This scene takes place shortly after Luc and Izzorah make love the first time. Luc helps the shuddering Izzorah into a bath and wraps himself around him to keep him warm, resulting in a hot surprise for Luc.
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Set into a corner, the tub had three angles. Luc settled into the biggest and drew Izzorah back against him, between his legs.
He grabbed a hand towel, dipped it into the hot water, and then draped it around Izzorah's shoulders. He wrapped his arms around him from behind.
"There, love. Warmer?" He pressed one cheek against Izzorah's and held him until his shivering lessened. "What a perfect beauty you are." Luc splashed hot water over him, wetting down the towel. He drew him close. "I loved seeing you come apart in my arms." He laid a hand on Izzorah's cheek and leaned down for a kiss.
Izzorah tilted up his face.
"Mine," Luc whispered against his lover's lips, and sank into the welcoming heat of his mouth. He broke away to take a deep breath. "Mmm." He held him fast, nibbling little kisses down his cheek and out his jaw. "I want to kiss you forever."
Izzorah twisted around to face him, chest flat against Luc's, arms beneath Luc's to hold himself close. He devoured Luc's mouth with kisses.
Izzorah's passion inundated him, and Luc groaned with pleasure. Feet out, Luc braced himself and wrapped both arms around his lover. He slid his hands over the wet velvet of Izzorah's skinfur, the solid muscle beneath. Exploring, Luc skimmed down Izzorah's body, out over the firm cheeks of his ass. He pulled him up tight against his own rigid cock, gasping at the unexpected joy of a hand around his shaft.
"Want to please you," Izzorah kissed down the side of his throat, along the top of his shoulder. "Show me how."
"Kosset, as hot as I am for you, all you have to do is move."
"What is a kosset?"
Luc brushed a kiss across his mouth. "The ultimate luxury. A treasure beyond compare. That's what you are to me."
Izzorah blazed one of his perfect smiles up at Luc. "Do you like this?" Hand tight around Luc's cock, he slid it down, rocked it back up, fingertips sliding along the underside.
"Oh!" Luc hissed in air over his teeth, eyes shut. "Oh, oh, yes, kosset. Yes."
Izzorah squeezed as he stroked. "I want to watch your face while you come. I want to see you lose it like I did. I want to make you as crazy as you did me."
Luc laughed-sobbed, the pleasure piercing. "Tighter. Yes! Oh, yes. Like--like that. Mmm." He thunked his head back against the wall. "Perfect, Rah. Keep--mmm--yes."
"You are the one who's beautiful, Luc."
He opened his mouth as Izzorah rose to capture it, and stroked his tongue across fangs half-again as long as a human's canines. Luc sighed, lost in the tender roughness of a Kin's kiss. The feel of that cat-scratchy tongue along the corners of his mouth sucked a raspy groan out of him.
The wet heat of the water, the tightness of his lover's grasp, the squeezing, milking pressure sent Luc close to release.
Izzorah kissed along Luc's throat to where shoulder and neck met. Open-mouthed, he dragged his fangs across Luc's skin.
The sting of fangs jerked Luc to the edge, the precipice of climax. "Rah! Oh, yes. Yes. Bite me." He wrapped both hands behind Izzorah's head and held him against his shoulder. "Hard. Like you love me. Like you mean it."
Luc stiffened, his neck as rigid as his cock as the piercing bite sank home.
