Bdubs being a sleepy guy, sticking right to his schedule and bed time
Him and Etho had plans but things come up and Etho is late. That's never an issue, of course, because even if Etho shows up long after Bdubs has gone to bed, he has plenty to keep busy with
It's too easy to slip into Bdubs' room, the bed plush and welcoming. Bdubs is tucked in the middle, like a prize waiting to be claimed. And oh, does Etho claim him
He doesn't have to worry about being too loud, climbing in and tugging blankets away to get to Bdubs' crotch, and of course the other is nude. It's like he knew what Etho would get up to, what he wants
He wastes no time in spreading Bdubs' ass with his hands, claws pressing into fat and flesh as he lowers his nose to lap at his hole. He fucks him on his tongue, and it's so easy to hurry up and press his cock into Bdubs. He might be rushing through, but it's so worth it to feel that tightness, to feel warmth around his cock
Etho's hands dig into Bdubs, hips grinding in slow and deep. Bdubs lets out soft, breathy noises, those little involuntary noises spurring him on. Thrusts get harder, fingers clawing at Bdubs' thighs and hips. Any time Bdubs seems to stir Etho slows, barely moving as if that would keep Bdubs asleep and pliant. And it works, it's not long before the other settles, and the process starts all over again, thrusts getting needier and needier. When he cums into Bdubs it's with short, sharp thrusts, his own moans cut off with a whimper. He doesn't still, fucking in a few more times before he was finally slowing, slumping over Bdubs and dragging the blankets over them