up, spreading Katsu to see what he was doing before pushing forward. The tip of his cock stretched Katsu slowly, drawing a small noise from the back of Katsu's throat. Katsu moved away from Ashe's cock a moment before rocking back, pushing onto it. Ashe cursed as his head slid in, Katsu hot and tight around him.
With one hand on Katsu's shoulder and the other on Katsu's hip, he pushed in deeper, waiting for Katsu to stop him if it got to be too much. He knew his shaft was long, that often men couldn't take the whole thing. Katsu said nothing, just arched and pushed back with little movements that took Ashe in bit by bit until he was buried balls deep. Ashe leaned forward, pressing himself against Katsu's back, and began to thrust.
Katsu gasped and thrust back, taking him completely. "Fucking Moran--" Ashe cried, and grabbed Katsu's hips, shifting to spread the medic's legs and get that much farther inside. When Katsu cried out in pleasure rather than protest, Ashe began to fuck Katsu fast and hard. He linked his fingers with Katsu's, arms stretched in front of them both, and pounded.
It didn't take long, sheathed in that tight body. Orgasm built in his thighs. His balls tightened, and he thrust twice, hard and deep, before emptying himself into Katsu with a strangled cry.
He leaned his forehead between Katsu's shoulder blades, catching his breath, listening to Katsu do the same. Finally, with a supreme effort, he pulled himself away and carefully pulled himself out.
Katsu hissed as Ashe's cock came free, then sagged onto the boulder. Ashe couldn't be sure, but he thought he heard Katsu mumble, "Took you long enough to make a move."
He snorted a laugh, then stumbled to his heap of clothing and debated dressing. "You disguised your interest well." Clothes? Or another bath? Definitely another bath. He waded back into the water.
"I'm not celibate. Don't know why you couldn't figure that out."
Ashe grinned, recognizing Katsu's strange affection, and looked back. Katsu was straightening slowly, taking small steps toward the river. He kneeled at the water's edge, cupping his hands to fill them and then wiping himself down. If he did that long enough, Ashe had no doubt that they'd both be ready for round two. It was worth consideration. Sure, the sun was going down and they'd have to find their way back in the dark, but--
"Dragon ahoy!"
He leaped out of the river, scrabbling for his clothes. Screw his clothes. He could get more clothes. He dashed for the forest, instead, and got ten steps before he realized that Katsu hadn't followed -- and someone was laughing.
Annoyed, Ashe stopped and looked around. Eddie grinned at him from the cave entrance, which had a good view of everything they'd been doing. "How long've you been up there?" Ashe called, bracing his hands on his waist and throwing his chest out.
"Long enough. You two getting physical, huh?"
Katsu cut off any retort Ashe might have given. "What happened to the dragon?"
"Townies didn't want it, but they did tell us about a dragon-whisperer local who'll buy it."
They were all quiet for a minute before Katsu spoke again, sounding both doubtful and annoyed. "What the nine hells is a dragon whisperer?"
"No idea. But apparently, he wants dragons." Eddie shrugged. "You two ready to go? Nate's hoping you took so long because you were getting rockroot to keep the thing calm."
Katsu snatched up his trousers, shoving his feet into them as if they'd offended him somehow. "Rockroot. Please. I have something better that'll keep it mellow for transportation. Come down here and get some of these satchels."
Eddie skid down the decline, picking up the first bag and peering inside. "What are they?"
"None of your concern, wrapped in poison ivy."
She nearly dropped it, she moved away so fast. Ashe laughed. Katsu threw him a dark look, then pulled on his tunic.
So much for the second round. Still, the first round had been awfully nice. He started to dress as well, noticing that
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