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Wukong knelt on the floor, head between two muscular legs, tail wagging behind him happily.
Macaque sat on his head, one hand leaned back to support him, the other combing through the gingers thick, soft hair. a soft smile on his face.
"Theerre you go~ juuust like that~"
Macaque cooed softly, his voice low and steady. So calm you'd never imagine he was getting his dick sucked right now.
Wukong stayed there, staring up at him with doting eyes, unable to reply with the cock halfway down his throat, sucking like his life depended on it. Both hands rested on the inside of Macaques thighs, holding them open slightly as he pushed his face further in, trying to get more of him down his throat.
Macaque didn't even flinch, just stared down and smiled at him, combing his hand gently through the apes hair, giving an occasional tug.
Wukong moaned faintly, sucking a little harder, gliding his tongue along Macaques cock, trying to give as much as he could to the other. Even as tears pricked his eyes from too much.
"Shh, don't choke. Just take it slow"
Macaque said, voice as smooth and sweet as melted chocolate. Wukong could purr just from the sound, eyes half lidded as he looked up at him, dazed and horny, desperate to pleasure his lover. He pulled back slightly, stopping himself from choking, but still giving everything he could to pleasing macaque, to making him feel good.
Macaque sighed, leaning back a little more, holding Wukong's head gently, still just smiling at him. He rolled his hips a little, gently grinding his cock into Wukong's mouth, only making wukong more eager to please.
His tail continued thumping behind him like crazy, staring at him with this intense deviation and love. Macaques tail swayed behind him calmly, face unchanged as wukong continued to suck him like a damn vacuum, like he was trying to suck it clean off.
Wukong squeezed his inner thighs slightly, moaning around him. He'd always loved sucking cock, ever since they were young. He couldn't explain why it felt as good as it did, but something about having his mouth stuffed full of someone else's pleasure really did it for him.
He was still wearing his clothes, minus his red scarf, armour and shoes. A yellow long sleeved shirt, his yellow red and teal skirt and maroon pants. He'd been in such a rush when macaque had arrived he'd practically jumped at him, barely getting anything off before stuffing the ape into his mouth and sucking like he was a damn lollipop.
Macaque didn't seem to mind, he never minded. He was always so amused with Wukong's eagerness to please him. Always giving that calm smile, always giving faint praise, always treating him with delicate care. He was so tender with wukong, everything he could ever want, perfect in every way. And that only made him want it more.
It had been... Maybe a week since they'd seen each other? Honestly it was hard to tell, time always felt weird when macaque was around.
They weren't together all the time, he didn't really live on the island anymore, even if he said he did. He'd disappear for days at a time, before magically reappearing in his home, acting as if he'd never left and asking wukong for the exact thing he'd been wanting at that time, like a damn mind reader.
Whether it was sex, cuddles, spending time together, or just talking he'd appear, with the exact request wukong needed to hear. And it always made his day, always made him smile, always made him so so overwhelmingly happy.
Though, when you've been dating the same person for decades it's no surprise they begin reading you like that. Even back in their youth he'd always been able to read wukong like a book, always able to sense what he needed, what he wanted. All this time and nothing had changed, still the perfect couple.
Wukong's furrowed his brows, closing his eyes briefly and he continued to suck with vigor, tail thumping even harder behind him as he thought about the other.
He'd loved Macaque since the day they met. He'd been obsessed with the ape for as long as he could remember, and nothing had ever changed that. They'd shared the most beautiful, loving relationship in the entire celestial realm and wukong had so much pride for being able to have something so precious.
Sure they had their ups and downs, there was the time he got stuck in that mountain, and they didn't speak to each other for almost five hundred years. Then they had a right when they reconnected.
But they managed to sort things out between each other. Apologies were made, tears were shed, and by the end of it their relationship couldn't have been stronger. They haven't had a fight since, haven't been apart for more than a few days since. Wukong had hated that time, that argument, as small as it seemed now it still left an impact for one of their worst times. He almost thought he'd lost macaque!
So ever since he'd dedicated himself to the ape, done everything to make him happy, keep him safe, pleasure him, and used every second they were together to show and proclaim his undying love for the shadow monkey.
"I'm close~"
Macaque cooed softly, hand continuing to comb through Wukong's hair. His tail twitched behind him, a clear indication his composer was slipping. Wukong became even more excited, pushing himself further down until his nose was pressed into a bush of black pubes, sucking even harder than before.
Macaque made a faint groan, leaning back more, spreading his legs just a little bit wider. Wukong continued like that, eyes shut tight as he put all his energy into making the other climax.
He was getting a little frantic, wanting him to finish already. As much as he loved macaque he had to admit this wasn't his favourite position, being pressed into him so close. He'd never admit it but macaque had a horrible musk to him. He'd had it for decades now, this horrible smell that was always just faintly there, only able to smell it when he got too close. And having his nose buried in sweat drenched pubes was the exact kind of place to reek of that awful scent.
He has to hold his breath like this, hoping to block out that reek for as long as possible, at least until macaque finished, to avoid literally gagging on his cock.
But finally, after only a few more moments Macaque leaned back, rolled his head back and moaned, cumming directly into Wukong's throat.
Wukong gripped his thighs tight, screwing his eyes shut even tighter as he gulped down every drop as quickly as possible, groaning as he was hit with that familiar salty and... Foul taste.
Yeah, his smell wasn't the only thing that was bad. His taste was just as bad, if not worse. The same kind of reek as his smell but in taste form. Always just this unpleasant background taste he couldn't ignore, but left an awful aftertaste every time. He wasn't sure why, it had always been like that, always so bad it made him want to gag. Even after all these years he's never quite gotten used to it.
