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The outside camp was quiet... Too quiet... Too quiet in the midnight's darkness...
...Except for a few sounds coming from the storage room... By that—moans and the creaks of the crate as someone shifted...
"Mmmh... Fuck..." The ferryman sweared, his pleasure visible in his voice as he got his vulva eaten out by none other than the Headless Horseman! The American has been struggling to urinate and the horseman now helps him out! "Aah... Is it— r-really n-necessary? W-with— Aah! My l-legs all up— Guhh! Haah... L-like this..?"
"Mmm... But how would you let it out, darling?" The horseman replied, his purple tongue brushing over a spot between the other's clitoris and urinal opening. "I got to reach for the deeper points too!"
His clawed fingers squished on those soft thighs, keeping them lifted while his tongue played with his clit; he thought a bit of stimulation would help his lover's... problems, you know? The ferryman whimpered, shaking with sensitivity and the pressure in his bladder... His hands reached to the firey head, fingers tangled under the warmth of those purplish flames.
"O-oh God... I'm— I need to—!" He cried, his body visibly tensing.
"Just a bit more... That's it..." The horseman whispered, his hands now caressing his thighs, his tongue still playing around his clit and urethral opening...
The ferryman whimpered, toes curling in the quiet air as the urge peaked. He really doesn't like when he pisses on things that isn't the toilet, but since he let the horseman do the job, he just let himself surrender this time.
His back arched slightly, a soft whimper-moan escaped from his mouth as he urinated, a heavy stream of gold hit the horseman's tongue—salty sweetness tickling his undead tastebuds.
"Mmmm..." He hummed, gladly drinking up the stream, its warmth wrapping around his throat like an embrace. He purred, visibly loving the taste of it. "You taste so sweet... Perfectly salty, too..."
It went on for a few seconds until it slowed to a trickle; the ferryman's body went limp with slight exhaustion, still shaking with lingering sensation... The horseman gave the other's vulva a long, yet mellow lick before he pulled away, concern visible in his glowing eyes.
"Are you alright? You did so well..." The horseman whispered, going up and hovered over the ferryman, before he brought the man into his embrace, his knee on the crate as he hugged the other, stroking his back in gentle circles. The American just looked upon with eyes heavily lidded, but he ultimately laid his head on the Headless Horseman's shoulder.
"I'll be fine." The ferryman answered, quietly.