The Bear and the Wizard for bearcoded

[tangledweave]

Following his first encounter with Halsin, the verbal components of Gale's spells had taken on a rougher, husky edge for a whole day after. It probably hadn't been noticeable to any of their companions, but that coarse scratch at his vocal cords had recalled to him the way the druid's trunk of a cock had been positively crammed down his throat the evening before. He almost wished for it not to heal.

It seems that the same evening hasn't only been on his mind, going by the messages exchanged with Halsin tonight. Incredibly arousing messages, which have left him aching to the point of either inability or unwillingness to move, until he relieves himself of this heavy, throbbing burden. And he won't be alone, as it seems that Halsin is keen to lend him a helping hand.

Under the safe cover of his tent, Gale is sprawling in his scattering of bedding and soft cushions. Naked, a slight sheen of sweat glitters under light cast from a couple of conjured orbs, that float beneath the canopy. A cotton sheet is bunched and lays partially over him, yet his straining hardness is free from the sheet, bobbing lightly over his belly. Untouched. Gale's eyes fix on the entrance to his tent, anticipating Halsin joining him. He won't start without him.

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[bearcoded]

Halsin had lived a longer life than he'd ever admit, he'd seen more than some creatures ever did but someone like Gale still made his breath catch in this throat. The encounter in the woods had left him dancing on his mind in a way that was more effective than any magic the wizard could ever try and cast. Halsin had to walk from his bed under the stars nearer to the woods towards Gale's tent. He even had to explain to a few other of their friends that he had somewhere to be and could not linger with any of them to discuss what was next for the journey ahead, and instead beelined towards Gales tent.

The others words and compliment lingered in his mind but even those did not compare to the sight he saw when he lifts the flap of that more elaborate and magical tent to step inside- Gale spread out, bare and naked, and looking finer than any deity ever could. spread out on those cushions and straining with need.

'Sweet divine..." he could feel his blood rush towards his cock as he took a few more steps into the tent. The orbs creating a rather large shadow against the tent walk as Halsin reaches for his pants, as he'd lost his shirt many hours ago in the sun. His large body and his well defined muscles on display for Gale's eyes as he quickly undoes the string that holds his pants tight. He lets them fall and just like that, that tree trunk of a cock swings free between his legs, already hardening with every passing moment.

'My pretty wizard." he praised as he finally reaches that mess of cushions and blankets. His large moving onto them as he peered down at the other.

"My, how you ache for me...' He teased with a glance down at the others cock.

[tangledweave]

Eyes fixed on the entrance, Gale heard the soft crunch of footsteps outside. He held his breath as the flap was pulled to the side, worry passing through his mind that perhaps it was one of the others letting themselves in without thought for what he might be up to. But then, there was Halsin, the tall, broad elf ducking as he entered. From the floor, he looked even more huge than normal, and, on top of his held breath, Gale could swear his heart also skipped a beat.

Gods, how he needed to be dominated by this beast of a man.

"Oh," he breathed out, at a loss for any other reply. Quickly, he sucked in a breath, the shaky pant obvious as his gaze roved over Halsin's toned chest and torso. The dusting of hair had caught his attention several times around camp, elves normally being relatively smooth skinned, to his knowledge. It suited the bear so well, though.

"It's been torture, waiting for you," Gale's voice was husky, dripping with need as his attention followed Halsin's hands as they removed his pants. Even only semi hard, his cock was thick and large. Gale licked his lips, pushing himself up onto his elbows to get a better look. "I didn't dare touch myself, least I erupted before you got here. I'm not against a long evening of multiple climaxes, but this first one... I couldn't deprive you of it."

Shifting to balance more weight on one hip, Gale extended one hand to the naked druid. "Please, come lay with me. I want to know every part of you. Come the morrow, I want to ache so sweetly and feel utterly ruined by your cock."

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"Has it now?" Halsin's amusement danced though his voice as he worked on his pants, enjoying the way the others eyes already sought out that cock out of sheer need. He couldn't help but feel a shot of arousal at that, Haslin had always adored sensual eager lovers. He had a weakness for them even more so the downright slutty. There was something about getting lost in pure pleasure with another that never failed to leave him aching as hard as steel. He spied that eager lick of his licks and the way the other shifted up to get a better look at every inch of him- and he found himself having yet another surge of desire to claim the wizard just from that simple act.

"Well isn't that a gift I'll cherish. And you showed great restraint in not spreading such seed before I could enjoy every last moan and whimper as you do..." He was even tempted to call Gale a good boy for doing so but- well, instead he just slipped his hand into the others and moved down onto the cushion's proper. His body moving over the others like a cloud snuffing out the sun for a moment, his thick cock aching, unattended one.

His lips found Gale's without hesitation or restraint, the druid was one who gave all himself to his lovers and tonight was no different. The kiss was all consuming and yet adoring all in one. Brimming with hunger and desire- a kiss that easily showed he wanted to fuck the other blind tonight and every night.

"And I want to fuck you till you scream so loudly the heavens above know that you are whimpering for me. That you are moaning so filthy for me..." He teased his hand down the others body to curl around the others waist- but there was hurry to move onto anything else. They did have all night after all.

"My pretty wizard." He muttered against those lips- perhaps it was a tad too possessive right now but he was wrapped in the moment and feeling Gale's cock drip against his.

I suck. Sorry, I intended to reply *much* sooner

[tangledweave]

The moment that Halsin settled his sizeable body over him, Gale was his, whether just for that evening or for longer. For now, Gale would accept anything that was offered or demanded of him. He gave his all easily to lovers, deep in his heart it was all he wanted: To be possessed.

He moaned into the kiss, instantly arching his body to press up against Halsin's heated skin. His hands reached up, clinging to the other's thick bicep, and around his waist. With a needy sound, Gale opened his mouth to Halsin's pressing tongue, and felt his eyes roll back, while a parallel sensation roiled in his chest. While not the druid's cock by a long stretch, this muscle was hot and wet, filled and probed his mouth. Any means that he could be filled by Halsin, he would take.

"Please," he gasped at Halsin's words as they broke the kiss. "Make me cry out until I'm hoarse. Let the Gods hear how you claim my body for yourself, and then silence me to deny them even the pleasure of my voice."

Digging his heels into the sheets, Gale rolled his hips up against Halsin. His straining cock throbbed as it bumped and frotted against that thickly swelling member belonging to the druid. There was a slick pool of precum on his own belly already, and now he streaked further fluids over Halsin as well.

"Ah, I won't last long," he warned. "Not now you're here. Gods, I've wanted this so much, the thought of the weight of your body, pinning me to my own bedding. Claiming me. I've been obsessed."