The atmosphere in the room felt heavy and thick. The air was stifling, not from the heat of the season, but from the raw passion radiating from the young married couple lost in their embrace on the bed.
Wolvin straddled Calian's lap, moving with a demanding, fierce rhythm as he ground against his husband.
"Ah... Darling..." Wolvin moaned, his voice breaking between ragged breaths.
He clung tightly to Calian's neck as if terrified to let go. Amidst their physical and emotional intensity, Wolvin locked eyes with his husband's purple gaze.
"Are you serious... about becoming an assassin?" he managed to ask, his voice stuttering in sync with the persistent motion of his hips as they pampered Calian's shaft.
Calian closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the incredible sensation of Wolvin's hole gripping and massaging him with such tight, searing heat. "Yes, Wolvin..." Calian answered in a heavy, raspy voice. "Ah... after thinking about it, this work in the shadows suits us both perfectly. No one will see us. No one can stop us."
Wolvin paused his movements for a second. He looked deep into Calian's face, searching for the honesty within. "If your mind is made up, I will follow you. Anywhere... even to the ends of the earth, I will remain your sword and your shield!"
Calian offered a faint smile, an expression he reserved only for his spouse and family. "You truly are the best spouse." Calian praised sincerely. He caressed Wolvin's slender waist. "I feel grateful to have a spouse like you, though I must admit... your sexual drive is incredibly high."
Hearing his husband's characteristically blunt honesty, Wolvin wasn't offended. Instead, he let out a low, seductive chuckle and resumed moving his hips with even greater fervor.
"This is just who I am, Darling!" Wolvin confessed without holding back. "As a Night Wolf, I must constantly burn off this overflowing energy and stamina. If I don't, my wild instincts could spiral out of control, and that would be dangerous. That's why, every time we make love, I prefer to be the active one like this."
Calian was stunned. He had only just realized the deep biological reason behind his spouse's 'hyper' nature. "Do all beastfolk have the need to burn off stamina like that?"
"Not all of them." Wolvin replied, never breaking the frantic rhythm atop Calian's body. "Only a few warrior clans. In the Night Wolf clan, when we engage in sex, we can go for an entire day without stopping, purely to drain our energy. And if we aren't having sex, the only alternative is to train until our bodies literally collapse from exhaustion."
Hearing that explanation, Calian felt a hint of guilt mixed with growing admiration. He didn't want to let Wolvin do all the work alone. Calian then lubricated his hand and began to grip and stroke Wolvin's erect shaft in a rhythm perfectly synchronized with the movement of his hips.
"Ah... Darling...!" Wolvin let out a pleasurable moan, his body arching back as he felt his husband's touch hit the mark with perfect precision.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
The sound of skin meeting skin echoed loudly in the silent room. Wolvin's movements became more savage, making their lovemaking feel increasingly heated.
"Wolvin... ahhh.... just a little more..." Calian groaned, feeling himself nearing the climax.
"Darling, tell me. Does it feel good?" Wolvin whispered, his eyes heavy and clouded with lust.
"Yes, Wolvin... ahh... I'm... I'm coming!"
Squirt!
A thick, warm fluid spurted powerfully, filling every inch of Wolvin's hole. Shortly after, Wolvin reached his own peak. His shaft sprayed a thick white warmth, drenching both of their bodies.
However, as always happened before, Wolvin did not dismount. Instead, he stared at Calian with a gaze of unyielding, burning lust. "Darling... use your power. Return both our shafts to prime condition."
Calian understood. He activated his [Time Loop] blessing, focusing the 'Progression' magic solely on their vital organs. He accelerated the recovery time of the muscle cells and nerves that had just gone limp from ejaculation. In an instant, the lethargy vanished, replaced by maximum tension once more.
"Ah... your blessing is truly a gift, Darling..." Wolvin praised enthusiastically. He began to pace his hips up and down again. "Can you stroke my shaft while caressing my tail?"
Calian obliged. His right hand worked on Wolvin's shaft, while his left hand squeezed and stroked the sensitive base of Wolvin's black tail. The sensation caused Wolvin to lose all reason. He devoured Calian's lips, channeling the overwhelming pleasure.
"Mmmh.... mmmh...." Wolvin moaned in ecstasy.
The sound of Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! dominated the room once more. The cadence was much faster than before. The walls of Wolvin's hole pampered Calian's shaft brutally, as if trying to suck out every drop of his husband's energy.
Calian's body tensed violently. He quickened the movement of his hand on Wolvin's erect shaft, and then...
Squirt!
For the second time, they reached a simultaneous climax in an even more explosive burst of pleasure.
Wolvin leaned his head on Calian's shoulder, panting heavily, then whispered into his husband's ear in a challenging tone. "Are you ready for the third round... and so on until I literally can't move anymore, Darling?"
Calian smiled softly as he embraced his spouse's sweat-slicked body. Then, he flipped their positions, laying Wolvin down on the bed. "Yes, I'm ready. But this time, let me move and give you satisfaction."
"Yes, Darling... do as you wish!" Wolvin whispered breathlessly.
Wolvin's legs wrapped tightly around Calian's waist, locking his husband in place. Calian looked into his spouse's golden eyes, now filled with total surrender.
"Are you ready, Wolvin?"
"I'm always ready for you, Darling!"
Calian began to thrust his hips back and forth.
"Ah..." Wolvin moaned in ecstasy, feeling his husband's shaft sliding in and out of his hole.
The tempo of Calian's thrusts grew faster and faster until the sound of Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! echoed continuously throughout the room.
It was a long night. Under the roof of the Erthland palace, the two youths continued to make love in a burning dance of passion, as if time had truly stopped for them alone.
The moans of pleasure and the sound of their bodies rhythmically meeting became a never-ending melody, carrying them to peaks of bliss with no end in sight.