"Jyriah, please... I really need to-"
"To what? Wake up everyone? Not get more sleep? Deny me my right to cuddle you?"
"I-" Joss started.
"That's right. You don't know. You know why? It's because you are tired. I want to hold you - possibly make love to you if you'll have it - and then kiss you until you fall asleep," Jyriah interrupted and reached out to cup his mate's face.
"You need to sleep and when the rest of our little colony here is awake, we'll make that stuff you need," he continued and stared into his true love's eyes with tears in his own. "I love you. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed at this point. Let me spend at least some time with you before it doesn't come..."
"...Jyriah, I think that is the most romantic thing you've ever said to me," Joss began and allowed his lower lip to quiver.
"Does that mean you'll let me undress you, and kiss you all over?" His hopeful mate replied with a big grin that was full of sweetness and a slight hint of mischief.
"If you don't at this point, I'll be very upset" the silver haired male answered with truth and heat in his words.
"Oh, sweetheart..." Jyriah melted and reached out to pull his mate towards his lips and pressed into him with fervor.
The coal-fire haired male may have been just ever so shorter than his counterpart, but his strength was unmatched, and his passion untouchable. It was effortless to scoop Joss up into his arms and carry him towards the small pallet they had made for a bed, and laid him down tenderly.
"Oh, you're spoiling me?" Joss asked with interest as soon as his back his the ground and his mate's hands immediately began to unbutton the rough shirt as carefully as possible (they weren't easy to come by out here).
Once the shirt was removed, Jyriah took good to his word and started by kissing Joss' neck, and from there he planted more down his chest, and his stomach, and then to his loosely tied pants that were as equally as rough as his shirt had been.
Joss helped slide those off, though. His arousal was quite clear through his pants, and as soon as they allowed it to, his erection stiffened upwards. He couldn't help but moan and hiss inwardly at his excitement - especially when he felt his mate's hot hands upon his flesh. He was always so warm....
Now that Jyriah finally had the treasure he was after, his eyes lit up and he had to stop himself from grinning. He was quite the lucky male to have someone so well endowed and that could last a long time - and tonight he was especially happy for that fact, because he was definitely in the mood to truly spoil his intended.
He had missed the taste of Joss' smooth, flawless skin and how even his cock seemed to have a 'sweetness' to it that was akin to sugar or something warm and reminiscent of vanilla. Even in this dim cave in the middle of this drab war, Jyriah felt comfort and peace because his mate was there with him.
A sweet, low moan left the lips of the orange eyed male as they squeezed shut and enjoyed the feeling of his lover's warm mouth on his aching member.
"Jyriah..." he spilled from his throat as he felt a tender suction on his shaft and a soft, wet grip on the base of his cock that slid along with the warm orifice that used its talented tongue to cradle his sensitive head.
The coaled male had to stop himself from grinning in satisfaction at hearing Joss call his name and felt his fingers sink into his hair and grasp at the strands in pleasure. Nothing turned him on more than knowing that he was giving his lover sweet satisfaction.
"F-F-ah...ah, I forgot...I forgot how good you are at this," Joss moaned out with a bit of agony in his words as he realized just how badly he had neglected himself, and how fantastic it felt to be loved in such an intimate, trusting way.
The reply the taller male received was a low, satisfied chuckle followed by the sharp inhale through his nostrils as he picked up his speed and the pressure on the throbbing rod he held so carefully within his mouth.
"Stop, stop - I want...I don't want to cum yet..." Joss quivered in delight, and only sat up just a bit to try to stop Jyriah's movements - but was unsuccessful as lust took over, and the sight of his mate's head bobbing in and out of his torso was just too hot to ignore, or want to stop.
He was often never this selfish, but there was something about this moment that made him back off and just let his lover shower him with affection and the most giving of deeds when it came to the bedroom.
When Jyriah ignored him, he didn't put up anymore of a fight, but he did still stay propped up on his elbows as he was unable to look away from the erotic scene paired with the immense enjoyment.
"Ahg, Jyr... Just a little more.." the budding mage let roll off his tongue with a deep moan that dripped with thirst for the moment of arrival.
In response, the strong warrior only sped up and then 'did that thing' that his scholarly love liked, and moved his hands to cup Joss' two very tight, large testicles and gave them a soft compression that immediately had drastic effects.
The low moan had evolved into a deep, loud groan - and Joss began to pant as all of the prickles of his nerves were set alight and sent his cock into a tight tense spasm.
It didn't last long.
Jyriah had so craftily twisted the sensitive sacks in his hand - and that final act caused the eruption of hot, thick seed to spurt into his mouth and onto his flat, long tongue.
"Yes, oh fuck! Jerri... I-I'm cumming - I'm still cumming," Joss let out loudly as he didn't care if anyone heard him at this point. To stifle the cry of delight from such a perfect performance felt like a slap in the face to his generous lover who was still taking the few, smaller loads that followed up.
"I love you so much...." he trailed on as his orgasm started to die down and his heart pounded against his rib cage. He took in a few heavy breaths of air before he followed up hotly, "now stop your amazing tongue and take your clothes off..."