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In their bedroom, Zamasu sat there with a mean blush across his face. He lacked his usual clothes, only wearing an elegant, long, purple robe. Its fabric was as silky as his white hair.
Sexual intercourse. His own counterpart wanted to have sexual intercourse with him. The idea was so baffling! It didn’t feel real. Yet, he agreed to it with a straight face. They were married, after all. Lovers bound forever, till the universe collapses on itself.
Now, he just sat there like he was awaiting trial for murder. He didn’t know why he was so anxious… why…
After what felt like centuries, Black finally arrived. He didn’t bother with his clothes, coming in only with black boxers and his accessories. His muscular form was out for display, scarred from battles and hairy by nature. For a mortal body, Goku’s body sure seemed like the definition of masculinity. Even if he’s seen that bare skin over million times, Zamasu felt the tingles of butterflies in his stomach and a heat he’s never felt before.
Good lord. Was it getting hotter in here?
Black stepped into the room quietly, taking in Zamasu’s appearance with a smirk. The way he laid in bed, his shoulder and part of his chest exposed from the robe drooping, was to die for.
“My, my… don’t you look divine?”
After shutting the door behind him and locking it, Black approached the bed and loomed over his counterpart. He caressed his cheek, causing a shiver to run down Zamasu’s spine. To save face, Zamasu scoffed.
“I am aware I’m divine. No need to stall.”
“My dear, I’m simply setting the mood. Can’t rush into something like this, now can we?”
Black ran his thumb over his lower lip and trailed down to his chin. His voice now a mere whisper. “My one and only, you feel so tense. Are you, perhaps, nervous?”
Damn him. Zamasu didn’t look his husband in the eye as the redness crept up to him closer. He closed his eyes in order for his emotions to be better hidden.
”Of course not. Why would I be?”
”Zamas, you know you don’t need to lie to me.”
”…”
He gazed up at him thru eyelashes. He couldn’t deny his feelings no longer. ”Perhaps, I am.”
Black’s smirk softened. He knew it. Of course, he did. He could read Zamasu like a damn book. He slowly got onto the bed and on top of Zamasu. His hands grazing his still clothed body with gentleness and care.
”It’s normal to be anxious. But, you don’t need to worry your pretty head off with me.” He leaned closer to his ear, “We can go as slow as you’d like. This is our night, after all. Your comfort is my highest priority.”
A heavy exhale escaped Zamasu. His promise of a night of passion, not driven by feral lust but with godly love…
He couldn’t stop the silent moan in time.
“Yes, I’d… I’d like that, my love. I’d like that a lot.”
Black’s lips made its way towards Zamasu’s. The pair ghosting one another, eager to start their intimate ‘fusion’. Zamasu could feel the hardness of his counterpart pressed against his thigh, causing yet another shiver to run up his spine.
”Then, let’s have some fun.”
He pressed his lips against Zamasu’s finally. Both deepening the kiss, tongues already tangling together in a sloppy dance that only they knew the moves to.
The false Saiyan begun undressing Zamasu as they sucked face, peeling away the sparkling robe that hid his flawless, scarless body. He pulled away briefly to stare at the beauty that was Zamasu.
”I forget just how goddamn beautiful you are.”
”Black…” Zamasu chuckled breathlessly.
”What? I’m right, aren’t I?”
His hands groped all sorts of areas, most notably his chest and waist. Some squeezed getting a gasp out of the Kai. “Look at you. Perfect in all the right places.” He smirked, “Makes me more eager to pound you into this very bed…”
”BLACK!” Zamasu practically yelled out, his ears steaming from the dirty talk. Black only laughed.
”Oh? Was that too much?”
”No— I just—… didn’t expect it.”
Black leaned in for a soft kiss. “Expect the unexpected with me, darling.”
”Hah… don’t I know that?”
Black’s kisses led down to Zamasu’s neck and collarbone. It begun as kisses and suckles, before his teeth made an appearance. At first, Zamasu hissed at the stings, but, the more his husband bit down, the more he loved it. He’d pull Black closer, wanting him to bite harder, which, Black of course gave him what he desired.
Eventually, his neck, collarbone, chest, hips and thighs were marked with purple bites. By now, Zamasu’s head was spinning. He had a taste of something he’s never had till now. And he grew needy for more attention. More of his lover.
His fingers curled around the waistband of Black’s boxers and begun pulling them down, similar to how Black discarded his robe earlier.
”Oh? Eager for me already?” Black mused as his cock sprung out from underneath. Zamasu stared at the large appendage, his mouth running dry.
“Enough of your teases. I want you— …inside me at once.”