It's probably the only issue in their relationship, but if he's honest he's willing to put up with a horrible smell and taste if it means keeping their beautiful thing he has. No matter how much he wants to gag.
It's not even a normal kind of stench. It's such an odd, specific thing. Something he's never tasted or smelled before anywhere else, it's so personal to macaque and only macaque. Like his priest essence. And it's such an odd kind of smell, he can't even really describe it... It's sort of like rot, mixed with.. rain? God he's not sure what that even means, but it feels accurate.
Whatever the smell is he's willing to ignore it for Macaques sake. He's not willing to thing it up, feels a little embarrassing to tell your boyfriend you think he stinks. So he's kept it to himself.
Macaque spends several seconds trembling, moaning under his breath as he cums. eyes shut, tail twitching behind him. Until finally he finishes, going limp on the bed the moment he's done.
Wukong pulls back instantly, almost frantic to get away. He gulps in a breath of fresh air, panting slightly as he tried catching his breath. He swallowed down what remained of macaques cum, trying to ignore the horrible aftertaste and quickly turned back to macaque, checking if he was ok.
Macaque sat back up now, taking a few last deep breaths to calm himself, then smiling down at wukong.
"Wow, didn't even need to touch you this time huh~?"
He asked teasingly, glancing down at wukong crotch. Wukong was a bit confused, then quickly looked down and was embarrassed to realise he'd somehow cum in his pants without even needing to be touched. Jeez he didn't even realise, no wonder he feels so exhausted.
"Guess you just turn me on that bad baby~"
Wukong said back in the cheesiest voice imaginable, staring at him with a smugness a man who'd just came in his pants shouldn't have had. But macaque just laughed, amused by his response, and leaned down more to take Wukong's face in his hands, cupping either side of his cheeks gently, and leaning down further to place a gentle, tender kiss against his forehead.
Wukong flushed at the action, eyes going wide, tail going right back to his gentle thumps behind him. He brought both hands up to hold macaques hands, practically purring from the loving kiss. Then macaque pulled back, and wukong just stared at him like a love drunk fool.
"I loooove youu~"
Macaque practically sang, his voice so unbelievably beautiful, so painfully painfully beautiful. He stared at him with the most gorgeous violet eyes wukong and ever seen. Six beautiful fluttering ears painted with Reds purples and blues, like a pair of butterfly wings framing his face.
God how did he get this lucky. So lucky to have someone so unfathomably beautiful, telling him he was loved, giving him kisses, holding him so gently he thought he'd start crying. It made his heart ache, his head spin with how this could be possible, how this could be his.
"I love you too. Fuck macaque I love you so damn much, I love you so much it fucking hurts"
Wukong blurted back, gripping his hands firmly, but gently. Staring at him with eyes full devotion and desperation, like it was impossible to show just how much he loved him and he struggled everyday with it.
Macaque just hummed, pressing their foreheads together softly, smiling at him with similar love, hit far far less desperate, more composed, clear, happy.
"I know. I know how much you love me, you make it clear to me everyday~"
Macaque replied, and wukong almost whimpered at him, tail wagging even harder. Oh god this was too much, way way too much for his heart to bare. He wanted to cry, he wanted to scream, he wanted to do anything to get this overwhelming build up of emotion out of his chest and into the other person. Where it belonged.
"Your such a fool~"
He said, his voice just as soft and sweet. Yet wukong never quite understood those words. He always said that, every now and then he'd call him a fool. But wukong never quite understood it. When he asked macaque would never explain, just flash that same amused smile. But he never said it harshly, never had malice behind it. It was playful, sweet, almost caring. So wukong brushed over it. Like always.
"C'mon, go clean yourself up, my king"
Macaque said gently, slowly pulling away from the ape, despite his disappointment.
"You're a mess"
He added, smirking at wukong. Wukong blinked a moment, and suddenly remembered he'd just given macaque a blowjob a moment ago, and had cum stained pants. Not the most romantic setting.
He laughed a bit, finally releasing macaque hold on his face and shuffled back, preparing to get up.
"Ok, I'll be back in a sec, my love~"
Wukong cooed, standing up and heading to the connected bathroom to wash himself up. He got to the door, turning to flash macaque one last smile. Macaque smiled back. Sitting on the edge of his bed, as calm as could be. Then he entered the room, walking over to the sink with a giddy smile on his face.
He was about to turn the tap on to wash his face, and clean his mouth out, but a thought suddenly flashed across his mind, and he turned back to the door.
"Oh actually, why don't we take a shower together? I could help comb your fur afterwards if you like-"
When he stepped out of the door again into his bedroom, he found he was alone.
He stood there a little stunned, staring at the place Macaque had been sitting in moments ago. Now it was just a well made bed, no sign of anyone. He stood there a little dazed, taking a moment to process, then let out a heavy sigh.
"Again? You could at least warn me before you shadow portal away"
Wukong grumbled, turning back to the bathroom to continue cleaning himself up. It wasn't odd, macaque often left like that. He'd be there one second them gone the next. It was easy for him since he had his shadow magic, and could just slip away without a word. That and he'd spent most of his life as a stealth warrior, so he was accustomed to disappearing like that. But still, wukong would appreciate a little heads up before he vanishes like that.
He looked in the mirror, about to wash his face off, only to realise his face was fine. Nothing but a little smeared spit to be found.
Wukong couldn't help smirk a little. Guess he's just that good at swallowing. If that's something you should be proud of.
Then he glanced down his reflection and remembered he still had jizzed pants. He grumbled a bit, and figured he'd better take a shower now before it dries and goes all crusty and weird.
So he began taking his clothes off, and stepped towards the shower to wash off.
Next time he'll be sure to ask before macaque leaves. He can't remember the last time they showered together.