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Lynx gasped when he felt Tiger’s tickling against his ear, swallowing thickly and he chewed on his lower lip as he heard that deep voice gently rumbling into his ear.
“You know that back is one of a cat's favourite spots to be touched?” asked Tiger, his large hands slowly travelling up and down Lynx’s back, soaping his body up with deliberate care and Lynx tried to focus on whatever Tiger was telling him, but the way Tiger’s large palm felt against his feverish skin felt too good and he felt his eyes closing, slowly drifting.
Lynx was standing in front of Tiger and he tried to hide his smile. His plan to rile Tiger up worked a little bit too well and he slowly arched his back, inviting Tiger even closer, offering himself to him and Tiger sighed, shaking his head.
Tiger pressed his palms firmly into Lynx’s back, his thumbs gently massaging into the slippery skin and his hands travelled lower, stopping on the dimples on his lower back and he worked there slower. Lynx gasped and Tiger chuckled because he could see that Lynx was already feeling it. Lynx shivered gently and bit into his lower lip, feeling his cheeks burning up.
Tiger was on the move, his hands tracing Lynx’s beautiful muscles. He traced his fingers over to his hips and he slowly reached forward, the pads of his fingers now resting on top of his stomach, slowly soaping that spot up as well, slowly flexing his fingers and he smiled when he felt those muscles tensing under his touch, smiling as he took a deep breath in, burying his nose into Lynx’s neck.
Lynx smelled so lovely.
Tiger might as well call himself obsessed.
“And you know,” sighed Tiger, carrying on as Lynx wasn’t paying attention at all as Tiger’s voice dropped even lower and he loved it, slowly leaning back when he felt Tiger’s hands travelling even lower, slowly running his fingers over his navel, groaning because he could feel his cock twitching eagerly. “Where is this cat’s favourite spot to be touched?”
Tiger chuckled and Lynx licked along his lower lip.
Lower, please, Tiger.
“Where?” asked Lynx, barely hanging there, his toes curling because Tiger kept teasing and playing with him, but then again – this was what he hoped for, no? Lynx shuddered and Tiger could hear just how small Lynx’s voice was.
Shy, but also needy.
So perfect.
“Hmm,” hummed Tiger as his fingers slowly brushed against the base of Lynx’s hardening cock. He wasn’t fully hard, but he was twitching like crazy and Tiger didn’t hesitate, slowly resting his chin on Lynx’s shoulder as he stared down, wrapping his hand around Lynx’s dick, giving it a gentle grip.
Lynx whined right away.
Tiger wasn’t much better, moaning with him when he watched his fingers wrapped around Lynx’s thick cock, mouth watering at the sight and Lynx leaned back against him, Tiger’s strong hands holding him to support him properly and he smiled, slowly lifting his head, pressing a kiss against Lynx’s shoulder.
“Right here, huh?” purred Tiger, moving his hand in slow jerks.
Tiger kept his other hand resting around Lynx’s waist, holding him nice and close, his skin a bit slippery under his touch from the soap, but it didn’t matter and he sighed happily when he felt Lynx throbbing in his palm, giving him a few more jerks and Lynx was rock hard, twitching and a bead of precum gathered at the tip.
“Phi,” sighed Lynx in delight and smiled.
Lynx reached back, needing more contact. He held onto Tiger, who was behind him, gripping onto the back of his thighs as he sank his nails into the skin and dragged his nails along the skin, Tiger hissing. His kitty had claws, which he definitely loved. Lynx smiled when he heard Tiger moaning behind him and he gave himself into the pleasure completely.
Lynx was weak to this – Tiger’s touch. It always felt too good. His cheeks burned, but he needed Tiger to keep going, licking along his lower lip and he slowly nodded along.
“More,” demanded Lynx.
Tiger’s lips curled up.
Tiger pressed his lips into Lynx’s wet neck and he pressed a few licks there as he loved whenever Lynx completely got completely lost in pleasure. He was beautiful like that and he slowly quickened up the pace of his hand, rubbing his thumb over the sensitive tip every now and then.
“Feels good, baby?” asked Tiger.
Lynx nodded, wrapping his fingers around Tiger’s wrist, greedy for more as he tried Tiger to move his hand faster, trying to make him grip his dick a bit tighter.
“Phi,” groaned Lynx.
“Yes?”
“Harder, grip it more,” said Lynx and Tiger smiled into his shoulder, listening.
