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Ajaw wants Kinich. Of course the saurian hunter’s body will belong to him when Kinich dies, so he just had to be patient to get what he wanted. There was only one problem.
Ajaw wants Kinich.
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Kinich sighed. Ajaw had been acting stranger and stranger recently.
It started last week. Ajaw would begin piling more blankets on the edge of Kinich’s bed, claiming Kinich needed it to be comfortable. Normally Kinich wouldn’t even spare a thought to Ajaw’s pranks and oddities, but it was the middle of summer and those blankets made it too hot to sleep properly. When Kinich put away the blankets, Ajaw got incredibly mad.
“Kinich! How dare you undo the Great Dragonlord, K’uhul Ajaw’s hard work? Have you no respect for our service and kindness?” Ajaw screeched in a red rage.
Nonsensical screaming continued for several minutes before Kinich finally put Ajaw in time-out so he could go to bed.
The next day, Kinich expected Ajaw to be just as angry as he usually was, but Ajaw didn’t even say anything. He just ended up plopping on top of Kinich’s head, unusually touchy as he began tousling Kinich’s hair around. This touchiness would continue, where even if Ajaw wasn’t on top of his head, he was perched on Kinich’s shoulder, or plastered on Kinich’s chest. Trying to pull Ajaw off was nearly impossible.
Another thing was his behavior during commissions. Normally, Ajaw would serve as Kinich’s tool only when Kinich requested it. For the last week, Ajaw would recklessly transform into his full form and immediately blast everything on sight, whether or not it was helpful. Ajaw was extremely irritable, far more than he usually was to both the commission targets and the people giving him commissions. It almost felt possessive.
It was no different today. Ajaw seemed to be ingesting more and more phlogiston energy beyond his usual limits. When Kinich asked, Ajaw simply said it was “for his sake”. Kinich decided to ask Ifa what was going on.
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“How much do you know about dragon anatomy?” Ifa asked.
Kinich noticed a glimmer of suppressed laughter in the man’s eyes.
“Not much. Why?” Kinich asked. Ajaw was still nesting on Kinich’s head. Right now he was sound asleep, quietly snoring as Ifa examined him.
Finally, the saurian doctor gave his analysis.
“I believe that Ajaw is likely in his rut cycle and has imprinted on you due to your proximity,” Ifa mused.
Kinich sighed. “How long will this last?”
“You could wait it out, which for normal saurians could last for as long as three months.” Ifa smiled. “For a dragon like Ajaw, maybe years. You could also end it early-”
“How do I do that?” Kinich interrupted, and Ifa sighed.
“Give him a way to relieve his… pressure.”
When Kinich left the clinic in a rush, Ifa chuckled to himself. Dragon ruts only trigger when there’s a target of affection…
And when that target of affection returns those feelings too.
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Traders give him smug glances as he hid the products in discreet packaging. Kinich bought several “toys” to make sure Ajaw would have something he’d be able to use regardless of which form he took. Kinich sighed for what felt like the hundredth time this week. Ajaw was such a mess to deal with and this recent rut of his made him different. Not strictly worse; Ajaw was certainly less disagreeable than he used to be, but the almost possessive behavior was just as annoying. Thankfully, today seemed to be a bit better given he finally stopped clinging to Kinich. In fact, he was staying at home. The quiet without Ajaw’s constant presence during the day was peaceful, and maybe just a tad lonely.
When he came home at night, it was completely dark.
“Ajaw?” Kinich called out, not waiting for a response.
He heard shuffling, and froze. It sounded too big to be Ajaw. Was there an intruder? Gripping his claymore, Kinich inched towards the source of the noise. When he opened the door the sight of a strange man greeted him.
He had bright green and yellow hair and a flashy yellow jacket with a green checker design on the inside flaps that grabbed Kinich’s attention even in the dark. Inside, a neon green vest glowed. Kinich looked up to the intruder’s face. Green sunglasses perched on top of a cocky smile partially obscured by the darkness.
Kinich held up his claymore. He had his suspicion on who this was, but it was best to be safe. “Who are you?”
