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Marshall.
The god of fire, happiness, innocence, and the sole protector of children.
The epitome of chastity, a virtuous title blessed to him by the supreme creator.
He truly held dear to his title. Avoiding anything related to extramarital affairs, such as pre-marital sex, cheating on someone's spouse, and promiscuous behavior.
Although, he truly believes that sex must have been a wonderful experience for them. So, he told his worshipers that they had a choice to stay or break away from celibacy, which made every one of his followers love him even more for his empathetic heart.
Children came to his temple to seek warmth from the harsher cold winter nights, and thanked him for keeping them safe as they slept peacefully. Hence his notable duty as one of the eight powerful deities.
Other worshipers and mortals began to wonder if Marshall had once disobeyed his blessed title, or ever had intercourse with someone. Those rumors made the aforementioned deity laugh by their curiosity, and kept it a secret from them for millennia.
Until this happened.
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It was another successful mission for the god of law and justice, Chase, who just saved a little girl from a group of bandits who wanted to steal her small pouch of herbs for them to hoard.
Currently, he carried her in his arms as he walked back to the girl's family who were waiting for outside of their dimly-lit hut. The father along with his pregnant wife run and came up to him, the little girl in the god's arms laughing happily to see her parents again.
"Oh thank you, thank you god of justice!" The father said tearfully, relieving his fear and worry from thinking about his daughter being hurt while her mother picked her up from his arms and covered her face with kisses.
"Oh my baby, are you alright?" Her mother asked affectionately as she cradled her daughter between her arms.
"I'm okay mama!" She replied happily, and then pointed to the god who saved her. "Mister Chase saved me from those bad guys!"
The aforementioned meanwhile looked at the little girl and her mother together as she gave her daughter loving kisses to her forehead and chubby cheeks.
And as if his mind was giving him hallucinations, he began to imagine them both as his mate and their very own first offspring. His beloved pregnant dally carrying their imaginary child as he gave them numerous pecks and kisses everywhere on their face.
Just the thought of it made him feel like a woman who also wanted a bundle of her own, almost like—
—Almost like he just got hit by a phenomenon called "baby fever."
And even worse— he just imagined a pregnant, pup-filled Marshall.
A forbidden image that would shock their creator for his lustful thoughts for the innocent deity.
"Oh, my lord, would you like to stay with us for a while-"
Before the father could finish his question for him, Chase was suddenly gone like lightning.
"-Oh. I suppose he had better things to do than stay inside our home huh, honey?"
His wife softly giggled. "Well, it must be very important to him if we just saw his lightning on the ground!" She laughed before entering inside their home while carrying their daughter in her arms.
Meanwhile at a temple...
The sound of chanting and praying filled the god in disguise's mind, hearing his worshipers' repetitive wishes and prayers about protecting or having children in general.
He sighed before tugging on his diaphanous veil closer to the sides of his pale and freckled face. He knew about the punishment of neglecting their worshipers as one of their duties as the eight powerful deities, and if the supreme creator knew it, they will be stripped off of their status and spend half of their life in the world just like a normal human.
Sure, it's quite nice to grant or hear your worshipers' prayers inside your own temple but could they atleast have a break from all of this?!
With no other choice, he continued to listen to his worshipers in silence. Clasping his hands as his palms slowly turned red from letting out any of his annoyance.
Until, he heard one prayer that made his eyes go wide and turned his head behind his back and looked for the person who seem like what they had prayed for.
'Who the- Who said they wanted me pregnant-?'
The further he looked behind, the further he noticed a tall muscular figure standing beside the apple blossom and baby's breath-decorated entrance of his temple, wearing a royal blue chiton with his arms crossed placed under his pecs.
'Chase?' Marshall tilted his head when he figured out the familiar brunette, who only nodded in silence and turned away to exit the temple without anyone noticing him as they continue to chant.
Not wanting to lose sight of him, Marshall hurriedly excused himself to go to the hidden gardens that only he and Chase knew that was behind and far away from the temple.
The garden itself was filled with fresh, undying flowers that almost covered every corner of the pristine white-painted fences and arches. Both scents of arabian jasmine and sweet pea dominated his nostrils as he entered and saw his beloved sitting on his favorite place in the garden—
The Swing.
