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Darwin always had trouble focusing on the noble meetings he was forced to attend. 

The culprit, the one who stole all of his attention, was his head bodyguard. He was standing just to the side of the closed door, guarding the room. Not only ensuring no outsiders came in, but also watching the other attendees like a hawk. 

If anyone in the room were to make even the tiniest wrong movement towards Darwin, Lava would have them on the ground in two seconds flat. Darwin had complete faith in his head of security. He knew Lava would stop at nothing to protect him, and that thought had him subtly adjusting in his seat. 

It was dangerous to dwell on Lava's protective nature when he was in a room full of snobs. Mostly because Lava looked so hot in his suit, completely composed. The perfect picture of authority and intimidation. But he couldn't express his admiration openly. 

After all, their relationship was a secret. 

They grew up together, since Lava's father was his father's bodyguard. The job had been passed down to Lava, just as Darwin's title had been inherited. As such, he didn't know a life without Lava in it. 

Darwin asked once, if Lava ever regretted that his life was chosen for him. That he was born to be a servant to a wealthy, spoiled prince. Lava simply smiled and said, “I'm happy right where I am. I can't imagine being anywhere else.”

It was inevitable that Darwin would fall for him. He was always so eager to please, so ready to do whatever it took to keep Darwin safe. Lava's dedication went far beyond mere obligation. 

Lava was someone he could always depend on. Wherever he went, his loyal bodyguard was no more than two steps behind him. But his constant presence wasn't suffocating. Rather, it was the cure to Darwin’s spikes of anxiety concerning his noble position. During times of crisis, all he had to do was turn towards Lava. His eyes would soften around the corners, only enough for Darwin to notice, and those nerves would be soothed.

It was impossible to feel inadequate when Lava looked at him like he was the entire world. 

If he expressed that last part out loud, Lava would respond by saying something like, “That's because you are my entire world.” Darwin’s expression would be unimpressed, until it crumbled into a smile. He couldn't help it when Lava acted so cute.

After being together for five years, one might assume they'd be over each other by now. On the contrary, every day that passed only cemented the knowledge that he needed Lava more than he needed air. If he could, he'd stay firmly pressed against Lava's side every second, drinking in his warmth. He'd shrink Lava down, just to carry him around in his pocket, so they never had to part.

At least, he got to do the next best thing. 

The good thing about dating his bodyguard was that he got to see him all day, every day. The downside was, he had to act like he wasn't always one second away from pouncing on Lava and kissing the living daylights out of him. 

Lava was just so handsome. Sometimes, Darwin really couldn't help himself and had to pull him away for a quickie in one of the ornate bathrooms scattered around the mansion. It was exhilarating, to have sex when he was supposed to be fulfilling his princely responsibilities. He'd fuck Lava against the wall, swallowing his whiny moans with his mouth. Or he'd guide Lava onto his knees and fuck his throat, wildly tugging on his hair the whole time. 

The real fun happened in the late hours of the night, when the rest of the mansion was fast asleep. Naturally, Lava assigned himself to stand guard at Darwin's bedroom door. Except, he never actually stood outside. And it was kind of hard to keep watch when he was busy getting his back blown out. 

None of these boring people in the meeting had any clue how beautiful Lava was when he was drowning in pleasure. How his eyes would roll back, cheeks beautifully flushed, lips parted on a needy whine. How he'd beg and plead, “Harder, Khun! Give me everything, please!”

Outside of the bedroom, Lava called him Khun Darwin. Always so respectful. So good at his job. But when he was fucked out and could barely control his words anymore, it made sense that the second part dropped off more often than not. Lava would whine out for “Khun, your majesty, your highness!”

Clearly, Lava got off on the power imbalance. 

As his head bodyguard, Lava was the one who called the shots. He gave commands to the guards lower on the totem pole. He decided who would guard the entrances to the mansion, while others had to follow Darwin around. Lava made sure he always had plenty of protection. 

Lava was so professional and put together in front of others. He did his job diligently. He was Darwin's most cherished assistant, thanks to his work ethic. Of course, it helped that he spread his legs for Darwin in the late hours of the night. Always so desperate to please his prince.

He was so sexy when he ordered people around. It made Darwin want to hold him down and fuck into him so hard that he fell apart beautifully beneath him. He wanted to break down this powerful image of Lava, reduce him into a squirming mess, to prove he wasn't always so stern.