The not so mysterious man spoke, and the method of speech quelled all doubt. This was Ajaw’s human form.
“Kinich, you’re finally back! We’ve been waiting forever, you know!”
Ajaw’s voice was deeper, without the harsh sounding distortion. It wasn’t shrill anymore, and ordinarily Kinich might have even called it quite attractive, but the smug tone made the voice just as irritating all the same.
“My dear servant, I have been generous enough to store enough phlogiston to assume this form for you. We shall consummate our pact tonight.” Ajaw smirked, gently pushing Kinich’s claymore to the side. The hunter just sighed and turn on the lights. Ajaw startled Kinich when he looked back.
More precisely, Ajaw’s form startled Kinich. Now that he could see Ajaw’s face clearly, an involuntary blush almost crept up his neck; Ajaw made a pretty hot human. A cocky, arrogant looking human, but a hot one. Kinich tried to brush those thoughts away from his mind and was about to leave the room when Ajaw suddenly slung an arm over Kinich’s shoulder.
“Come, while you were gone I reassembled our nest.”
Now Kinich’s head was spinning with confusion, and a haze clouded his judgment as he let Ajaw lead them into his bedroom. The blankets were wrapped around the edge of the bed again. Ajaw leaned into Kinich’s ear and growled in a low voice.
“Usually, this is the broodmother’s job, but because of your experience and sabotage, I’ve decided to do the work for us this time. You can thank us now.”
It sent shivers down his spine. The longer Ajaw talked in this form, the less resistance Kinich was putting up to the idea that maybe this man wasn’t so annoying after all-
No, Kinich was NOT servicing Ajaw during his rut! It didn’t matter if he took on a temporary form of a hot man, this was a dragon, and a very annoying one at that. He pushed Ajaw off, and his eyes almost looked hurt like there was some uncertainty in them, but he still had a wavering cocky smile on his face. Kinich averted his eyes.
“Enough. I brought you toys so that you can relieve yourself out of your rut.” Kinich huffed, dropping the bag. The toys clattered out, displaying themselves on the ground. Ajaw’s smile finally dropped.
“Are we not…”
Kinich closed the door, leaving Ajaw in the room alone.
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“Stupid… stupid Kinich!”
Ajaw raged, still in his human form. The lights were off again; he was in the makeshift “nest” trying his hardest to relieve himself with the toys Kinich brought home. He imagined that the fleshlight was Kinich’s quivering hole as he pounded it relentlessly. He imagined that the dildo was Kinich’s member as he drooled around it. He finished once, and started pleasuring himself again. Twice, and started pleasuring himself again. He choked out a sob as he imagined Kinich gazing back at him with adoration. Seven times he came before Ajaw finally calmed down.
“You stupid human! I thought we were… gah! It doesn’t matter anymore!”
His voice quieted down into barely a whisper.
“I don’t want these stupid toys, I want you! Was it not obvious enough?” Ajaw fumed one final time before beginning to slowly drift away into sleep, his sex fluids staining the sheets and blankets on the bed.
“I guess I’ll just have to make it more obvious tomorrow…”
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Kinich stood outside the door the entire time, enraptured by Ajaw’s desperate moans and sobs, almost addicted to the sound of Ajaw’s cries as he came seven times. When Ajaw began monologuing, Kinich’s vision tunneled as he hyper focused on what Ajaw was muttering about.
Ajaw thought he and Kinich were… what? Mates for life? Kinich scoffed quietly. Ajaw hated his guts. This was his rut speaking, and nothing else. Kinich didn’t even like Ajaw, he wasn’t such a horny pervert to suddenly thirst after an annoying dragon that wanted him dead… right?
Before he knew it, Kinich opened the door just a peep.
Fuck, he was a horny pervert.
Ajaw looked divine like this. Green hair splayed messily on top of a pillow, cum dripping off the sheets as Ajaw snored, cock still painfully erect and pulsing green…
Kinich immediately backed away from the door, finding himself already straining his pants with how hard he was. Fuck, he’d have to relieve himself before going to bed tonight. Pulling it out quickly, he sank down the wall next to the door frame and quickly began stroking himself up and down. A bit of precum began coating his foreskin, and Kinich quietly gasped as he took off his pants.