“Like this?” asked Tiger as his smile got a bit darker as he tightened his fist just a little bit and Lynx’s knees went weak and he nodded.
“Oh, fuck, yeah… Good… Good boy, Tiger, na?”
Tiger sucked in a deep mark into the side of his neck, the praise warming his chest up as he couldn’t get enough of Lynx. He was so perfect, made only for him. Lynx’s hips bucked as he fucked himself into Tiger’s fist, whining softly at the back of his throat. His little mewls were so cute, Tiger couldn’t get enough and he leaned back against Tiger.
Tiger was taller, bigger than him everywhere, but that was why he loved their height difference so much, again grabbing onto Tiger, who never stopped moving his hand and he smiled so softly.
“You’re so beautiful,” was sure to praise Tiger, his voice thick as he was trying to hold back, slowly reaching up with his other hand, slowly running his fingers over Lynx’s chest and he smiled when he felt how fast Lynx’s heart was beating – not like he wasn’t doing much better.
Then, he slowly pinched Lynx’s nipple, rubbing it between his fingers and Lynx hissed out in pleasure, reaching back with his hand, up, grabbing onto Tiger’s hair, yanking his head close and he turned around, kissing Tiger hungrily as the other one kept stroking his cock, their kisses turning sloppy. It was all teeth and tongue, but Lynx loved it and he slowly turned forward again, offering his neck for Tiger to latch on.
“Mmm,” hummed Lynx as he felt himself twitch harder in Tiger’s grip. “Phi, please…”
Tiger kissed his cheek and admired the marks that he had just made, sucking in another one, but then he pressed a kiss against Lynx’s temples and he Lynx felt how his knees were getting weaker, their bodies pressed flush as Tiger was now panting into his ear.
Tiger was so hard.
Lynx could feel him behind, hard and hot, but Tiger was eager to please first. The pleasure was building up way too fast for Lynx’s liking, it was overwhelming as the waves of pleasure kept washing over him and he leaned back against Tiger, his head lolling back and Tiger took that as an invitation.
It took a bit of maneuvering, but he eventually got to kiss Lynx’s sweet and eager lips, the other one whining into his open mouth, shaking his head because it was too much, but he needed Tiger to feel good with him as well and he shuddered, feeling Tiger’s cock throbbing against the curve of his ass and he reached back.
“Lynx?”
“Wanna feel good with you,” said Lynx and wrapped his fingers around Tiger’s cock, stroking it fast, trying to tell him that he wanted them to feel good together.
“Yes… wanna feel you more,” said Tiger and Lynx nodded desperately.
“Yes, more, I want more,” demanded Lynx and that was all that Tiger needed.
Slowly, he leaned down and pressed his knee between Lynx’s legs, trying to get him to spread his legs apart a little bit and Lynx followed beautifully. He whimpered when Tiger’s hand left his cock, but he wasn’t going far, he knew. He reached for more soap, lathering his own cock – Tiger was already hard, whimpering softly when he pressed up against Lynx again.
Tiger was in a hurry. He… He needed to feel more.
He would fuck Lynx properly on another occasion, but right, both of them were too far gone and Lynx pressed his hands up against the glass wall of the shower, heart thumping hard gainst his chest. Lynx was about to ask what Tiger was going to do, but he soon got his answer.
Tiger gently held his hips, pressing his hard cock between Lynx’s inner thighs and he felt that wonderful warmth and heat around him, the soap making everything nice and slippery and he whined, pressing his face into Lynx’s nape and he kissed that spot.
“Lynx,” whispered Tiger.
It felt good.
Lynx was about to complain and ask why Tiger wasn’t going to fuck him, but this was even… So hot. Tiger’s cock felt hot between his thighs and he pressed them a bit firmer together, Tiger’s hands gripping his hips as his fingers dug into his skin as he felt Lynx squeezing his thighs tighter together and he glanced down, entranced by the way his cock disappeared between Lynx’s beautiful thighs.
It felt too fucking good.
“Is this okay?” asked Tiger and Lynx nodded frantically.
“Yes, so good.”
The soap made everything slippery making the glide smooth and he felt Lynx wriggling in front of him.
“Mm, hold still," said Tiger, Lynx obsessed with the way Tiger sounded absolutely ruined behind him and he smiled, listening to him as Tiger adjusted a better angle, so that he could grip onto Lynx better and he slowly rocked his hips. Lynx quickly covered his mouth when he felt a loud squeak leaving his mouth, but it was too much.