Lava would moan so much that he lost his voice. He wouldn't be able to command anyone if he couldn't speak. Darwin would watch in amusement as he fumbled for some lame excuse as to why his voice was hoarse.

Having Lava underneath him was the only time he could let loose and completely strip himself of his princely image. He carried so much stress around every day, playing the part of a perfect prince. Acting as the face of his royal family. He could only truly be himself when he was alone with Lava. 

And his true self was greedy. He wanted to claim every part of Lava over and over. And so he did, using Lava's pliant body to work off some steam whenever he saw fit. He sank his fingers into Lava's skin and took what he wanted. Free of inhibitions, no responsibilities weighing on his shoulders that he didn't ask for. He lost himself in the soft warmth of Lava's body, the tight squeeze of his hole. Really, it was just another way that Lava served him.  

Lava took good care of him during the day. In exchange, he took extra good care of Lava during the night.

He wanted to conquer Lava in every way possible. To claim every inch of his supple body, which was always hidden under layers of clothes. Their nighttime activities gave them the liberation they needed to feel at ease. Lava let Darwin take over his body however he wished. Because he knew his Khun Darwin would provide him with the sweet release he was craving.

If Lava begged him to go faster and harder, he just might go slower and softer as punishment for telling him what to do. Lava didn't get to decide anything. Within the confines of Darwin's bedroom, his job was to relinquish all control of his body to his master. Only then would he get what he so desperately wanted. 

All spread out on Darwin's bed, he was only allowed to take whatever he was given. He was expected to obey, to lay there and look pretty while opening his legs for his Khun Darwin. 

He made Lava moan, whimper and whine for hours on end. Those blissful noises, music to his ears, only spurred him on even more. He played with his trusty bodyguard’s body until he was satisfied. Lava was weak to his whims and surrendered himself over to his prince; mind, body and soul. He didn't care how pathetic he looked, as long as Darwin had his way with him.

He squirmed in his chair. He'd completely tuned out whoever was speaking, and now his cock was pulsing in his pants. How badly he wished he could pull his dick out right there and have Lava service him. It would probably be the most action any of these geezers had seen in their entire lives. 

Lava would go along with it, too. He was so obedient. If Darwin commanded him to, he'd get on his knees and swallow down his cock like his life depended on it. Only then would sitting on this stiff chair for an extended period be worth it. Because he'd get to hold Lava's head still and thrust down his throat until he was satisfied. 

Lava would even spread his legs for him, if he was asked to. He'd sit on his cock like a good boy, allow Darwin to hold his legs open so everyone could see how Darwin was filling up his tight little hole. 

But he didn't want anyone else to see Lava's fucked-out expressions, his cute little nipples and pretty dick, flushed red from arousal. He'd never allow prying eyes to catch sight of how delicious he looked while lost in the height of his pleasure. 

Fuck, he needed Lava so bad. 

He stole another glance at Lava. He was standing with perfect posture, watching the meeting unfold with a piercing gaze. He was so hot when he was focused. He was hot all the time, actually.

He dared to allow his eyes to wander even more. His gaze traced down Lava's chest, imagining how he looked beneath his prim and proper suit. It was always easy to get his nipples to harden. A little bit of tongue flicking had Lava clinging to him and arching his back, tempting him to go further. To kiss down his body until he got to his cock. To turn him over and eat out his hole until he was shaking and begging to cum- 

“Does that sound alright, Young Master?” 

The question snapped him out of his thoughts. All eyes were on him. He cleared his throat and nodded. “Yes, quite alright. Is the meeting adjourned?" 

He hadn't heard a word anyone said. He'd have to ask Lava later what the meeting was about. He was sure Lava had listened diligently enough to relay the information to him. 

“Young Master, I actually wanted to discuss more about the-”

“That's enough for now. I'm feeling poorly. I think I should retire to my bedroom for the night.”

His excuse was a flimsy one. But nobody would dare question him. Besides, his squirming and the slight flush he felt forming across his face helped sell the idea of him being sick. Just like that, he was off the hook. He gave Lava a pointed look before he exited the room. 

Of course, Lava followed immediately behind him. That was his job, after all. But Darwin knew there was more to it than that. Lava was always hovering around him, and it wasn't only out of obligation. In fact, Darwin could make out Lava's slightly elevated breathing. He knew where Darwin was leading him to, and what they'd be doing once they got there. 

