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Garland sat on the damp rock combing his fingers through his long hair. The sun felt good against his tail, his fin leisurely floating in the water as he stares out over the ocean. He should be more careful sitting out in the sun but Garland feels it’s worth the risk. There have been no humans sighted for a good few days and Garland has been itching to feel the warmth of the sun since he arrived at the island waters. Swimming all this way and not sunbathing here seemed like such a waste. As he sits, slowly growing more content, Garland softly begins to sing to himself.
Robert can feel goosebumps spread across his arms. The sound Garland makes is just doing things to him. He wants his everything. The kisses are deep, slow and full of want. He can feel how Garland is slowly relaxing. The pain must be better. “How… do you feel..? You want to try this?”
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Garland pants softly against Robert’s lips. “I do.” It aches down there, where Robert’s hand is working, but the ache of want and desire is stronger. Garland wants everything Robert can give him.
Robert spends yet another moment preparing the man, before he has to move away slightly to prepare himself. Making sure it will go as easy as it can this first time between them. "I want to see your face as I have you.." He says, strong hands helping the prince to shift. Eyes locking; a promise of pleasure in Robert's. He lets a hand move over Garland's chest. Heartbeat thumping away under his fingertips, all as he guides his erect, thick, member to press against Garland's entrance. "Tell me you want this." Want me.
