cock. Crosshair gasped as he threaded his slender fingers through Mayday’s long hair, encouraging the commander to continue. Mayday continued to thrust his fingers inside of Crosshair as he sucked him off. It didn’t take long before the sniper was about to cum, his moans getting more desperate. Of course Mayday removed both his mouth and fingers from Crosshair, leaving the other clone teetering on the edge of orgasm.
“Mayday.” Crosshair whined.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m gonna make you cum.”
“You better.”
Mayday chuckled leaning forward so he could press his lips to Crosshair’s, who eagerly opened his mouth so the other clone could shove his tongue inside. They continued their kiss as Mayday gripped Crosshair’s narrow hips and lined up the head of his cock with the sniper’s hole. The commander shoved the entirety of his cock inside of the sniper beneath him, enjoying the way Crosshair whimpered against his lips. Mayday wasted no time in pounding his cock into Crosshair, who moaned loudly at every hard thrust. Mayday pressed his face against Crosshair’s neck, muffling the moans that escaped his lips as the sniper’s blunt nails scratched and clawed at his back.
Mayday paused his thrusting and pulled away from Crosshair’s neck and managed to pry the other clone’s hands off of his back and used one of his hands to pin the sniper’s skinny wrists above his head. Crosshair bit his lip as he weakly squirmed against Mayday’s hold on him. Mayday resumed his thrusts, grasping Crosshair’s neglected cock and moving his hand in time with his hips. “You gonna be a good boy and cum for me?” Mayday asked with a smirk, enjoying the way Crosshair whimpered and trembled in his grasp.
“Y-Yessir.”
Mayday picked up the pace, moaning as Crosshair whimpered with every thrust. “Oh, fuck!” Crosshair gasped, throwing his head back as Mayday stroked him through his orgasm. Mayday let go of Crosshair’s wrists and cock, grasping his narrow waist with both of his hands and he neared his own orgasm. Both clones moaned in unison as Mayday’s hips stuttered before he came deep inside of Crosshair.
“Good boy.”
Crosshair immediately grabbed the back of Mayday’s head and pulled him forward until their lips crashed together in a passionate kiss. Mayday smiled against Crosshair’s lips, his thumbs gently stroking the sniper’s tiny waist as he slowly slid his softened cock from his abused hole. Mayday sat up, grabbing his discarded sleep shirt and cleaned the both of them up as best he could.
“Ready to get up?” Mayday asked as he leaned forward and pressed their foreheads together in a Keldabe kiss. “I guess.” Crosshair mumbled, his fingers lazily combing through the commander’s long hair. Mayday chuckled and pressed a short kiss to Crosshair’s lips.
“C’mon.” Mayday said, slowly sitting up, pulling Crosshair up with him. They both put on sweatpants and Crosshair also put on a robe but didn’t tie it closed. “Hungry?” Mayday asked as Crosshair pressed a kiss to his bearded cheek. “Mmhmm.” Crosshair hummed in response as Mayday wrapped his arms around his slim waist. They shared a kiss before Mayday grabbed Crosshair’s hand, lacing their fingers together as the both of them exited their new home in search of something to eat.