Overwhelming.
Embarrassed, Lynx let his eyes close and he shuddered, feeling the head of Tiger’s cock being pressed against his balls with each shallow thrust made the sensation so much more intense, feeling Tiger’s dick sliding underneath his with each move made Lynx nearly lose it.
Lynx tried really hard to stay completely still, his thighs shaking, face burning up, feeling shy with how much he liked this and he tightened his grip around Tiger’s dick, who whimpered behind him, shaking his head as the tightness was almost too much. Tiger was going to come too soon, it was fucking embarassing, but he didnt care. He picked up the speed a bit more, moving steadily and Lynx’s forehead was now resting against the glass wall as well.
“So big,” whined Lynx and Tiger groaned.
“You’re too good at riling me up,” sighed Tiger, shaking his head.
“I wasn’t…”
“Fuck, you feel so good,” stammered Tiger and Lynx smiled because he was glad.
Tiger was getting more desperate, the slick sounds making Lynx’s face burn up even more, but he needed more. Tiger’s breathing was ragged, he could hear him behind him and Tiger was getting louder, which made Lynx grin into the glass in front of him and he squeezed his thighs tighter together on purpose.
“Lynx, don’t-”
“You like it, no?” asked Lynx and smirked playfully. “Wanna make you feel good, phi.”
“It’s too much,” nearly sobbed Tiger, trying not to lose it too soon and he wrapped his hand around Lynx’s neglected cock again, stroking him in perfect sync with his own thrusts. It was too much, too hot – the way Tiger moved between his legs, the way he kept rubbing against his dick, the way Tiger’s fist tightened around him and the way Tiger kept moaning loudly into his ear, it was too much for Lynx.
Sensory overload.
“Phi… please-”
“You feel so good around me baby, it’s too good,” sobbed Tiger behind him and Lynx was unravelling. Lynx was leaking in Tiger’s hand and he shuddered.
There was something insanely hot with the way Tiger’s cock moved between his thighs and the way he kept stroking his cock, he knew that he wouldn’t last for much longer. He was approaching his end way too fast, feeling embarrassed, but he couldn’t help it.
“Too intense… I can’t-”
Tiger was completely gone, moving completely without a rhythm now, chasing after his pleasure as he kept grinding into that wonderful tightness and softness over and over again. Lynx’s thighs were trembling and he groaned, chewing on his lower lip. Tiger needed to come and he couldn’t hold back his raw need anymore.
“I’m close,” groaned Tiger. “So…”
“Let me come, phi, please, I need it so bad, please!”
Lynx was almost sobbing and Tiger nodded frantically.
“Come for me, baby,” was all that it took because Lynx couldn’t hold back anymore. Tiger stroked his cock faster and that was when it all came too much for him, pushed over the edge when he heard Tiger’s words, eyes rolling into the back of his skull as he spilled all over the glass wall and Tiger’s hand, making a mess.
Tiger groaned as he pumped him through it and he felt how Lynx’s thighs were trembling, clamping down around him and he slowly let go of Lynx’s when it became too sensitive and he wrapped his both arms around Lynx’s waist instead.
It wouldn’t take long.
Pleasure coiled through Tiger as he chased after his release, holding onto Lynx tightly as he thrust harder, Lynx whimpering through it as he was still sensitive, but it didn’t take too long for Tiger to follow, coming with Lynx’s name on his lips, spilling between Lynx’s thighs, groaning as he held onto him tightly and he swallowed thickly, panting.
They stayed like this for a little while, Lynx leaning against the wall, Tiger leaning against him, but he slowly turned around him. Lynx glanced down and giggled when he saw the mess that they made and Tiger’s arms brought him closer, peppering little kisses all over his face and Lynx scrunched his nose cutely.
“Phi,” laughed Lynx when his boyfriend's hair tickled his face.
“I love you,” whined Tiger and Lynx felt himself getting shy again as he peeked through his lashes up at Tiger.
Lynx whispered a little shy I love you his ear as well and Tiger was smiling brightly as he slowly reached for the shower head as they needed to clean themselves up and Lynx leaned into his shoulder, lagging softly because he couldn’t believe they had just done that.
It was amazing, though.
“Clean me up, na?” asked Lynx and Tiger shook his head in a fond manner and nodded happily.
“This good boy is happy to listen, mn?”
Lynx’s ears reddened, but he didn’t protest.