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“Look at you. All muddy and messy.”
    “I wonder how in the stars that happened...” Oh, the little smartass, eyes laughing, shining.
    He turned Bastian, to swat that pert ass, and then started to laugh. There on his Precious’ ass were two perfect hand prints.
    Bastian tossed his head, reaching to turn the water on them, the spray hot and strong. Gus pouted, watching as his hand prints were washed away by the water. Then he stood directly in the spray himself, letting the water clean the mud from his skin and his clothes. Now he felt icky. Wet down to his socks, his thick work leggings and shirt heavy.
    Bastian started stripping him, getting him down to skin, getting him clean.
    “You see? All clean now,” he murmured, wiping the last bit of mud from Bastian’s cheek. His fingers lingered and pushed back to Bastian’s ear, tracing the fine vine inked there. Bastian’s eyes closed, a soft happy sound slipping through the splash of the water.
    The noise went right to his cock, making it begin to grow. He purred again and drew Bastian to him. Bastian smiled up at him, tongue sliding on his bottom lip.
    He purred softly. “I have been dreaming of your mouth all day, Precious.”
    “All day?” Bastian pressed closer, rubbing against him.
    “Yes. From the moment I left you sleeping, curled up in our bed.” His hands slid to Bastian’s ass, cupping the round cheeks.
    “I love you, Augie.” Bastian pushed back into his hands, lips parted. From the first day he’d found Bastian, that mouth had fascinated him.
    “Love you, Bastian.” His cock firmed further, sliding along Bastian’s thigh as he imagined Bastian on his knees, mouth open around his cock.
    Bastian started licking and kissing his shoulders and chest, moaning low, hands exploring. He slid his hands through Bastian’s hair, thumb and forefinger again finding the small vine tattooed on one delicate ear. There were tiny dangling leaf earrings there, tickling his fingers, teasing him.
    “So pretty, all decorated for me,” he murmured, fingers caressing, hips rubbing his cock against Bastian’s belly.
    “Mmmm... going to get my nipples done for you one day.”
    “Oh, yes. I would like that. I would like to watch you get them done. I have seen chains. One was all vines, very delicate, and it made me think of you. To string from one to the other.” He touched one of Bastian’s nipples and then slid his hand over to touch the other, taking it between his fingers and squeezing.
    Those lips parted further, Bastian gasping, cock leaping against his inner thigh. “Gus...”
    “Hedonist,” he accused fondly. He didn’t mean it as an insult, but he did like to tease his precious lover.
    “Beast.” He got a grin, a wink.
    He chuckled. “I am. A terrible beast who gets you muddy and dirty, and threatens to chain you.” He squeezed Bastian’s ass.
    “Uh-huh. Who fucks me and beats me and makes me scream.” Funny, those didn’t sound like complaints.
    “That would be me.” He nodded and growled a little, hands squeezing harder, hard enough to leave bruises on Bastian’s skin.
    Those dove-grey eyes blinked up at him, the rings around the outside almost black. “Yeah. You...”
    “Me.” He grumbled and nodded, hands moving slowly up along Bastian’s sides. The water was warm and good as it continued to hit him, sliding on his skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat and silk of Bastian’s skin beneath his fingers.
    “I want you, Precious. I need.” His cock throbbed against Bastian’s belly in silent, unmistakable agreement.
    Bastian nodded, slowly sliding down his body, lips open wide, begging for him. He moaned, the sound torn from him. He wrapped one hand in Bastian’s hair and tilted his head slightly before pushing his cock right in. If there was a heaven, an afterlife, it would be Bastian’s mouth, wrapped around his cock and sucking hard.
    He gazed down into his lover’s eyes, watched as his cock disappeared into that heat