Darwin took a cursory glance around the hallway before tugging Lava into his bedroom. He locked the door behind him. The clicking of the lock was like a signal to his body. Immediately, the tension in his shoulders drained, and he turned towards Lava with a predatory look in his eyes. He was hungry, and Lava was the meal he'd been waiting all day to devour. 

Lava was in much the same position. A quick glance down confirmed that Lava was hard in his uniform pants. It made him grin. He hadn't even done anything yet, and already, Lava was this desperate for him. 

Darwin cooed, half coddling and half teasing, as he stepped closer. “You protect me so well, baby. Nobody could ever touch me when you're around.” 

He was addicted to that moment when Lava snapped out of professional mode and melted, just for him. A sight for his eyes only. Red dusted over his cheeks, making his freckles stand out more. His eyes took on a glazed look that would only become more obvious the further the night went on. “I wouldn't let anyone near you, Khun Darwin.” 

Cute. He was so cute.

He placed his hands on Lava's shoulders. He delighted in the way Lava's throat moved when he swallowed around nothing. Darwin looked up at him through his eyelashes, fully aware of his seductive prowess. “You worked so hard today, dear. You need to take a load off.” By giving Darwin his load, of course. 

“Khun Darwin…,” Lava murmured, pupils blown wide. He looked at Darwin as if the entire universe had been shrunk and now resided within his irises. It made him feel powerful. 

Darwin caressed his cheek and smiled when he leaned into the touch, like an affectionate kitten. “Will you be a good boy so Khun Darwin can suck you off?” 

Lava nodded immediately. “I'll be a good boy, I promise.” 

Lava never broke his promises. 

The first to go was Lava's suit jacket. He undid the single button then shoved the garment down Lava's shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor.

Slowly, he started to unbutton Lava's shirt. He brushed his fingers against his warm chest at every opportunity, just to watch him squirm. By the time his shirt was off, his cock was straining harder against his pants. Darwin badly wanted a taste. 

He led Lava to his bed and shoved him onto it. He climbed on top of him, a predator caging in his prey. Then he leaned down, capturing Lava's puffy lips in a filthy kiss. 

He'd kissed Lava so many times, it was impossible to keep count. It was an addiction, at this point. Lava gave into him so sweetly, parting his pretty lips and allowing Darwin's tongue to dominate his mouth. 

It was wet and messy, because Lava was already leaking spit, like he couldn't control himself. Lava whined when he pulled away, but it ended with a gasp when Darwin’s spit-slicked lips found their new target: Lava's chest. 

He kissed his way over to Lava's nipple, then twirled his tongue around the hardened nub. Lava whined, back already arching, chest puffing out to give him more room to work with. He latched his mouth around Lava's nipple and gave it a hard suck. He felt fingers brushing through his hair, caressing him. Encouraging him. 

He kissed and licked his way down, until he got to the dice tattoo on Lava's side. Slowly, he traced every single line with his tongue. As if trying to catch a taste of the ink sitting beneath Lava's skin. He did the same to the other tattoos littering Lava's half-naked body, taking great pleasure in the desperate pants of his beloved. 

He placed a kiss over Lava's clothed cock, earning himself a sharp cry. He smiled against the fabric. Lava was leaking through it, as usual. He was like a faucet when he was horny. That was why Darwin always had to hide him away in his bedroom at the first signs of Lava getting turned on. He couldn't allow anyone else to watch as Lava's precum soaked through the fabric of his pants, making a mess of himself. That was only for Darwin. 

He removed Lava's pants and boxers in one smooth, practiced motion. Lava's heavy cock slapped against his stomach. Darwin was eager to catch a glimpse of the swollen tip, now leaking over his belly. It was so easy to rile Lava up. One heated glance, one messy kiss, was enough to have Lava sporting a pulsating erection. 

He held Lava's cock with both hands, steadying it so he could lap roughly at the puffy head, all dripping and flushed pink. His tongue delved into the little slit, licking up a droplet of precum. It made Lava moan sweetly, thighs trembling from the force it took to hold himself back from bucking his hips.

He looked up at Lava, eyes slightly narrowed. His sweet bodyguard was always eager to get on his back for him. But Lava knew he was supposed to use his words to express his pleasure. If he wanted Darwin to continue, he'd need to put that babbling mouth of his to good use. 

Lava took the hint. He always did. “It feels so good, your highness. A bodyguard like me gets to feel your warm, noble mouth, hnnng…”

He sucked Lava down further, rewarding his good behavior. He'd done this enough times that he knew exactly how much pressure to apply, and where to press his tongue to make Lava lose his mind. He knew how fast to go, when to pause to get Lava whimpering for more. He dipped his tongue into the slit on every fourth upstroke, because it made Lava toss his head back and groan loudly. 

