[A/N - POV switches partway through because that's what my Gumballs voted for on Patreon]

"So we can make love, or we can just fuck. We can get romantic, dirty dancing, feel my hands until the sun comes up."
~SoMo, 'We Can Make Love'

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*Ryland's POV*

I'm on pins and needles as I pace our bedroom, waiting for Landon to finish his shower. The anticipation is killing me, so I try to preoccupy myself by getting everything ready. Towel, lube, condoms — not that I make him wear one, but just in case he prefers that I do.

We're both clean; that's not the concern. Things just get a bit... messier without one, so if Landon prefers that I wear one, I will.

...Even though nothing sounds better than sinking into him, feeling his warm walls clench around me without a barrier.

My erection strains in my underwear, begging to be set free. I've already discarded my t-shirt and sweats, leaving only my black boxer-briefs on. I considered getting completely naked, but I don't want to seem overeager. Which I totally am.

Although... that concern flies out of my brain the moment Landon returns to our room, his entire body completely exposed to me. He towel-dries his golden hair as drops of water trace down his abdomen, caressing the subtle ridges of his muscles.

Nerves start to flutter in my stomach. I haven't topped anyone since before I met Landon; when I was still under the restrictions of the collar. But now... there's nothing holding me back.

That thought makes my cock leak, and I motion for Landon to come closer. He fucking blushes, and I have to suppress a groan. Thank goddess that Kai is out today.

"Stop looking at me like that," Landon whines as I place my hands on his hips, brushing my thumbs over his smooth skin and leaving behind goosebumps.

"Like what?" I murmur, leaning in to press my nose against the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

"Like you're going to eat me."

I smile against his neck. "I just might."

The temperature in the room rises as I begin to leave open-mouthed kisses from his shoulder to his neck. Landon shivers in my arms, tilting his head to grant me more access. I nip at his skin rewardingly, leaving behind a small purple bruise.

"Lie down for me," I instruct lowly. Landon's pupils dilate as he obeys, lying on our bed with his knees drawn up. Kneeling before him, I slowly part his legs to reveal his smooth cock, already leaking onto his stomach.

"So beautiful," I murmur, running my hand up his thigh and making him squirm. "And so responsive to me. Fuck, why didn't we do this sooner?"

Landon chuckles. "Because we've hardly gotten a moment of fucking peace since our trip."

"Then we'll have to make up for that," I say, laying my body over his. I moan at the feeling of his skin pressed to mine; the contact sending sparks throughout my body. Grabbing under Landon's knee, I hitch his leg up around my waist. His gasp turns into a moan when I grind down on him. He looks so beautiful beneath me; his pink lips parted and a delicate blush covering his cheeks. His blue eyes sparkle as he looks up at me, and I dive down to cover his mouth with mine.

He moans into my mouth, instantly parting his lips so I can hungrily ravish his hot cavern with my tongue. He writhes beneath me as I attack his mouth; biting his lips and sucking on his tongue. Anything I can do to get a taste of him.

Landon whines when I pull away, making me smirk as I dig through our bedside table. My fingers fumble for one of our many bottles of lube and I grab one at random. Upon seeing which one I grabbed, my smile widens.

"Mmm, piña colada," I hum in delight. "I was hoping to taste this on you. I bet you'll taste fucking delicious."

My mate's face is the color of a ripe tomato as I position his legs on my shoulders, spreading him wide for me. I pour the lube freely down on his cock, watching the liquid slide over his shaft and drip down further. I rub my palm over his ass, spreading the lube around. My thumb circles his hole, which clenches in anticipation.

"Let's test my theory, shall we?" I whisper, pushing Landon's thighs to his chest and exposing his pink hole to me.

"R-Ryland!" Landon protests, but his words turn to moans when I swipe my tongue over his puckered entrance. "Ahhh!"

"Fuck, I was right," I groan before diving back in for more. My tongue laps over his hole, swirling around the rim as Landon's legs shake next to my head. I push forward, thrusting my tongue inside his tight hole.

"Feels so good!" Landon cries out, gripping my dark hair. I move upwards, sucking one of his balls into my mouth. Spreading the lube on my fingers, I carefully prod at his opening with my fingertip as I diligently switch back and forth between licking and sucking his balls.

I suck the weeping tip of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the swollen head as I push one finger inside of him. His ass sucks me in perfectly, making me moan as I imagine how it'll feel to be buried in his tightness. The moan sends vibrations up his cock, causing Landon to arch his back and cry out.

Once he's pushing back onto my finger, I slide a second digit in while taking more of his cock into my mouth. Landon's hips thrust opposite of the movements of my fingers; thrusting into my mouth and pushing back onto my hand. I relax my jaw, letting him use my mouth and fingers to fuck himself.

"H-Honey... b-bee!" Landon mewls loudly. Curling my fingers, I press firmly into his prostate, making him nearly scream from the pleasure.

I lift my mouth away so I can growl, "Cum for me."

I take him back into my mouth, swallowing him completely as I shove my fingers deeper into him. My mate's legs stiffen as his toes curl; the most melodic moan leaving his lips as he releases into my moan. I hum, swallowing everything he gives me before licking him clean. I pull back, looking at the beautifully disheveled man before me. His breathing is heavy as he gazes up at me in a daze.

"Are you okay?" I check. "Do you need to take a break?"

Landon shakes his head. "Need more... need your cock. Need you in me."

I fail to suppress a guttural moan, practically tearing my underwear away. My cock springs free, briefly smacking against my stomach.

"Wait," Landon grabs my wrist as I reach for a condom. "Y-You don't need to wear one."