Two pieces of sturdy ropes were tied onto a sturdy branch with blooming white flowers, it gently swung by the brunette's slow movements as he sat on the cloud-soft cushion seat.
Marshall whispered, "Chase, what were you doing back there? I thought you said we're going to meet at my-"
Chase then suddenly stood up from the swing, held both of Marshall's pale hands and explained himself. "I know that you're surprised why am I at your temple, but I just need a bit of your time to... let me tell you something alright?"
The albino was confused, but tried to understand the other nonetheless and nodded slowly. "A-a-alright?" He stuttered.
"Okay, uh..." Chase paused, then slowly took a deep breath before he continued, "Do you ever want— a pup? Of your own?"
"I'm sorry, what-? Did I hear that right? A pup?"
Nod.
"Me? A pup? That looks like me and you?"
Another nod.
"And you want to-" Marshall's eyes instantly widened when he realized what his mate had meant.
"Oh my god..."
Chase mentally facepalmed. 'I knew I should've waited until he knew what that meant! Now he's going to think that I want to strip him off-'
"I-I'm not sure..." Marshall muttered, fiddling a part of his sheer white-colored chiton shyly as his freckled pale cheeks blushed while he mentally repeated Chase's words to him, making him even redder than before. "I've never done that before..." He added.
"I know, I know." Chase replied as he held both Marshall's hands softly as if the latter was the most delicate being on earth. "I shouldn't have asked you about that and I'm-"
"No, no-!" Marshall suddenly shouted and tightened his hands' grasp, surprising the other by his reaction. "I mean- I don't know how to say this- but atleast... We can try?" He nervously grinned.
"Here?" Chase suggested with a smirk and in a lascivious voice, which earned him a light slap on his face.
"No, you divine mutt! At my abode!" Marshall harshly whispered that made the brunette laugh as he rubbed his cheek to relieve the slap from earlier.
"Alright, alright! After your duties, love?"
The albino could only shake his head in amusement and gave Chase a peck on his slightly reddened cheek. "Right... See you tonight?"
"Of course—"
Smack!
"Eek!"
"—Sweetheart." Chase smirked right after giving his mate's clothed buttocks a hard spank before he left the garden. Marshall can only look at him with a flustered, heated glare while he rubbed away the sting from his buttocks.
Once the brunette was gone and before Marshall could also leave the garden to go back inside his temple, he suddenly recalled a certain prayer that he had heard earlier in his mind and the conversation with his beloved just now.
He instantly peeks his head over outside the flower-covered fence and suddenly shouts at a cetain tall figure walking below.
"CHASE! YOU DIRTY MUTT—! PERVERT!"
~~
After an hour of listening to another wave of repetitive chanting and praying, Marshall had finally finished his duties and returned to his abode.
People who were lucky to visit the abode described it as if they were in heaven themselves. Thick and fluffy white clouds whenever they step on it felt like they were stepping on the most softest mattresses, while the pleasant smell of arabian jasmines filled the air as a calming scent for visitors to let go of their worries.
He was then was greeted by several dalmatian puppies, who became his trusty companions as a gift from his creator. Jumping on his legs, pawing his cloth, and even barking at him as if to say, "hello Marshall!"
The god instantly kneeled down towards his puppy companions— who began to huddle up to get close to him— and starts petting their heads while the pups licked the hand that they were petted with. Until they stopped once they saw a shadow of a tall silhouette behind their owner and slowly backed away as they whimper.
Marshall looked at the dalmatians peculiarly, turning his head to what his companions had seen behind him, and saw the same tall silhouette that the puppies were afraid of.
Squinting his eyes, he asked—
"Chase?"
The figure slowly revealed himself in the dark.
As Marshall figured, it was his beloved mate.
"Hey Marshie, sorry if I scared your pups," Chase apologized.
The albino picked up one of the scared puppies and comforted him with gentle strokes on his head. "I guess I better keep them out from us huh?" He giggled.
"Well, unless you want an audience-"
"Ok! To my bed now, mister!"
As Chase undressed himself from his royal blue tunic that he was wearing without Marshall's prying eyes looking at his back, the latter could only get even more nervous the more that he thought about the virtuous title that he was blessed with, and the consequences if they had done that deed.