Suddenly, the figure in the room behind him stomped out.
“I smell it Kinich! Who are you CHEATING WITH-”
Ajaw’s eyes were red, and his expression was feral. Kinich froze in place as Ajaw glared down at him. His hair was messy and glasses were askew, but as he looked up, Kinich couldn’t suppress the shiver that ran down his spine. Was the shiver from fear, or was it from anticipation ?
“Oh, so I’m not good enough for you, but YOUR HAND IS?”
Another shiver. It was definitely anticipation.
Ajaw didn’t even wait for Kinich to explain himself. He roughly scooped up Kinich and dashed into the room, throwing him into the nest without even letting Kinich strip. Kinich landed on his back on the bed. Cum from Ajaw’s earlier rutting session seeped into Kinich’s clothes, sticking to his back.
“Fine!” Ajaw snarled. “If an object like your hand is what you desired all along, then I’ll just have to use an object to pleasure you!”
Kinich scrambled to make sense of what was happening, but his scattered thought processes shattered the moment he felt an extremely slick fleshlight slip onto his cock. He let out an involuntary gasp and felt Ajaw’s cum slip around his own dick, acting as a lubricant that made the fleshlight feel too good-
“Aaa-AAH!” Kinich cried out loud, and Ajaw began to pump faster in anger.
“So you’ll cry for a fleshlight, but you wouldn’t even entertain the idea of laying with me?” Ajaw growled, and stopped pumping. Kinich involuntary bucked once, but Ajaw just held the fleshlight still against Kinich’s body. Kinich could feel Ajaw’s cum slide into his own dick, flowing its way down his urethra into his balls and stretching out the limited real estate as much as it could. Kinich frantically began twisting around and trying to thrust to feel that stimulation again.
“Don’t you get it Kinich? I love you, I love you so much, and I need you to be mine.” Ajaw was still growling, but a whine hinted at the back of his throat. “You loved us back, so why…”
The confession shocked Kinich out of his pleasure. He realized what Ajaw’s actions during his rut meant now, and tried to explain himself, but he stopped. Why didn’t he push away Ajaw nesting in his hair? Why didn’t he push away the lizard’s possessive behavior? Kinich couldn’t really deny it any longer. He had grown used to Ajaw at his side, constantly. He had grown used to Ajaw, and he maybe even lov-
Ajaw interrupted his thoughts.
“I was going to renegotiate the pact with you. Become my partner, my lover , and we can erase the previous pact. After all, us dragons can keep others alive through our power for as long as we want,” Ajaw’s growl turned unnaturally deep. Kinich felt it vibrating in his gut, and he began to feel heat pool around Ajaw’s growl. Fuck, Ajaw was really really hot like this.
Ajaw slowly pulled up the fleshlight, and plunged it down suddenly, shoving even more of his cum down Kinich’s dick. Kinich cried out in a mix of pleasure and protest, and Ajaw ignored him.
“I thought for sure you’d agree. I thought for sure you loved me.” Another slow rise of the fleshlight, followed immediately by another plunge. Kinich’s sharp cry pierced the air again. “Even now, you’re not denying it. You never deny it.”
“You never tell me.” Ajaw quickly stroked the fleshlight up and down once.
“What.” Ajaw stroked.
“You’re.” Ajaw stroked again.
“Thinking.” Ajaw stroked one final time, and Kinich couldn’t handle it anymore. He began sobbing, futility thrusting against Ajaw firmly holding the fleshlight in place on Kinich’s dick, unable to suppress his emotions. His thoughts, usually so jumbled and contradictory began spilling out without hesitation.
“Fuck! Ajaw, I love you! I love you and hate you so much! You’re so annoying, and you’re so cruel and I can’t stand that you try and hide that part of you that’s caring and possessive…” Kinich broke down into sobs again.
Ajaw was stunned into silence. Kinich said it. He loved him. He loved him!
“Good boy,” Ajaw rumbled, a radiant smile breaking across his face before it morphed into a possessive one.