Zamasu’s orders came out more desperate than he wanted it to be. But, he couldn’t help it. His mind was driven mad by the wait. The false Saiyan slowly sat up on his knee in order to properly position himself. “Alright, angel. Then, spread for me.”
Almost hesitantly, he parted his legs, just as Black wanted. His dark gaze observed the green Kai’s already dampened underwear, causing a low purr to leave the fake Saiyan.
”Mmm… what a sight.” He pulled the fabric right off, before the head of his meaty length was pressed against the entrance of his husband. But, before he entered— he needed to know. “Are you ready for me? You can tell me when—“
”Yes.” Zamasu cut him off quickly. He couldn’t mask his need anymore. “Yes, please… I can’t wait any longer. I need you, my love. I need you now.”
The desperation nearly made Black moan. He grabbed a hold of Zamasu’s hips and slowly dove in. Zamasu let out a noisy moan as soon as Black’s cock was fully inserted. The pain was definitely there, but, it took some getting used to. It fizzled out once the pleasure kicked in.
Meanwhile, a guttural moan tore from Black’s throat at the exquisite sensation.
”Gods damnit, you’re tight…”
He slowly pulled his cock out, before moving back in. This action be repeated nice and easy. In and out. Each thrust earning a moan and mewl right out of Zamasu.
The two would stare into each other’s eyes as they fucked. Zamasu’s face was unlike anything previously. Completely dazed. His ears were drooped and his mouth agape with the most wonderful sounds leaving those soft lips.
”That’s it… are you loving this?”
Zamasu begun to struggle forming words, but managed to get some out. ”Mnh.. yes…” He gasped, “You can go harder… I— ngh… I’m not— hah… fragile…”
”I’m aware, my angel.” Black picked up the pace. His movement was more rougher and his pacing faster. Zamasu’s fingers curled around the sheets below him, beginning to whimper and moan louder.
That’s when Black hit a sensitive nerve inside, causing a very loud moan to barrel out of Zamasu.
”B-Black…! Oh my Gods, right there…!” He panted. Zamasu wrapped his legs around Black’s waist in order to pull him deeper.
Locking in on his target, Black leaned in and begun pounding that spot. He pinned one of Zamasu’s wrists down as he practically nailed his husband in bed.
“Fuck, you take me so goddamn well…!” Black grunted. “Oh, feel me, Zamasu. Feel me…!”
He sure felt him alright. Zamasu held onto his counterpart for dear life. His nails dug into his back, leaving scratches behind.
“I feel you!! Oh my Gods, harder!! HARDER, BLACK!!”
Black begun slamming into him. Hammering in his cock in and out while moaning out praises and other various dirty talk. Zamasu’s sounds of ecstasy drove Black to fuck his husband with wild abandon.
”I’m going to fuck you all night!!” He snarled, “You’re mine, my beauty!!! All MINE!!!”
Zamasu moaned at the sudden possessiveness. ”YES!! OHH, YES!!!”
The sounds of their lovemaking and wet plaps echoed across the cabin. Hell, if they had neighbors, they’d get a sound complaint. But, then again, they wouldn't care either way. They were intoxicated by each other’s presence. Divine beings deep in love. And in each other.
Though, eventually, Zamasu would feel the climax begin to boil.
”B-Black— I-I— I’m close…!”
”Gods, me too—! I’m gonna— fill you up!”
”M-mmnh… yes! Fill me!!”
With a roar of triumph and ecstasy, Black slammed into Zamasu one final time, burying himself as deep as physically possible. Just then— both bellowed in pure bliss. Calling each other’s names as the two came. Black’s cock throbbed and pulsed as he found his release, flooding Zamasu's insides with what felt like an endless torrent of his hot, thick seed.
He continued to grind against Zamasu, making sure his counterpart received every last drop of his divine essence. Zamasu swore he saw stars floating above his head.
Slowly, Black collapsed forward, blanketing Zamasu's smaller form with his muscular bulk. He panted harshly, his heart racing in his chest as he struggled to catch his breath. Black peppered Zamasu's neck and shoulder with soft kisses.
”That was… magnificent…” He murmured in-between pants. He nuzzled his face against Zamasu’s marked up neck. “Was that… to your liking?”
It took Zamasu at least a minute or so to reply, given his senses were all over the place.
“We… we will be doing that again… in the future…” He paused briefly, as if a secondary thought came to mind. Or, well, the realization of what was below him. “But, only… if you’ll clean… the mess…”
Black snickered. He was cute all tucked out. It gave Black a good outlook for their newly discovered sex life.
“Anything for you, Zamasu.”