He began to ask the brunette, "Are you sure about this?"
"Hm?"
"The... Sex thing?"
Chase then turned around and sat on top of the silky crimson blanket, trying to hide his gift from Marshall's easily-scared eyes as long as he can.
Chase then responds, "You can tell me if you aren't ready for it yet," then added, "I won't force you to do it if you don't want-"
"Screw it."
Marshall then stood up from his cloud bed and began to lower his translucent clothing in front of him, surprising the other of what his beloved dally was doing.
Although, his surprise was just a facade, and his real reaction was the slowly-erecting cock that was ready to show its size to the beloved god of chastity.
Afterwards, Marshall threw his tunic somewhere near Chase's royal blue-colored one and there he revealed his lean, and also dainty, figure.
The funny thing is, despite being naked as a norm to all deities like the both of them, Marshall had a habit of putting both of his hands together and supposedly hide his own gift.
And Chase, who smirked at the sight of the god's notable shyness with nakedness, slowly crawled towards him before he stood up from the bed and grabbed both of his hands to reveal every single part of his freckled body like they were kissed by stars— Which made Marshall shiver from the gust of cold air that hit him bare.
"Aw, my poor dally... You're so cute when you're shy. You won't even let your big german shepherd show him that gift of yours." He lasciviously teased before giving his freckled cheek a small peck.
He suddenly led his beloved to lie down on his cloud bed and then started to touch his one of his favorite parts of his lover's body—
His chest.
"Chase-? Ahh..." Marshall moaned as the feeling of intrusive calloused hands and fingers brushing against his pink buds aroused him even more, while the aforementioned continues to fondle his chest before he begins to play with his sensitive nipples.
Chase sucked and licked his right nipple as if milk was coming out of it while he gave the other a similar treatment of teasing it with his free hand. He then stopped and also sucked the other nipple, leaving both of them wet with his saliva.
Aroused, Marshall bit his lower lip and watched as his german shepherd sucked his other nipple in delight.
After seeing his dally satisfied by his deed, he gave his nipple one last lick before he helped him up in a kneeling position and finally showed him the rumored glorious size of the god of justice.
"Holy sh- Chase! You're huge!" Marshall exclaimed in shock, and admiration, by the fully-erect cock that stood up proudly in front of him.
'So that's why those women wished their husbands had that size, he's ten inches!' Marshall gulped as he clenched both of his fists on his thighs.
Chase was flattered by what his mate had thought of him, but didn't notice the fact that Marshall began to poke his reddish-pink glans, which made his whole member twitch with pre-cum that was starting to form from the tip. "Wow, I didn't think poking would make this thing so... wet."
"I don't think the poking made it that wet," Chase replied as he watched as Marshall trace the veins of his cock before he encircled his hand on the base and began jerking him off, which made him groan in pleasure. "Ah, goddamn..."
Blue eyes looked at him innocently. "Hm?"
"Nothing, nothing, just— keep going like that." He replied, stroking the back of his mate's white and black hair while the other continued to stroke his phallus up and down.
As the feeling of Marshall's soft hand stimulating him in a hasty speed almost made him closer to climax, he rapidly removed the pale hand from his cock and puts the tip closer to his face. He made a few more strokes to it before he finally came directly on Marshall's face.
"Oh!" The latter squealed in surprise by the sudden secretion from his mate's cock, and closed his eyes from the impact. His whole face and fringes were almost covered in large amounts of cum.
Once finished, Chase swept back his hair when he saw the most hottest view that was about to unfold right in front of him.
As if the god of fire himself just summoned the flame of seduction, Marshall slowly opened his cum-stained lashes and started to wipe away the ejected semen from his eyes and fringes first.
His curiosity also got the better of him when he saw half a liter of that translucent white liquid that he had removed on his hand alone. Giving Chase another innocent look, he licked the semen off his hand while the god of justice looked at him with hidden intentions and a raging erection that was about to rose.
'It tastes salty... Weeeeeird...' He thought as he stuck out a bit of his tongue by the unpleasant taste of his semen.
After he had finished sucking the stickiness of the translucent cum off from each of his fingers, he then stole a glance at Chase's cock. It made him blush even more as he held the rock-hard member once again in his hand.
