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clasped his wrist and guided his fingers until they wrapped around the base.

Eyes closed, Navid whined.

“Fuck yourself with it, love. Make yourself come. I want to see it.”

Spellbound by the voice of his husband and master, Navid moved the toy in and out experimentally. Tingles spread through his guts. Oh. He could control the depth and angle. The tip rubbed his gland, and then it nudged the mouth to his womb. The effect was devastatingly glorious. He kept the thrusts angled just right, hitting the sealed entrance over and over. The round balls pressed against his stretched skin as he forced the toy into his body to the root. With his other hand, he stroked his dripping erection.

“You’re gorgeous, Navid. Absolutely gorgeous.” Zana’s voice sounded strained now. “You like it deep, hm? A big dick fucking your innocent little hole. Look at you. You love it.” Was Zana stroking himself? Navid hoped so. He was so close.

“Please.” He didn’t know what he was asking for.

The mattress dipped, and Zana gripped his chin.

Yes. Yes.

Zana’s cock slid between his lips. Thick cum filled Navid’s mouth just as he shoved the toy into his body with force.

He detonated. His climax was different now that he could affect it himself, prolong and deepen it. He felt so wicked and strong. One more. There. Oh…oh…yes. So good.

“That’s it. You’re amazing, my darling.”

Navid swallowed and suckled on Zana’s shaft, savoring the taste. His insides squeezed, expelling the toy, and he let his hands fall to his sides. His arms ached from the strain, and his empty ass clenched and throbbed, muscles confused. He was so tired.

“Did you like it?” Zana retreated so Navid could speak.

“Yes.” He preferred Zana’s cock in him, the warm and loving slide of human flesh against flesh. But the toy had filled him so overwhelmingly deep. It was arousing him again just to think about it.

Zana lay down by Navid’s side. He took the toy and dropped it on the floor.

“I’ll wash it later and put it back in the nightstand for you.” The giddy excitement in Zana’s eyes was irresistible.

“It’s so wrong,” Navid murmured.

Zana grinned. “It is, isn’t it?” He rolled on top of Navid and bracketed his head, supporting himself on his forearms. He pecked Navid’s lips softly. “I corrupted you. You know why?”

Navid shook his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He loved it when Zana got playful.

“Because I like the look on your face when you’re turned on but still a little ashamed. You seem wary but excited, and you blush so gorgeously. And when the sensation becomes too good, you let go of your shame, and you moan. From deep inside you, the most beautiful music in the world. I’d like to think I’m setting you free, and that joyful moan is the sound of your freedom.”

Navid fisted Zana’s hair and tugged him down for a deep kiss.

It was true. Zana had freed him. He’d opened Navid’s mind and body to beauty, passion, and happiness. Wrapping his legs around Zana’s hips, Navid clung to his husband, trying to express his gratitude the best way he could. Zana seemed to understand him perfectly. He kneaded Navid’s ass cheeks, pulling their bodies together. They kept kissing, first deep and wild, a dance of tongues and biting of teeth, and then gently until they just breathed into each other’s mouths.

The next morning, Zana dressed in a black suit and tie. He looked so handsome.

The driver left, carrying Zana’s luggage to the car. A short draft, a click of the main door, and they were alone in the atrium.

Navid straightened Zana’s tie, even though it was perfect already.

“I love you, Navid.”

“I love you, my husband.”

Zana smiled and kissed Navid’s nose. “You really do, don’t you?”

“Yes.” His eyes burning, he blinked. It was silly. Zana was only leaving for a week-long business trip. Why should Navid cry? Except…they’d never been apart. Since the moment Zana had touched his back through the silk robe on the night of their wedding, Navid had felt safe because Zana had always been nearby. Even when he’d been at the office in the city, Navid could just hop into the car, and in twenty minutes, he’d have been in Zana’s arms. But now there would be business trips and university courses… Everyday life, sometimes difficult and bittersweet. He swallowed against the tightening in his throat and put on a smile. It was what he’d wanted after all. He couldn’t sit in their little