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“Darius,” Halsin growls, his large hand squeezing the flesh of Darius’s ass-cheek.“Halsin,” Darius imitates, grinning up against his face. He flexes his hips, grinding his steadily hardening length against Halsin’s. The grip on his ass tightens briefly.“If you keep going it’s going to have consequences, my heart,” he rumbles, exhaling a sharp gasp when Darius leans forward and bites his ear.“Oh, what is in the works, Master Halsin?” he whispers directly into his ear, his tongue teasing the shell of the long, sharp ear.Halsin shudders, now his hips flex up to meet Darius’s. They are both now hard as steel against each other, their trousers and perhaps smalls, the only barriers between their desires.“I was thinking,” he starts, only to get interrupted by Darius biting his neck, a rumbling moan escaping him.Darius laughs in the reddening flesh and pushes his tongue into the neck.“Mh, you were thinking? Don’t do that, Halsin. My bear. My love.” The hand on his ass turns into two, one squeezing the firm flesh and the other sneaking down into the waistband.Halsin pulls back a smidge.“Commando, my heart?” he asks, a smirk built on his handsome features, pulling on the scars and tattoo.“Always,” Darius replies, pushing his rear back against the hands. “Remind me, consequences?” He buries his face into the elder one’s neck, spreading kisses, licks and small love bites, while his hips alternates between grinding against Halsin’s crotch and flexing towards the hands on his ass.It’s a minute before Halsin gathers his brain again.“Spanking. I’ll spank you, my heart,” he rumbles, “bend you over my knee ah-… and spank your ass red.”Darius can’t hold back the laugh, his entire tail twitches of interest, even lifting up.“Don’t threaten me with a good time, my love,” he purrs, and pushes his nose into his jaw.He then exhales a moan as well when Halsin pulls the hand away and out of his trousers and moves it to the front. He squeezes the palm in between them and cups Darius’s hard length through the soft leather trousers.“Get off, trousers down,” he growls. “Then over my knee, tail up.”Darius scrambles to do as told, a flaming red blush spread across his face.