A Way to Get Lost In You ((Rick/Falon))

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Rick laughed and kissed his nose. "Just in case, your safeword is... butthead," he joked, kissing his mate before beginning to thrust again, slowly working his way up to a good, hard fucking.

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Falon gasped, bracing himself and moaning.

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Moving to lifted Falon's legs up to his shoulders, he pummeled the boys ass.

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Falon groaned, holding on to the top of the bed for dear life.

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Feeling his climax rising, he look hold of Falon's cock and began to stroke him in time with his thrusts.

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Falon gasped. groaning as his body took the delicious pummeling.

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Rick fucked and stroked his mate until they both came nearly at the same time before he collapse atop his mate with a loud groan.

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Falon lay there panting, not knowing what to do with himself. He didn't much have the energy to do anything.

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Rick felt much of the same way. He'd fucked plenty of guys but sex had never been this amazing, this intense.

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Falon just lay there, vocal chords sore and trying to catch his breath.

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Taking what strength he had left, he pulled out of his mate and rolled to the side, pulling his mate up into his arms.

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Falon made a groaning sound when Rick pulled out of him, and limply allowed his body to be turned over and pulled closer. Gods he was exhausted.

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"Go to sleep, baby," he yawned and tugged the blanket over then.

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Falon didn't have to be told twice, before he was out like a light.

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The next morning Rick rose early enough to take a shower and head out to a street vendor for some fresh coffee and breakfast. Coming back up stairs, he kissed his mate awake. "Breakfast, baby."