Kapitel 120: Chapter 120

Justin made him, Kris, happy. He’d thought at one point that he’d forgotten how to feel that emotion. But Justin was all his love songs.

Justin gasped a little as Kris thrust; his nails flickered in painted-blue color, clutching Kris’s biceps, and became fleetingly sharper as he lost control. Everything got sharper, just on the other side of too-human prettiness: uncannily defined teeth, jawline, tiny outlines of horns, the fire in curling hair. Kris kissed him and drove into him harder and heard Justin scream his name, coming apart, head falling back and climax erupting from that long luscious cock as his body tightened; Kris heard his own voice splinter over Justin’s name, the word love, a groan, as the heat washed through him and gathered itself up and spilled forth, pouring out in a long rapturous release inside the clutch of Justin around him.

They held each other, panting in the aftermath.