Before Marshall could begin to jerk him off again, Chase suddenly removed his hand and guides his head towards his cum-covered tip.
Surprised by the action, Marshall tried to pull himself away from getting his face near the tan, veiny penis. "Wait- wait! What am I supposed to do-!"
"Suck it." Chase stroked the strands of his beloved's pristine white hair with a subtle smirk curved upon his lips. "I bet you won't get enough of this gift of mine afterwards, my love." He stated lustfully.
Not wanting to dissapoint him, Marshall began to give shy and gentle kisses all around the pink mushroom-shaped tip. His action alone earned a moan from the aforementioned, but he can't deny the fact of how pleasurable it felt for him.
After kissing the glans and before moving on to his next treatment, Marshall unexpectedly began to rub the side of his cheek against his cock lasciviously.
"Ohhhhh... Great god of Law and Justice, please bless me with this gift that I am about to receive for tonight. And I, your beloved god of Fire and Innocence, will give you what you have desired from me," He licked his lips and looked at the aforementioned with a seductive smile.
Chase felt like cumming instantly before he could have Marshall's first blowjob. So, he gently opened the latter's lips, then guided his glans inside his mouth while it met a plush, soft, and pink tongue that was ready to encircle around it.
He gently caressed Marshall's sticky cheek. "Why of course I will accept your gift to me, my dally, as no can resist that charming face of yours while I fuck it, hm? Damn it, you look so hot with all of that cum on your face, I could just breed you a few more times just to see it again. Oh, the most beloved god of Innocence, you really are the mortals' desire to praise,"
He then slowly pushed half of his cock inside the other's already-drooling mouth before he whispered to him, "-And I'm so grateful that I get to praise you even more while we conceive."
And that made Marshall choke his own gasp by his mate's words. He never had heard that many curses in just one paragraph with a lustful tone.
As Chase's reward, the albino began to lick him wet inside his mouth. He softly moaned by that action and slightly groaned when he felt a hand fondling his scrotum like a toy.
After a few minutes of stimulating the brunette, Marshall then began to suck him off but still continues to fondle his sac. Chase could only watch his cock repeatedly going in and out of his warm cave of a mouth, as well as hearing several choked moans along with his sloppy—but delectable— fellatio.
As his cock began to throb inside his mouth, Marshall lets go of his sac and starts to masturbate him again with his free hand as he continued to suck him off quickly.
After Chase felt like his shaft was almost about to ejaculate again inside the latter's warm oral cavity. He slowly removed it from his mouth and gave it a few strokes before he finally came on Marshall's face once again.
But this time, he targeted his lovely pink tongue.
As Marshall was about to close his mouth to swallow the large amount of semen that was dripping from his tongue, he was then stopped by the brunette;
"Ah, ah, ah, sweetheart, not until I taste my own sperm from you," Chase then bent down to his level and gave Marshall a wet kiss— swirling each others' tongues passionately until they broke free for air, with a string of saliva appeared on the tip of their tongues.
With a single pop! that came from his puckered lips, Chase licked the salty and sweet taste of his own cum along with his beloved's saccharine tongue.
"So sweet, just like warm maple syrup in autumn." He said, licking his lips to savor the lingering taste.
That compliment made Marshall whimper in pleasure and tried to make Chase kiss him again, which the latter gladly did so. Planting him a soft kiss to his lips before carrying him in his arms.
Marshall looked at him adorably, as if he wasn't aware that he just got cum shot onto his face twice by his own mate.
Chase definitely adored his beloved god for still being such a sweetheart even insult after insult by many fools in the past, but in bed?
May their creator have mercy on him for impregnating his irresistible mate.
"Mmh..." Marshall muffled under his breath, hiding his face beneath his muscular shoulder while the other gave him a kiss on his forehead before he puts him on top of the cloud bed again.
He had to admit, Marshall is kind of hot whenever he's trying to hide his swollen nipples and looking away from him.
"Dally," He endearly called as he removed the hand that was trying to cover his little pink buds and gently held his chin and turned his head towards him.
"Don't be shy, lovely~ Your body is just perfect. Perfect for me, Marshall, don't ever forget that." He added, kissing the pale hand tenderly.