“Khun, Khunnnn…” Lava's fists were gripping the bedsheet for dear life. He knew better than to grab onto Darwin, whether to pull him along or hold him in place. He wasn't allowed to control what his prince did. He couldn't give commands, as he ordered his men around during the day.

Lava was being so good for him, he deserved a reward. He made sure to hold Lava's hips down as he took him deep down his throat, swallowing around his entire cock. Lava wailed, legs shaking and clumsy fingers pulling at the bedsheet. He sounded wrecked, and Darwin was nowhere near done with him yet. 

Lava was getting close. Darwin could always tell. His pleas of “Khunn, ahhh, your highnessss…” would turn squeaky and higher-pitched. The muscles in his thighs would tense, gearing up for a massive wave of release to wash over his body. 

After a long day, he really wanted a mouthful of his boyfriend's cum. He wanted it so badly that he bobbed his head faster, leaking spit because he knew Lava liked it loud and messy. The noises Lava made were nearly inhuman, moans and yells aimed towards the ceiling. They mixed together with the wet, obscene sounds Darwin's throat was making. 

Darwin pinched his thigh, a light warning. Lava's eyes snapped down, meeting his. Lava's natural instinct was to allow his eyes to flutter shut when he came, but he forced them to stay open. Because Darwin loved seeing the look in his eyes when he reached his peak. 

“Khun Darwin, can I cum? Hnnng… Am I allowed to cum, your majesty?” 

Lava's words were broken up by desperate whimpers, something straight out of Darwin's wet dreams. 

But he hadn't heard enough begging yet. So, he didn't respond, instead continuing to swallow around Lava's twitching cock. 

“Please, please, please, I’ve been a good boy. I can't hold it, Khunn… It feels too good, Lava needs to cum…”

Lava was leaking tears now, wetting those eyelashes and turning his beautiful eyes glassy. That was just what Darwin wanted to see. His tough head bodyguard, the man nobody wanted to get on the bad side of, reduced to a tearful mess. Crying and begging to defile his master's mouth. 

He gave a slight nod. Just enough permission for Lava to finally let go. It only took a few more harsh sucks for Lava to cry out, signaling his release.

Thick cum spurted over his taste buds, filling his mouth quickly. He eagerly swallowed it down. Lava's cock seemed to swell as he released his heavy load. If Darwin wasn't so practiced, he surely would've choked and gotten cum everywhere. As it stood, he gulped down every drop like it was his last meal, looking up at Lava the entire time. 

He didn't stop sucking, even after Lava's dick was drained and his head bodyguard was squirming in slight discomfort. He refused to allow Lava's cock to soften. He wasn't done with him yet. 

Lava tossed his head from side to side, overwhelmed. But he didn't attempt to pull away. He simply took Darwin's slightly mean, aggressive sucks around his overly sensitive, spent cock. 

When he finally pulled away, Lava rushed to use his words again. “Thank you, thank you. You treat me so well. My caring prince. My everything.” 

Darwin cooed at his cuteness. Lava was especially prone to babbling just after a good orgasm. He slid up to press kisses over Lava's cheek, mapping out the constellations marking his beautiful skin as Lava continued his fucked-out rambles. 

“You're so kind, letting your servant use your mouth. Allow me to repay you, your majesty.”

Darwin pulled back, only enough to look into Lava's nebulous eyes, which seemed to reflect the entire world in them. “And just how will you do that, love?”

Redness bloomed across Lava's cheeks, the perfect backdrop for his beautiful freckles. They'd slept together countless times, and yet, Lava was still affected when he used pet names.

As blushy as Lava was, he still wasn't exactly shy. Because the next second, he spread his legs to present his hole to his prince. “I've dedicated my body to you. Use me as you see fit.” 

Lava’s body was perfect. And having his hole on full display was testing Darwin's patience. “I'll use you all up, until you can do nothing but cling to me and cry.” 

Lava shuddered at the guarantee. He knew Darwin always kept his promises, too. 

Darwin retrieved their nearly-empty bottle of lube from the nightstand. He made a mental note to stock up soon as he poured a generous amount over his fingers. 

There was little Lava enjoyed more than having his hole fucked open. Whether with Darwin’s fingers, his tongue, or his cock. Lava fell apart every time, a submissive masterpiece under Darwin's ministrations. 

