Chapter 177: AGAIN [R18]

Chapter 177: 177: AGAIN [R18]

June found himself smiling through his lingering pants, eyes locking with Nyx’s as he teased, "How active are you tonight? I thought you were sick a while ago."

Nyx’s lips curved into a soft smile while his fingers combed slowly through June’s damp hair. "I suddenly feel better with you here... I think I can do it all night with you."

June blinked, the words settling over him like a spark. All night. With the restless energy still humming through Nyx’s body, June wondered if the man truly could ride him until dawn.

The thought alone sent a fresh ripple of heat through his spent limbs. Could he survive that kind of wild devotion?

He reached up and traced the eager lines of Nyx’s face with gentle fingertips. "Give me a reason... why do you want more?"

Nyx hesitated, breath growing heavier as he stared down into June’s eyes. "I love you..." The confession spilled out raw and unguarded. "I love you so much I can’t—"

June didn’t let him finish. He pressed a single finger between Nyx’s lips, scanning every flushed inch of his expression with quiet intensity. "I love you too," he whispered, the smile returning softer now. "Now kiss me."

Excitement flared instantly. Nyx leaned down like an eager puppy and claimed June’s mouth again—deep, intense, tasting the shared heat that still lingered between them.

June kissed back just as hungrily, arms looping around Nyx’s neck. They lingered in the wet press of mouths, hearts gradually slowing while the kiss stretched on, wet and unhurried, until the last sparks of urgency settled into something warmer.

Eventually June stirred. He nudged at Nyx’s shoulder and rolled onto his stomach, then rose onto his knees so that his back faced the other man.

Looking over his shoulder, cheeks still flushed and lips swollen, he asked with a teasing lilt, "You wanted another round, didn’t you? Well... I guess I’m down for it too. So what are you waiting for?"

Nyx needed no further invitation. He knelt up behind June, one steady hand settling on a hip while the other guided his cock—still slick, still rigid—back to June’s entrance.

"I’m coming in then..." he murmured.

He pressed forward slowly. The blunt head breached the rim with a wet stretch that dragged a low groan from both of them.

June’s back arched sharply as Nyx sank deeper in one long, careful thrust until his hips were flush against June’s ass once more.

"Ah—"

"Fuck me, Nyx... fuck me," June gasped the moment they began to move.

Nyx rocked into him with deep, rolling strokes, both hands spanning June’s waist so he could feel every clench and flutter around his length.

June pushed back to meet him, soft sounds spilling from his throat with every slide. The heat rebuilt slower this time—thicker, heavier—coating their skin in a fresh sheen of sweat.

Nyx’s palms slid upward along June’s sides, over the delicate ladder of ribs, then down again to grip his hips firmly. "How does it feel... do you like it?"

"Mmmm..." was all June could manage, the extreme pleasure rolling through him from behind leaving him momentarily wordless.

That single moan was answer enough. Nyx pressed June lower, guiding him onto his forearms so that his ass lifted higher and his back arched in a deep, inviting curve. The new angle let Nyx drive in harder.

"I’m going in hard," he warned, voice rough, before he began to thrust deep and fast.

Pleasure detonated between them. June squeezed his eyes shut and fisted the bedsheets as Nyx’s weight surged forward again and again.

The pace turned rough and relentless; long, powerful strokes filled the room with the wet slap of skin meeting skin.

One of Nyx’s hands found June’s and laced their fingers together, pinning the joined hands to the mattress while the other stayed locked on June’s hip, hauling him back onto every thrust.

"Fuck... so big... ah... yes..." June moaned into the sheets, the dual sensation of being held and filled making his head spin.

Nyx’s cock dragged over his prostate on nearly every stroke; pleasure climbed in a slow, relentless wave that left June trembling and pushing back for more.

They stayed locked together for a long stretch of time—Nyx buried deep, fucking him steady and hard, hands gripping and pulling, bodies slick and shining.

June’s cock hung heavy and dripping between his thighs, untouched; every thrust sent another clear drop to the sheets below.

Nyx leaned over him at one point, chest molded to June’s back, mouth open against the nape of his neck. He kept thrusting while broken praise spilled against June’s skin. "Get ready for me..."

When the rhythm began to stutter, Nyx’s grip tightened. He drove into June a few final times with crushing force, burying himself deeper with each stroke until the bed frame rocked in protest.

"Fuck—" June moaned, the sound torn from him as Nyx’s weight pressed him into the mattress.

They moved fast and deep for several more heartbeats before Nyx finally pulled free with a wet, obscene sound.

His cock pulsed against the small of June’s back as he came, striping hot across June’s skin in thick ropes that dripped slowly down the curve of his spine.

"Ah yes... that’s it... ah... that feels good... mmm..." Nyx shut his eyes and stroked himself through the last pulses, decorating June’s back while the aftershocks rolled through him.

June remained on his knees, panting heavily, nerves still singing from the intense ride. Moments later his arms gave out.

He collapsed forward onto the bed, breathing hard. Nyx followed a second later, falling to his side on the wide mattress.

For a while they simply lay there, bare and spent, staring up at the ceiling while their chests rose and fell in uneven tandem.

Eventually Nyx reached out and drew June against him, settling the smaller body along his chest. One arm draped heavy over June’s waist; their legs tangled lazily.

Their bodies were sticky and warm and utterly spent, heat still radiating between them as soft panting filled the quiet room.

June rested his head against Nyx’s chest, one hand pressed over the steady heartbeat beneath, and slowly closed his eyes—calming himself in the aftermath of everything they had just shared.