Christmas Chimeras
A canceled flight leaves Corey stranded in Minnesota a couple of days before Christmas. What seems like a stressful inconvenience turns into a whole new adventure when Theo shows up out of nowhere having also had his flight canceled. After four years without any contact, can the two chimeras form a meaningful new connection over the holidays?
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Chapter 3 and 4 are exclusively smut and can be read by themselves if you’re so inclined.
The kiss quickly turned from a gentle glide of lips to an urgent clash of tongues with Corey shifting fully on top of Theo. He was only peripherally aware of Theo fumbling with something on the nightstand, and then Theo was pushing Corey’s hand away from his jaw and shoving someth– the bottle of lube into Corey’s palm.
“You’re so tight again,” Corey said as he slicked the smooth, snug folds of Theo’s puckered asshole and set about working the tip of his index finger inside.
“I know.” Theo flexed and relaxed his hole, grinding down on Corey’s finger until it popped inside. “But you don’t have to be gentle. I want a quickie, and it’s not like I won’t heal if I’m not stretched enough.”
Corey nodded. There had been times with Mason when he’d felt the same way, when he’d just wanted Mason’s cock in him as fast as possible, damn the consequences – which thanks to supernatural healing were minimal.
In barely a minute, one finger became two, two became three, and three became Corey’s bare, throbbing cock pushing deep into Theo’s glove-like heat.
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“I’m not gonna cum,” Theo answered, sounding on the verging of doing just that. “I wanna finish with your huge cock in my ass. I’m just not ready to stop.”
“C’mon, cream me,” Corey answered, between ragged breaths, his eyes closed as he let the sensations wash over him. “No one. Uhn. Since Mason. Ooh yeah. Has.”
“I never have.” Theo moaned into Corey’s ear as he leaned heavy on his back, his hips snapping at a steady pace of shallow, unchanging thrusts. “Never bred anyone before.”
“Then you gotta.” Corey rolled his head back against Theo’s. “C’mon. You gotta.”