He began stroking Kinich faster and faster, but Kinich felt something was off. His balls felt full. Too full. He wanted to cum from the pressure alone, and Ajaw’s stimulation should have been more than enough. Kinich was losing his mind in pleasure, but it just wasn’t enough to reach a climax! Why? Why-
Ajaw tossed his glasses aside roughly and nuzzled his face into Kinich’s neck, inhaling his scent as much as possible gently kissing on a pulse point, and that was enough. Kinich screamed as he felt an earth-shattering orgasm rocket through his body, no longer caring if he scared any saurians outside his house. He tensed and tensed, pleasure wreaking havoc on his body as he contorted and rolled around, unaware of how much of Ajaw’s now cold cum stained his entire body.
Kinich panted heavily, slightly relieved, until he felt something very, very wrong. His balls still felt full, fuller than ever before, and Kinich gasped, desperately thrusting into the fleshlight again. Only now, Ajaw was no longer holding the fleshlight, too busy nuzzling into Kinich’s firewood and musk scent. Ajaw purred, before his tongue shot out to wet the spot he’d mark Kinich for life. Yes, Kinich would be his mate.
“Let’s make a new pact, Kinich. Be my mate for life, and I’ll forget about possessing your body after death. In fact, I’ll grant you a long life by my side. Please Kinich, I need you so much,” Ajaw whined, nuzzling deeper into Kinich’s sensitive neck. He heard Kinich gasping, still weakly thrusting his hips up. “Please answer me, my love.”
Then he smelled it. The strong, heady, powerful undertone of a flavor that signaled his own species. Dragon.
Ajaw’s eyes widened, and he pulled out from Kinich’s neck. Spotting it quickly, Ajaw practically ripped the fleshlight off of Kinich. It slipped off without any resistance except for Kinich’s indignant cry, but that died once Kinich also looked down.
A long, sticky trail of clear, viscous slick connected the fleshlight’s hole to Kinich’s now large, black, fully slick dragon cock leaking a fountain of pre. It had a bulbous region extending into a tapered end, jet black throughout. Just below, two large black balls practically pulsed with waves of thick, white sperm.
Oh. Oh.
Ajaw remembered what he neglected to think about. He was so upset with Kinich that he was only focused on getting that fleshlight on Kinich’s cock, and himself in Kinich’s mind. Ajaw completely forgot about a dragon’s most powerful tool for reproduction, the ability to convert other species into suitable mates. Ajaw smiled again. Maybe this was an opportunity.
“It seems you’re turning into a dragon!” Ajaw cackled. Kinich wanted to say something, anything but Ajaw quickly shut him up before he could muster a sound.
“No worries, it can be undone. How about we make a new pact?” Ajaw leaned down on top, arms on either side of Kinich’s head. Kinich was still panting, feeling too weak and hot to move, but still wanting relief from the pressure in his balls. It felt like they were about to burst, only regulated by the pre he could feel slipping out of his dick unabated.
“You should be able to use phlogiston to alter your appearance now, so how about this: When I begin counting, if you can maintain the appearance of a human cock for one minute straight, I’ll take it as a sign that you truly don’t wish to be my mate for life, and I’ll atone for misreading your intent by giving you my powers for the rest of your life for nothing in return. If you don’t do so by the time the sun rises, I’ll take it as a sign that we’re to be mated for life, and you want to be my partner. How does that sound?”
Kinich wasn’t in his right state of mind. He just moaned, wanting release more than anything else. Ajaw was mesmerized by the sight of Kinich’s eyes, squinted in pleasure but irises still shining brilliantly through the sliver that peeked through. They were as beautiful as Ajaw’s own green flames, and he decided to give Kinich a small favor right off the bat. He took his hand and wrapped as much of Kinich’s new cock as he could, and laboriously stroked up and down.
“AAAAH!!!!” Kinich screamed, thrashing uncontrollably as shivers and twitches traveled up and down his body from the stimulation. Ajaw sped up, and it was only a few moments of torturous pleasure before Kinich blew a gigantic load of his old human cum, followed by the thicker, more potent dragon seed that his new balls were producing. A minute later, he finally stopped cumming, and the overwhelming pressure in his balls finally felt relieved. He sighed, grateful for the small moment of post-nut clarity.