This time was no different. Lava took his fingers expertly, even whined for them to be pressed deeper and harder. But that itch that Lava needed scratched so badly could only be fully satiated with his master's dick. It was that knowledge that had him hastening the preparation. Until Lava was slick and loose around three of his fingers, and both of them were getting impatient. 

He slid his fingers out. He watched as Lava trembled, his hole open and aching. He was clenching down around nothing, little whines leaving his lips because he wasn't being filled up like he wanted. So impatient. Such a needy little whore. 

Lava rubbed his hands down his own chest, feeling his body. He toyed with his cute little nipples. They were stiff, and he let out a sweet moan when he pinched them between his fingers. Giving Darwin a show of how horny he was. 

Lava looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. His lips were swollen and glinting with spit. Whether that spit belonged to him or Lava, he didn't know. “Khun Darwinnn, please take control of my body. Claim me deep inside, so nobody else can touch me.”

That was what Darwin was waiting for. His servant had to prove that he could be good, that he could beg sweetly for his little hole to be stuffed full. Only then would he be rewarded with his prince's cock. 

“You're always such a good boy, aren't you? I'll give you what you need, baby.” 

He slicked up his cock with the remaining lube, then teased the tip against Lava's hole. Just to watch it twitch in anticipation. Lava was looking at him expectantly. He paused to soak in the moment. The room was silent, save for Lava's heavy breathing. 

Lava spread his legs wider, encouraging him. “Please…,” he whimpered, eyes wet and pleading. His sweet, desperate puppy. Lava knew just how to get what he wanted. Darwin wasn't made of steel. He was weak to those sweet puppy-dog eyes, and he couldn't hold himself back anymore. He pushed inside slowly. 

Lava's hole was well-used. Darwin made sure of that. They seldom went more than two nights without having sex. And yet, he was still just as tight as the first time.

“Fuck, Lava. You feel so good around my cock.” 

Darwin always had to watch his words. Cursing and raising his voice wasn't befitting a prince of his status. But when he was alone with Lava, he could spout whatever filthy nonsense he thought of. He could blow off some steam by rutting into Lava so hard that the bed creaked, all while calling him filthy names. 

“Yeah, clench up just like that. Fuckkk,” he groaned, eyes rolling back momentarily. Lava complied, squeezing around him as much as he could. Sliding into his lover always felt like coming home. Lava was so warm and tight, tempting him to press further inside. 

Lava let out a long groan, back arching to seek more of that fullness. “I was so empty all day, Khun Darwin. I felt you looking at me, ahh… I wanted you to bend me over the table in front of everyone.”

Darwin pressed himself deeper, until he was buried all the way inside. As badly as he wanted to go to town, he knew he needed to let Lava adjust first. He leaned down to nibble on Lava's ear, breathing hot against it. “You're such a needy slut for me. I could tell you wanted it. You would've spread your legs and let me take this little hole with everyone watching.”

“I would have! I want everyone to know that I'm yours!” 

He was so sweet. Darwin couldn't resist giving him another kiss. A softer one, this time. A gentle reminder that, as much as Darwin loved using Lava's body, he also just loved Lava. Everything about him. He filled in all of Darwin's empty spaces. He completed Darwin's life. He would be so miserable without Lava by his side. 

He started to move. Slowly, at first. He held himself back, making sure Lava's body had ample time to shape itself around his cock. His slow movements meant he felt every inch as he sank deep into Lava's velvety heat, and the way Lava clenched when he started to pull out each time. As if silently asking him to stay inside. To not leave him. 

“Faster, please…”

“Aren't you the servant? Why are you making demands?”

Lava looked at him again with those pitiful, watery eyes. His lips were pouting out and trembling slightly, selling his helpless image. Begging Darwin to make him feel good. “Please, my prince. I've been so good for you. Lava needs you…”

Darwin felt his cock pulse, letting out a few spurts of precum into Lava's waiting body. He quickened his thrusts, no longer going easy on Lava. The excess of lube he used was dripping out around his dick, just how he liked it. 

“Look at you, naughty bodyguard. Your little hole is a sloppy mess for your master.”

“Harder, harderrrr,” Lava gasped out, gripping the sheets again. “Fuck me!”  

He wouldn't let anyone else order him around like that. Lava was special. He always had been. Besides, he looked ethereal with his eyes rolling back and his mouth wide open. Horny and helpless. It made him want to give in to Lava's every desire. 

And so, he fucked into Lava harder. Hard enough for the bed to creak beneath them. Lava whined his approval, “Yesss, fuck me just like that…”

“Khun Darwin is going to stuff you full with his cum. Is that what you want, baby?” 

“Yes, yesss,” Lava whimpered, moving his hips to meet Darwin's thrusts. “I hope my body pleases you, Khun Darwin. I want to make you feel gooood.”

He held Lava's hips down, stilling their clumsy movement. “Just lay back and take everything, my love. Be a good boy and keep those legs open.” 

He hastened his pace, ensuring he pressed as deep as possible inside every time. Lava's hand moved to his stomach, pressing down. As if he could feel Darwin's cock pummeling his insides, molding him into the perfect shape to take his dick. 

“Do you feel me, dear?” 

“I can feel it. You're so deep, Khun…”

“Take it, baby. Take everything.”

And Lava did. He was the perfect warm body for Darwin to fuck. He was shaking and trembling underneath him, desperate for Darwin to ruin him. 

“Feels so good. Please, don't stop,” Lava choked out. Darwin wouldn't dream of denying his lover's sweet plea. 

“You’re so loud, the whole mansion will hear how much you love getting fucked. Is that what you want?” That wasn't true, because Darwin’s bedroom was far away from any other sleeping quarters. That was how he got away with being as loud as he wanted during sex.

But Lava was too fucked out to consider that. His eyes were unfocused, clouded over with layers of pleasure. His body was aching for more. He was disoriented, he probably didn't even know where he was. He only knew how good Khun Darwin was fucking him, stuffing him so full that he was close to bursting. 

“I only want you to see me like this, please…”

Darwin smiled fondly. “Don't worry, my love. I won't allow anyone else to rest their wretched eyes on you. You're too heavenly to share.”

Indeed, the sight Lava gifted to him was one from a divine vision. The redness in his cheeks rivaled even the most beautiful roses. His hair was a disheveled mess, some strands clinging to his sweaty forehead and the rest spread out across the pillow. His tongue was lolling out of his mouth, like he couldn't control it. He was sufficiently wrecked. His domineering image was nowhere to be seen. 

“It feels good, Khun Darwin, nng… you're so deep…” That only made Darwin want to press into him even deeper. He could tell Lava was getting close by the way his voice hitched on every whine. 

His gaze was fixated on Lava's messy mouth. His red lips, all swollen and puffed up. Leaking spit from the corners. His desperate little tongue, sticking out and leaking even more drool down his chin. 

“Mark me, Lava. Use that filthy mouth on me.” 

Lava fixed those hazy eyes on him. “Dar… Are you sure?”

Lava looked so earnest. It made him smile. He knew leaving marks on his skin wasn't the best idea. After all, he was the single heir to the throne. The keyword being single. But being with Lava was never a shameful thing to him. He was tired of hiding his feelings outside of the bedroom. 

“I'm your prince, and I command you to mark me.” 

His tone left no room for refusal. He knew Lava wouldn't deny him, especially not when he was being filled up just the way he needed. 

Darwin grabbed Lava's head, guiding him closer. His needy mouth latched onto Darwin's neck, greedily sucking on his skin. A light press of teeth drew a groan out of him. “Good boy, claim me.” 

Lava never disobeyed a direct order. He sank his teeth into Darwin's neck, making his mark. The slight pain only heightened his pleasure, until he couldn't take it anymore. He needed to cum. 

Sufficiently claimed, he pressed Lava back down against the mattress. He wrapped a merciful hand around Lava's weeping erection. The man under him sobbed in relief, letting out squeaky sounds of desperation in between. 

Darwin loved seeing him all helpless, when he couldn't even form words anymore. All he could do was clench around Darwin and make his cute noises. Nothing but whines and whimpers left his mouth as he lay there, warm and pliant for Darwin to do whatever he wanted with him. Those needy sounds only made Darwin fuck into him faster, until he felt like he was going to burst.

With every thrust, Lava was letting out noises that almost sounded intelligible. Like he was trying to speak, but the words weren't stringing together properly. All he could do was moan louder, because nothing he could say would communicate how good he was feeling. How torn apart and put back together he felt. But that was okay. Darwin understood without being told. 

“Would the guards still listen to you if they saw you in this state? Shaking and whining, giving up your tight little hole to your master?”  