Chase knew about the aforementioned's insecurities about his own body— even his own statues wouldn't dare show his nudity by the reason of him holding the virtue of chastity.
That influenced Marshall's thoughts to say that his own body wasn't good enough to show up in nude and preferred to cover himself up immediately after going to the springs for a bath, or even as well as hiding himself from any god like himself from seeing him nude, for god's sake!
But tonight—
Chase will make sure his beloved god of happiness won't feel that way ever again.
With blue irises that shone as bright as the moonlit sea, Marshall used his own legs to press both of their bodies together even more and started to kiss deeply. Their velvety tongues swirling around once again, meeting each other.
After a while, they broke apart from their passionate kiss. Chase then started to kiss him all around his body.
He then heard a soft giggle from his own ministrations. Chase instantly looked up and saw Marshall's small fits of laughter whenever he was tickled.
With a smirk curved on his lips, he began to give his flat stomach soft and swift kisses, tickling the albino even more and even tried to push his head away.
"S-s-stop! Haha! It tickles-!" Marshall laughed tearfully, but the brunette only ignored his request to stop and continues to kiss even further down until he stopped onto his thighs.
Chase then slowly widened his pale and slender legs to see the rest of Marshall himself. His golden irises gleamed by the wonderful nude body of his sweetheart.
"You know," He started as he slowly traced a finger towards his entrance. "I'm going to love what we are about to do right after I prepare you—"
Marshall then gasped by the sudden intrusion of a long, calloused finger inside him.
"Would you like that, Marshall?"
Nod.
And just like that, Chase slowly started to thrust his finger back and forth inside him, making Marshall moan in bliss as he enjoyed the feeling of being pleasured by his finger alone.
Then, another finger suddenly entered inside and instantly hits a certain spot. That sensation alone made him moan slightly louder but tried to supress it by biting his lower lip.
"Mmmmhhh~!"
"You like that? Just wait until I enter my own cock inside you, Marshie~"
As the god of justice continues to thrust two of his fingers in and out of his tight opening, Marshall could feel himself wanting to cum.
But before he could do that, Chase instantly stopped what he was doing and removed both fingers, earning him a dissapointed whimper.
He then stroked his own member before placing himself near Marshall's entrance.
"Ready?"
Marshall adjusted his position by placing both of his legs on Chase's hips for support and slowly nodded in reply.
Little by little, the brunette puts his tip inside while the other squirmed in discomfort. Chase begins to stroke the pale phallus in his hand to lessen the pain while he continued to push himself even further inside him.
'So big... God! Why did you give him such an enormous cock?'
After Marshall had adjusted himself to the thick member inside him, he then moved his hips and non-verbally told Chase to move.
He bit his finger as the brunette starts to move in and out of him, thrusting his hips towards him and felt his pelvis hitting his buttocks repeatedly.
"Haaah..." Chase moaned. "You're so tight— damn it! So tight, Marshall, fuck!" He exclaimed and continued to thrust inside his hole when he suddenly hits Marshall's spot.
The latter instantly removes his finger from between his teeth, his eyes rolling upwards as he loudly moaned out, "Haaa-! Ahhhhh~!"
Aroused, Chase quickens his movements while the other moaned in rhythm with his thrusts. Pleasure and lust began to cloud Marshall's mind, his legs sore from his position.
"Mmmmghhh... Haahh..." Marshall huffed. His eyes brimmed with tears as Chase continues to thrust in him and hitting his sweet spot repeatedly, his climax coming near.
However, the latter didn't want him to cum just yet.
He lightly squeezed Marshall's dick to stop him from reaching climax and carefully pulled out, earning him a complaining whine from his dally.
"Why did you stop-?"
Chase did not answer and only helped him up from his sweat-stained velvet blanket and puts him in between his lap while he himself lied down on the cloud bed.
Before putting it inside his glistening hole, Marshall swiped a little bit of semen that was about to run down from his thigh and began to fondle the gift he was about to insert inside him, which earned him a few pleasurable groans from Chase.
"Ah- Haaahhh... Marshall~"
"Shhhh... Do you want my pups, Chase~?" Marshall asked him softly, but with a hint of lust beneath as he moved his cock up and down in his hand and grinding himself on his tip.