Kinich mulled over his options. If he declined, he’d become a dragon for life if Ajaw was telling the truth. He glanced down. Judging by his cock’s appearance, Ajaw was. He’d likely end up becoming Ajaw’s mate through draconic instinct once he entered a rut cycle of his own regardless; Ajaw’s deal was really a favor, a chance to earn his own freedom. Still, it’s not like it would be all that bad to be Ajaw’s mate. Kinich wouldn’t lie to himself anymore. He’d loved Ajaw for a while now, and even if he became Ajaw’s mate, something in the back of his brain told him that he’d quite enjoy that outcome too. This was really a win-win gamble.
“I accept,” Kinich sighed, waiting for Ajaw to lower his guard.
Ajaw grinned, closing his eyes and nuzzling back into Kinich’s neck.
“I knew you would.” He signed, breathing in Kinich’s new scent. It was addicting. Alluring and reminiscent of Kinich, but with a strong undertone that signaled a potential mate, Ajaw felt both adoration and lust begin to overtake him.
Meanwhile, Kinich tried to change his appearance. It came reflexively, a barely perceptible glow flashing, immediately replacing Kinich’s cock back with his original human one. A small part of his brain reflexively kept the form up as he sighed in relief, and clutched Ajaw’s head close to keep Ajaw drawing in his scent, and away from his dick.
A sudden flash of pain and pleasure broke Kinich’s subconscious concentration on maintaining his human dick, as he squirted out a shot of cum in surprise. Ajaw bit into Kinich’s neck with his fangs and cooed quietly. Heat pooled in Kinich’s gut again, and he could feel another full orgasm brewing. Ajaw began lapping the oversensitive skin with surprising care, and the sharp pleasure and pain was too much to bear.
Kinich wailed as he began another uncontrollable orgasm, cock having fully reverted back into its draconic form as he shot out rope after rope of thick dragon cum. His fresh cum left a new layer over Ajaw’s, before they slowly melded into each other. Riding out his orgasm, Kinich took some deep breaths to calm himself down, before he tried changing his appearance again. Ajaw pulled himself out of Kinich’s neck, now with a hungry glare on his face.
“I’ll make sure you’re mine by next morning. After all,” Ajaw gently curled his fingers around Kinich’s temporarily human cock. Kinich jerked involuntarily at the contact.
“I’m already yours.” Ajaw once again started to slowly drag his hand up and down, making sure to build up another pool of heat in Kinich’s gut as the new dragon hybrid closed his eyes and tried to avoid thinking about how good it’d feel to just let go, to just let Ajaw have his way. He tried to avoid thinking about how nice it’d feel to just be Ajaw’s mate for life, how good it’d feel to let his new instincts tie them together with a feeling even deeper, more primal than love-
Kinich opened his eyes again as he lost his focus. Fuck. The sight of Ajaw furiously working a slick, black draconic dick attached to Kinich’s body was enough to make him immediately cum again. Ajaw grinned, giving Kinich a quick kiss on the lips, before diving in deeper and locking lips. Ajaw’s moan buzzed in their mouths, silent to the world outside of those two.
Finally, Ajaw pulls away for a gasp of air, and his eyes are fully manic now. “I’ll make sure you enjoy this just as much as I do, my mate.”
The overload of pleasure was beginning to wear off; Kinich was able to think a bit clearly despite how good he felt. Not calling me servant anymore, huh? Kinich thought sarcastically to himself before he glanced at Ajaw again. The dragon in human form was taking off his clothes, and he did away with the phlogiston projection over his own penis and balls; they looked the exact same as Kinich’s, just slightly bigger, slightly thicker. Then he felt Ajaw begin to tease Kinich’s hole.
“Ah! Wait! I need to prepare-” Kinich scrambled to get away, fearing that he’d be torn open if Ajaw tried to relieve himself. Ajaw cackled, grabbing Kinich’s hips with superhuman force and holding his hip in place as he slid in his dick inch by inch.
