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[chrisisofaith]

Stop wasn't meant to be a word he listened to, but he can't help the need to comply when Jacob says it. Especially not for that reason. The game is half out the window in seconds as Chris buries himself deep and presses kiss after kiss to Jacob's back and neck.

"You want to feel how you stretch around me? How my cock grows and works you open bit by bit? It's set for twice as big at most...which is impressive enough, but how much more do you think you could take? Size of my fist and...how much more before you lose all thought? Maybe next time, we start here, working you open to wider than you think possible and filling you over and over as my stamina never runs out?" There were tattoos and magic for both and while they appealed to Chris in several ways, he'd never so desperately wanted to use them before Jacob. Anything to keep his love satisfied, to meet whatever need he might have.

His length expands further, nearly finished now but not quite and Chris gives a quick thrust of his hips meant to drive the breath from Jacob as grinds in deep again.

Chris presses his lips right against the base of Jacob's neck, voice dropping lower than ever in the hopes what he needs to say didn't ruin the effect of the scene. "You have no idea how much I love and treasure you, Jacob Frye."

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There's no brain left in Jacob's head, no room for thoughts or ideas, nothing but the intense feeling of what is happening to him, the huge cock inside him, possessing him, forcing him to bend and stretch to take it. All he can do is keep himself calm, try not to tense, and just accommodate the man inside him, offering to knock him up, offering to make him take something this size, or bigger, again.

He's being asked... things. Words. Directly. He tries to focus, to make himself think, but he feels so good, so full, so used, that thinking is almost impossible.

"Bigger," He gasps out when Chris asks how much he can take. He knows he can- the size of his partners and what he can take is one of his major kinks, and Chris is certainly aware of that. He wants as much as he can take, so much that it fills him up, so much that the shape of it presses against his stomach, so much that for the next few days he feels empty and desperate for it again.

The thrust a moment afterwards makes Jacob gasp again, gasp and half-sob as he's overwhelmed, the pressure against the sweet bundle of nerves inside him too much and he comes, the sensation washing over him but half lost in the press of lips on his skin and words he thinks he imagines.

[chrisisofaith]

Jacob comes and tenses around him and it drags a needy sound from Chris that quickly turns into something hungry. He needs more. He needs to fill his lover and fuck him into his own daze and he needs to mark him. Something possessive curls in his stomach that has him rolling his hips again as his cock finally fills out as wide as it will go this time. Certainly comparable to a man's fist, if not a bit more, and his patience snaps as he plows through that tight clench of his lover's body. All of his thoughts are on fucking Jacob and how deeply he can press inside him, the way his body stretches and gives way to him just as hungrily.

Chris' mind goes blank as his pleasure climbs higher and his nails dig into that precious skin. When he finally comes, his groan is more like a growl as he buries his teeth into the meat of Jacob's shoulder and his cock into the younger man's body. Pulse after endless pulse of cum empties from him and the grind of his hips through it inevitably causes some to leak out and spill down their thighs.

After what feels like too long, the flow begins to slow and Chris' teeth let go to be replaced with reverent kisses. "You're mine....gods know you're mine. Don't ever forget it." The scene is gone from him, though he knows the words likely could fit there too, if it weren't for the deep adoration and near-worshipful tone in his voice.