Gray chuckled, smiling in a carefree way Shadow had never seen on his face before. As if any worries he might have had dispersed all at once. “What about you? You must be starving after losing all this,” Gray said, moving his hand down, past his cum-stained stomach and between his legs, where Shadow saw his own cum leaking out of the tight hole.
Shadow couldn’t think straight. He dipped his head and licked the splash of sperm from Gray’s stomach. Every muscle rising and falling under his touch made him erratic with awe, and he didn’t hesitate to go lower, to the spent cock, before leaving a kiss on Gray’s hand and moving all the way down.
He grabbed the sturdy thighs and pushed them open, pressing his face toward that center of heat that now smelled so intensely of both Gray and him. His cheekbone rubbed Gray’s sac, but he leaned even lower, catching the stream of his own cum with his tongue before following it all the way to the well-fucked hole.
Gray gave a silent cry, but he wasn’t moving away. In fact, he pushed his fingers into Shadow’s hair and held him firmly in place, pressing his hips down, as if he wasn’t satiated yet and wanted the tongue inside him.
Shadow didn’t even think twice.
The sticky sweet flavor of his own cum caused a rush that made his heart beat faster again. Underneath it all was the musky aroma of Gray, which Shadow was now so desperate to taste. His tongue played with the tender folds of skin before delving into Gray’s anus. He glanced up through the tangle of his dark hair, and when he pushed his tongue all the way inside, he let his shadow form expand from the tip, diving even farther into the warm, relaxed body of his lover.
Gray’s feet arched and dragged over the bedding as he shuddered in Shadow’s arms, body stiff as if it had somehow frozen in the heat.
“Oh, God,” Gray uttered in a breathy whisper. His voice sounded broken, but Shadow was only sated once Gray came the second time, convulsing in his arms and breathlessly falling apart. Shadow eventually slid his tongue out of the juicy, warm hole and rubbed his face against the buttocks before looking up at the trembling mess of human flesh. He couldn’t have felt prouder.
Gray had his eyes closed, but when Shadow lay next to him, he blindly pulled him closer, as if he couldn’t stand being physically apart. “You are just… the best,” he finished, clearly not able to think as coherently as usual.
“Would you mind if I ate some of my food around you? Just this time? You did take all my energy.” Shadow kissed Gray’s ear, holding him close and enjoying how hot Gray’s body felt in his embrace.
Gray smiled, all dream-like, and caressed Shadow’s cheek. “Anything you want. Just come back here.”
“There wasn’t much time to ask, but how did your hair change color? Can you do that on purpose?” Shadow asked as he reluctantly left the bed and ran over to the table where he’d left his bowl of crispy worms.
Gray stretched on the pillows, but his eyes briefly lost their shine. “No. Sometimes people’s hair can go gray from stress. Mine did when Mike died,” he said and pulled at his damp strands. They were most definitely blond.
Shadow almost regretted asking. Any time the topic of Mike came up, Gray’s walls went up so fast as if his skin physically thickened at the memory of him.
He came back to bed with his food and laid next to Gray, resting his back against the pillows. “I’m so sorry. How do they go back to the earlier color?”
Gray swallowed and put his hand over Shadow’s. There was a tighter set to his lips now, at odds with the relaxed position of his naked body. “They don’t. Not without using special dyes. And I…” He smiled. “Maybe it’s you. I lost my other half, but we shared blood. I still miss Mike, but I no longer feel like I’m incomplete.”
Shadow gave him a quick kiss because once he started eating his worms, he wouldn’t be granted any. “You make me feel complete too.”
Gray’s Adam’s apple bobbed slowly as he looked into Shadow’s eyes with the intensity of someone who wished to see beyond what was on the surface. “I never thought I’d meet a man like you.”
“Like me?” Shadow snacked on a handful of the salty worms while his lover peeled another banana.
Gray nodded, stalling with his answer, but in the end he chewed through a piece of the fruit and elaborated. “I’ve always wanted someone who’d be really invested. Someone I could be myself around. This kind of stuff always happens in romantic movies, but in my experience, it’s not realistic.”