Lava didn't respond with words. But he knew Lava heard him, because he squeezed even tighter around him. His dick twitched where it rested against his belly, dripping more and more precum over his honey skin. 

Darwin stroked him in time with his thrusts. Lava's penchant for dripping all over the place made the slide of his hand sufficiently slick, each movement making obscene wet sounds. “Cum for me, baby. Make a mess all over yourself to prove your loyalty to me.”

“Khun Darrrr, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you-” Lava repeated it like a mantra, the last one ending on a gasp as he tipped over the edge.

Warm spurts of cum shot over Lava's tummy. He was shaking all over, needy moans leaving his lips with each pulse of his cock. Darwin stroked him through his orgasm, using the tight grip that Lava liked. 

Lava always clenched up so tight when he came, ensuring Darwin would be following soon after. But not before his gentle admission, right next to Lava's ear. “I love you so much. Nobody else can lay a finger on you or see you like this. You're mine.” 

“Yours, Dar…,” Lava's words were slurred and his voice broke, but it was enough to send him towards his climax. He buried himself all the way inside, moaning louder than he had all night. 

He could feel his balls clenching, pumping out rope after rope of creamy cum deep in Lava's body. He held Lava down tightly, ensuring he took every drop. Claiming Lava's insides as his own. And Lava was so obedient, clenching as tight as he could to milk every drop from him. 

Lava was still trembling through the aftershocks of his orgasm when Darwin stroked his hair tenderly with his clean hand. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” 

Lava nodded slowly, looking at him with dazed eyes. He leaned down to give him a kiss. But Lava's mouth wasn't working properly, so it was more spit and tongue than anything else. But that was okay. He loved it when Lava was so fucked out of his mind that he couldn't do anything by himself. He needed his Khun Darwin to take care of him. 

Slowly, he pulled out of Lava. It was always difficult not to gear up for round two when Lava whimpered, and his hole leaked Darwin's cum onto the sheets. Sometimes, he simply pressed back in to fuck Lava again. 

Darwin didn't allow Lava to leave his room when they were finished. He wasn't cruel. Lava may be his servant, but he was also his lovely boyfriend. And Lava was so clingy after sex, with his wits fucked out of him. He'd probably cry if he wasn't given his cuddles. He was always so good for his Khun Darwin. He deserved to be spoiled and coddled. 

He didn't even want to leave the bed when Lava was in such a compromised state. Luckily, he planned for this. He kept a stack of washcloths on his bedside table. He reached over to grab one and wiped Lava's cum off his hand, then gently cleaned Lava's stomach.

Once they were all cleaned up, he held Lava close to his chest as they came down from their highs. The skin contact helped Lava not come crashing down too fast. That was important, lest his ecstasy be short-lived and allow room for self-doubts to creep in. 

Darwin knew what a vulnerable position Lava put himself in when they had sex. He took great care to slowly ease Lava back down to Earth, with gentle caresses of his cheeks and soft kisses full of love. So Lava wouldn't feel used up and discarded. 

Lava peeked up at him from his chest. He looked so small like that, curled against him. “I did good?” His voice was tiny and scratchy, his eyes wide and expectant. 

Darwin kissed his reddened cheek, then mumbled his praises against Lava's ear. “You did so well, baby. So good for me. I love you.” 

Lava smiled shyly before hiding his face against Darwin’s chest. He was so warm, a comforting weight against him. He played with Lava's hair while softly humming to him. During moments like this, he made up his own songs to hum. The lyrics going through his brain were cheesy, all about how much he adored Lava and how they completed each other. 

He only paused his humming to press kisses to Lava's face. He had to make sure Lava knew he was there. That Darwin was protecting him, instead of the other way around. The stark difference in their public and private dynamics meant they each got their turn to be the protector. 

Lava looked up at him again. His eyes were half-closed, and he pressed a lazy kiss to Darwin's chest. “I'm falling asleep, Dar…”

Darwin rubbed over his back, offering him a smile. “Rest, dear. I'll wake you up later.” 

Lava looked like he wanted to protest, but then his eyes closed the rest of the way. He didn't know why Lava even bothered to pretend that he wouldn't be spending the night in Darwin's arms. They hadn't gone a night without cuddling ever since they put a label on their relationship.

Darwin wasn't far behind him. He'd worn himself out by making thorough use of Lava's body. He pressed one last kiss to Lava's head before drifting off himself. 

His last conscious thought was that he wanted to stay with Lava like this forever.