"Are you sure? It'll be more comfortable for you—"

"I'm sure," he nods quickly, using his hands to spread his ass so I can see his fluttering hole. "I just need you inside of me, filling me up."

My eyes darken with lust. "You want to get filled?" I question huskily, and he nods in a daze. "Want to be filled with my cock?"

"Yes," Landon whimpers, rocking his hips towards me. I lather my hardened shaft with lube before pressing my tip against his hole. Pushing in, the head of my cock catches on his tight ring of muscles, making us both groan lowly.

I slowly push into him, gritting my teeth as his walls clamp down around me, sucking me in. Once I'm buried in him, I hold still for a bit, letting him adjust. I'm already breathless, and I haven't even started fucking him yet. Just the feeling of his tight walls around me is enough to leave me panting.

"Ryland," he whines. "Fuck me."

Growling, I grip his wrists and pin them above his head as I rock my hips forward. We both gasp as I push deeper and deeper into him with each thrust. He's so hot around me, as if my touch is completely melting him. My thrusts pick up speed until I'm fucking into him roughly. My mind spins from the unbelievable feeling of fucking my mate without restraint. His cries reach my ears, fueling my pleasure as I pound into him without mercy.

The headboard slams against the wall, mostly likely chipping the paint. Releasing his wrists, I stand on my kneels and raise his hips up so I can reach the deepest part of his silken channel.

"Fuck, yes!" Landon cries. "I fucking love this, baby, your cock feel so good!"

My eyes flash, and I grip his hips to shove him onto my cock. Landon releases a strangled moan that makes my erection leak inside of him.

"I hope your stamina is up, love," I pant with a smirk. "Because we're not stopping until the sun comes up."

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*Landon's POV*

I bury my face in the sheets beneath me as Ryland stands behind me. I'm on my knees with my ass by the edge of the bed, allowing for Ryland to fuck into me with abandon.

My legs feel like jello, shaking beneath me from the amount of times I've already cum. I've lost track of how many rounds we've gone, and I have a feeling that Ryland isn't anywhere near being done.

"Fuck, I love watching my cock slide into your ass," Ryland groans as he thrusts deeply into me. I gasp, grabbing the sheets in my fists for stability. This side of Ryland is so unbelievably hot. He's definitely not shy in bed, but this... this is something else entirely. He's fucking me wildly, reminding me of how a starved man gorges himself on a delicious meal.

I turn my head to look back at him, nearly cumming at the lewd sight. His dark hair is stuck to his forehead with sweat; sweat that drips down his defined chest and abdomen. Those honey eyes are glowing brightly, watching me with so much need and want that I accidentally clench around him.

"Goddess, yes!" Ryland's eyes roll back as his hips stutter. His release fills me as he continues to fuck me; some of it dripping down my thighs since he came in me so many times earlier. It triggers yet another mind-blowing orgasm, and my body melts into the mattress as I lose the ability to hold myself up.

Ryland pulls out of me, making me whimper as my hole clenches around nothing, trying to stop his cum from leaking out. He leaves the room for a moment, and my eyes flutter as exhaustion tries to coax me to sleep. Right before my eyes fully close, Ryland returns and lifts me into his arms. I bury my face in his neck, wrapping my legs around his waist as he carries me.

My eyelids are so heavy that I hardly register the warm water touching my skin as Ryland sets me in the bathtub. He climbs in behind me, letting me lean against his chest.

"You did so good, baby," Ryland murmurs in my ear. "Such a good boy for me."

I shiver when he presses a soft kiss to my mark, melting back against him. Ryland lathers my washcloth with soap, lifting my arms as he washes the sweat and cum off my skin. It feels so good having him take care of me like this; so intimate and sweet.

"I need to clean you out now, babe," Ryland says, bringing his fingers down to my sore hole. I whimper as he slips two fingers in with ease, cleaning his cum out. When he brushes against my prostate, I can't help the moan that slips out. Ryland hesitates for a second before doing it again, making me moan louder. I can feel his erection pressing against my back, and my eyes widen.

"Ryland," I complain as his hands find my hips.

"Just one more round, love," Ryland coos, lifting my hips up. "I need to fulfill a promise I made."

"Promise?" I gasp as he drops me back onto his cock.

"Don't you remember?" He nips at my ear, lifting my thighs out of the water so he can thrust up into me. "I promised you that I would fuck you exactly like this, in the bath. And I intend on keeping that promise."

And keep it, he does. Being in the bathroom amplifies every moan, every cry, every plead. Skin slapping against skin resonates in the room as the water sloshes around us. My head falls back against Ryland's shoulder; too tired to hold myself up, but feeling too damn good to want to stop.

By the time we both hit our releases, my body feels so heavy and spent that Ryland has to lift me out of the bath. He dries me off with a fuzzy towel before tugging a pair of boxers up to my hips. I collapse on our bed, groaning from how tired and sore I am. Laying on my stomach, I tuck a pillow under my head and sigh deeply.

I feel Ryland straddling my hips, and I'm about to chastise him for trying to go again until I feel his hands working my lower back. Purring, I sink back into the pillow as he massages the soreness out of my back and hips.

My eyes gradually flutter shut, but not before I catch a glimpse of the sun beginning to rise.

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Wheeeeewwwwwwwwww I'm exhausted lmao

Ryland is both a power bottom and a strong top, he's just a sex god in general

Thoughts??

Q: ummmm what should I ask after a smut chapter... ketchup or mustard on hot dogs?
[mustard]

See you next time!
-Gumbie