The brunette threw his head back by the euphoria that he had just felt from the other's deed. "Yes, yes-!" He moaned out in reply while he swept away his wet fringes away from his forehead.
Marshall giggled as he continued to play with his tip and listening to Chase's panting and begging for him to let him breed and fill him up with a litter of their own.
Once satisfied, he slowly lets in his long member inside him inch by inch.
"So big, I can't seem to fit it- Ah!"
Marshall gasped as Chase's whole cock was now completely inside him, hitting him deep to his sweet spot and began to move with haste.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
Chase watched as his mate enjoys moving on top of him, his whole cock glistening with the latter's wetness as it appears and dissappears from his view in and out of him.
He then looked back at the albino's face, and smirked of what he had just revealed as a hidden side of his innocent god above him.
Marshall fully embracing his inner sluttiness.
His whole bed of ringlet curls were in messy tangles, his fringes stuck to his forehead, the expression on his flushed face was mixed with pleasure and pain while drool slowly dripped on the side of his mouth as he moaned.
And finally, his whole body was covered in sweat. A few beads formed each time as he moves up and down his cock.
He couldn't help but watch Marshall in adoration. He cannot believe that this was his cute little dalmatian's first time having to make his own babies.
Once the albino struggled to move his own hips, calloused hands suddenly held him up and helped him thrust up and down again on the tanned member.
This time, Chase also started to thrust his hips along with him.
"Please impregnate me..."
"I will soon-"
"I don't care what he or they have to say, Chase, just breed me until we fill my whole abode to the brim, alright~?" Marshall added and gave him a soft smile.
The aforementioned gritted his teeth. 'Fuck! He's too cute to say those words but he somehow just... Ohhhh, shit-'
"Ah-! Chase!"
In that moment, Chase suddenly came inside Marshall without warning.
"Oh, shit- I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed and hurriedly pulled out. Semen slowly came out of his hole and onto his thigh while some were dripping out from his length.
Marshall slowly moved away from him and showed off his cum-stained ass at him. He then placed a hand near one of his cheeks to reveal his puckered hole still full of white liquid.
"Oh Chase," He panted breathlessly. "Were my desires not enough for you? I still feel empty down here..." added Marshall, looking behind the brunette with glittering, lustful eyes.
Chase couldn't help but feel his heart fluttering and his cock starting to act up again.
His mate had truly succumbed to his lusty desires.
And he won't especially let himself waste that moment by just stopping.
He wanted more.
Giving one of Marshall's pale ass cheek a harsh slap, leaving a red imprint of his palm on pale skin before crawling towards him from behind.
"Ah!"
"You like that? Oh, don't be so naive Marshall~" He teased and leaned closer to his ear. "I know you're just hiding that inner demon inside that innocent image you've made love, but rest assured, I'm here to fuck you just as good as any of those husbands that you've been hearing from listening to your worshipers, you nosy little slut." He whispered before biting his earlobe and slowly entered his cum-filled entrance and began to thrust with his arms wrapped around his waist.
"Yes... Ah! Please-! Nggghhh... fuck me Chase!" Marshall moaned as he squeezed his velvety silk blanket and arched his back while Chase continues to thrust back and forth against the former and bit several places of his neck.
The sounds of moaning, groaning, and hard thrusting that repeatedly slapped his once-pale butt were the only noises that they could hear as both of them made love to one another.
Marshall cried in pleasure as his throat began to feel sore from the wanton moans that he was letting out of his indecent mouth until he could only catch his breath and letting out his tongue that immediately caught Chase's attention.
"Tired?"
Marshall quickly nodded in reply. But unbeknownst to the former, Chase seductively grinned at him.
"Sorry dally, but I'm not finished yet." Then, he gave him a strong spank on his already-red ass and began to thrust even harder inside him, as well as reaching even deeper to Marshall's womb.
Marshall gasped loudly, then moaned choppily to rhyme the way the brunette held and moved his hips towards his pelvis and hitting his womb.
'Damn it! He's fucking me deep inside~! Oh fuck! Please forgive me~!' He internally prayed to himself before he begged with tears running down his face.