“No worries, we dragons produce enough slick and are able to handle this naturally. How else would we mate , right?” Ajaw’s eyes grew wider in anticipation as Kinich’s did in realization.
Mate. Ajaw wanted Kinich to have his babies. Suddenly the deal wasn’t looking like a win-win anymore, and Kinich desperately tried to maintain a human form on his dick. Thanks to his new dragon anatomy and focus on the deal, he didn’t notice that Ajaw had nearly bottomed out until he felt something slam into his prostate.
“SHIT!” Kinich cried, realizing that all hope was lost as his focus shattered for what felt like the millionth time that night. He wouldn’t be able to focus as long as Ajaw kept railing his ass and abusing his prostate; it just felt too good to try and resist.
Ajaw pulled out slowly, and slammed himself all the way back in, slowly picking up pace as his breathing became heavier and heavier.
“Don’t you get it, Kinich? I love you so much, I love you so much! I still need you, not just your stupid, sexy body! We’ll be so happy together,” Ajaw sobbed, feeling Kinich’s ass grip his dick like a vice, his tone becoming more and more angry. “Why can’t you just say it back when I want you to!?”
Kinich felt Ajaw picking up pace, from a torturous battering ram slowly turning into a jackhammer. His insides felt like they were on fire, like white-hot iron was poured into his abdomen and Kinich couldn’t handle it anymore. He came again, thick ropes of seed trying to expel the heat in his gut. Kinich choked out a sob. What was keeping him from saying it back? His last shreds of dignity as a human? Whatever it was, it was finally burned into ash when Ajaw bottomed out and stayed there.
Kinich felt it. Something warm and wet permeating a space just above his guts. It felt almost like a special channel, separate from his intestines. Was that- was that a womb? Shit. Ajaw was sobbing in relief and nuzzling Kinich’s chest again, and still pumping wave after wave of fertile dragon seed into Kinich’s new womb. Kinich could do nothing but see his own belly swell, quickening with what would hopefully be a large batch of eggs with his mate.
Hopefully? Mate? Kinich was alarmed at his thought process. He sharply turned his head towards the window just as the first rays of dawn gently peeked over the horizon. With a defeated sigh, Kinich let his head flop back onto the pillow, and stroked Ajaw’s hair.
“T-time’s up,” Ajaw weakly muttered, finally pulling out with a very loud, wet pop before making his way up and nuzzling into Kinich’s neck again. Kinich just smiled, rubbed his swelling belly, and kissed Ajaw’s forehead gently before letting the dragon nuzzle back into his neck.
“I love you too.” He whispered, and he could feel Ajaw’s smile against his skin as they laid together in this messy nest, letting the sunrise permeate the room with its red glow as they fell asleep. As Kinich was losing consciousness, he could feel a tail sprout from beneath him as horns quietly erupted from his head. Ajaw also lost some of his projection concentration and partially reverted into a half-saurian, with a tail and horns to match.
Kinich and Ajaw’s tails unconsciously sought each other out, before weaving into a coil. They were mates for life, and they would continue to live with each other. Together.
Forever.
-
Being a dragon-hybrid wasn’t that different from being a person. Phlogiston projection made it extremely easy to hide his physical features. The only difference now was that Ajaw was able to easily hold his human form now thanks to their bond, and that they each shared a deep sense of mutual attraction, adoration, and posessiveness for each other. The relentless bickering was still present, but there was no venom, or death threats, or anything of that sort. Of course, people would look strangely at the new man who dotingly followed Kinich everywhere, but Kinich didn’t bother explaining to anyone other than his friends who this newcomer was. They didn’t need to know, and despite Ajaw thinking he was pretty secretive, Kinich liked to think that everyone would make the connection to who this man used to be.
Kinich stretched as he waited for his friends to meet up with him. Ajaw draped an arm around him, and kissed his neck gently, purring as Kinich turned to kiss him back. Suddenly, he heard a cough, and looked around. Mualani stood there with a deadpan expression on her face, while Kachina stood behind Mualani blushing furiously, averting her eyes behind her gloves.
“Hello Kinich, hello Ajaw,” she started. