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Frost had meant to ask Gricko something, the question vanishing from his mind as he walked into the goblin's room. Hootsie and Gid were out, and although Kremy knew that meant Gricko would be enjoying his private time- he hadn't expected this.
The smaller man is kneeling on his bed, head resting on the pillow and eyes shut tightly as his hands work in sync. One green hand is wrapped around his cock, tugging in time with the other as his fingers work to stimulate the bundle of nerves buried inside him. Frost's eyes freeze on Gricko's fingers disappearing into his ass, and he hates himself for how much he enjoys the sight. This is WRONG, Gricko is his BEST FRIEND, this is a violation of his trust and a line that he shouldn't be crossing. But he can't make his body move.
He needs to go, his paw moves to cover the tent in his robe as he wills his feet to move. Gricko will hate him if he finds him watching like a voyeur.. he- Frost's thoughts screech to a halt, ears pricking at a sound he can't believe he's hearing. "frost.." Frost listens closer, mouth falling open in surprise as Gricko moans much more clearly this time, "Fuck- I'm so sorry Frosty.. I know it's bad- but I want you...I need you.." The goblin was lost in his thoughts, fingers curling to rock into his prostate just so- when a hand wraps around his wrist and pulls them free. Grickos eyes fling open his voice catches in his throat. He can hear Frost growling behind him. Peeking back, his heart feels like it stops as their eyes meet. "F- Frost?"
The tabaxi's voice is a desperate whisper as he grabs Gricko's hip with his free hand. "God , Gricko.."
Gricko just rolls with it, arching his back to present himself. He was NOT gonna second guess a blessing like this! The larger man groans again, his nose nuzzling into the nape of Gricko's neck. "I want you too, you know..." Pressing his lips to the flushed skin, Frost kisses Gricko like he's afraid that giving in to his desires will break him. The goblin whimpers, hands clutching the sheets and blue eyes dark with lust. Frost presses a second rougher kiss an inch lower. By the time his lips are between Gricko's shoulder blades, Frost is nipping at the soft green flesh between kisses. The kisses travel lower, hickies and bites blooming in shades of pink across the smaller man.
Eventually the kisses end up lower, a rough tongue lapping at his hole. Gricko bites his lip to muffle the needy wail that seeks to rip free from him. Frosty's tongue was definitely rougher than anything the goblin had taken before, but as it presses into him all the smaller man can think is that he wants more. He shoves his hips back, trembling as Frost groans into him. "F- fuck Frosty! More! You- it's- I- Fuck!" Words jumble, his tongue feeling thick and clumsy as wave after wave of pleasure courses up through him. The sounds behind him get wetter, the tabaxi drooling into his hole as he spears it with another thrust of his tongue. Gricko flushes a deep emerald color, the precum dripping from his cock making a slick puddle on the sheets. "God this is so go- oOod~"
Grabbing handfuls of the plush green flesh, Frost loses himself in the moment. For once his brain is blissfully quiet, focused solely on the goblin he's devouring. All he can feel is Gricko on his tongue, rutting greedily back into him for more. All he can taste, smell and see is him. And the endless stream of Gricko's begging was all he could hear, drowning out his own slurping and groaning.
"Fuck, Frost- it feels so good to finally- finally have you- Ah! Oh, oh fuck! Your tongue is so- ah! - amazing! So deep-" He writhes, Frost's tongue leaving him. He feels empty and unsatisfied until the sounds of the tiger disrobing reach his ears. Frozen in anticipation, Gricko listens, his heart jumping into his throat as warm paws grab his hips and lips brush the tip of his ear.
"Gricko- may I-" The man's earnest seeking of consent is cut off by Gricko groaning. "Yes!" Frost grinding into his hole stimulates a torrent of filth from the older man, "Please Frosty! Please, please, please fuck me! I'll be good! I'll be so good for you! I promise! Just please- PLEASE stop teasing me! I've been dreaming of this for years and I need your cock! Oh-" His hips rut forward in search of friction, and Frost pulls him back against him roughly.
Frost snarls, lips drawing back from his sharp canine teeth and claws pricking the soft flesh in his hands as he pushes his hips forward slowly. "If you keep this up, I'm gonna end up knotting you.. And I don't think you can handle that.." Sinking into the slick warmth, the tabaxi shudders and rolls his hips. He didn't want to pull out for even a half second, satisfaction beyond anything he'd felt in years flooding him as he finally bottoms out in the man he never thought he'd have.
They stay like that for a long time, Frost grinding and rocking inside Gricko as the smaller man wails increasingly filthy things. "Anything- I'll do anything! You can have me however you want! Pin me down, fuck me, use me, ANYTHING- I'll be such a good fucktoy-"
With a snap of his hips, Frost silences Gricko. His cock slams deep, only leaving the goblin for a half second before reburying itself inside him. "Am I.. am I the only one you beg like this?" His voice is soft, caught between fear of crossing boundaries and a rough edge of possessiveness.
"Yes! Only you! Please- please- Frosty! Please more!" Turning him over, Frost pulls out and thrusts back in seamlessly, his hands already carding through his lover's blonde hair before the moan can leave his lips.
"I want you, Gricko.. more than just carnally. I want to hold you, kiss you, sleep with you in my arms! I love every stupid joke, every lopsided smile, every goddamn terrible pick-up line you throw at me when you're joking around. You're ridiculous, but I love it. I love you..." His lips ghost over Gricko's, fear holding him back as his thrusts slow down. "Do you want that?"
Gricko's hands bury in the fur on the back of Frost's head, tugging him down into a kiss. It's a short kiss, broken by the tabaxi pulling back to moan as pleasure overwhelms him. The goblin pants, wrapping his legs as far around Frost as they'll reach. "I do, Frost! I love you! I want that- I want YOU- I want- I want- " His back arches, body tensing and shaking as his orgasm knocks the air from him. "Frosty!!"
There's pressure against the rim of his hole, stretching and burning as the tabaxi's knot presses into him. Frost's cum is already spurting into the smaller man as he groans into his neck. He catches his breath, panting and propping himself up shakily over the man he's locked into. Their eyes meet, and they surge toward each other, kissing and cooing sweet things.
"You're so beautiful, Gricko.." Their lips separate for a moment, both gasping and clutching each other close as if the spell would break if they stopped showering the other with love.
Pulling away from another kiss, lips already starting to get puffy, the goblin whimpers. "Have you seen yourself? You're breathtaking.." Sighing into the next kiss, Gricko runs his fingers through his partner's fur. "So powerful- so talented-"
"Gricko, if you keep praising me like this," a growl rumbles in Frost's chest. "I'm going to need seconds.." His cock throbs, blood rushing back to the member, and his tail swishes in warning.
"Frosty.." the breathless goblin replies, peering up through his lashes, "you can have as much of me as you want, for the rest of our lives.."