"Please god of justice-! Please- ah~! Don't make me wait for another millenia to fill me up with your seed! Just- oh god right there! Just make me full with your puppies~! Yes, yes, yes~!"
Chase, after hearing those words from his mouth, stopped moving and grabbed both Marshall's wrists, putting it together behind his back and held it up with only just one hand.
He then lied down on the bed once more while he led Marshall to put him on top of him with only his back facing him. The latter then looked at him numb and confused.
"Ride me."
Knowing what that meant, Marshall slowly lifted his hips until it was just enough to reach the tip and instantly lowered back down until he moaned a little louder than normal, and began bouncing himself up and down on his cock without using his hands to grip himself to anything as Chase held both of his wrists.
"Oh Marshall," said Chase, tightening his grip on his mate's pale wrists and slightly pulling it to arch his back as the latter continued to bounce. "You're such a good pup, taking me so well just to let me breed you."
"Damn you- ngggh~! Ah-! Ah~!" Marshall moaned as he fucked himself with the other's dick inside him.
Not long after, the albino slowly felt his arms and legs getting even more sore from the restriction and burning feeling due to his repetive movements that he was exerting all the while Chase watched him do so while tugging on his suffocating wrists.
"Fuck~! I'm gonna die-! You're so big and deep inside me~!" Marshall cried either in pleasure or reaching closer to his own climax.
Meanwhile, the brunette also felt a burning sensation in his stomach and pelvis from Marshall's hard and quick movements while the latter's hole tightens around his phallus completely.
Chase gritted his teeth as feels his own climax that was also about to reach him. "Haaah~ shit! I can't handle this-! Fuck~! Please forgive me Marshall-!"
Splurge!
Gasp!
When Marshall gasped, his eyes had already seen stars before his whole vision suddenly turned white. Chase slightly arched his back when he finally came inside. His cock pulsated as it ejaculated semen deep enough until it fully coats his fleshy pink hole.
Marshall slightly drooled from the feeling of being full of seed and threw his head back, slowly taking a few deep breaths and took in his own afterglow, which Chase loved to see from him as he lets go of the pale wrists.
After it felt like a millennium, Marshall breathes out a satisfied sigh and gestures the brunette to help him lie down on the bed. Without pulling out, Chase held his waist and slowly guides him down towards the bed and successfully laid him down beside him.
"Better?" He asked while affectionately caressing his hip.
"Yeah, yeah..." Marshall replied, who is still in bliss after his first time getting fucked by his own childhood friend to lover.
Then, Marshall suddenly felt Chase's body warmth and rests his head on top of his hair while his muscular tan arms were wrapped around his waist. He smiled and adjusts himself to let the brunette be a big spoon and cuddled him back.
But before Marshall could close his eyes to let morpheus take him in his arms, he suddenly heard Chase asking him—
"So, do you want me to pull out, or-"
"Absolutely not."
~~~~~
"And what have you done exactly-?"
"Mate him without considering his title?"
Their creator sighed. "Alright... Are you sure you both want this? Chase, you are aware what I'm capable of if you forced Marshall to do that?"
Chase slowly nodded in reply.
"I do."
"Marshall?"
"I do."
"Oh, what am I going to do with you two... Nevermind. You two can both have my blessing. " He smiled, shocking both of the god of justice and the god of fire. "I wish you all the best to raise a new divine deity. Goodbye."
And he left, leaving both of them kneeled down on their signature personally-designed kneelers.
They both looked at each other in complete silence before they rose up from their kneelers and left the main temple.
As they walked, Marshall began to talk.
"Well, after a few sermons that I had to listen from him for trying to rebel against my title, I think he took it well for finding out I'm carrying your litter huh?"
Chase caresses his unnoticeable bump underneath a thick-layered, vibrant red cloth. "I guess my prayers have been answered then." He said.
"What do you mean?"
Chase softly smiled. "His blessings, a litter, and you, Marshall. Thank you for being created from an iron heart."
The other, blushed by his words, subtly intertwined his pale hand with a tanned one and gave him a small kiss on his lips.
"I could say that too, you know." He laughed.
Then he muttered under his breath only for Chase to hear.
"Thank you for letting me be your Juno."
Oh, he really did make Chase fall in love with him indeed!
THE END.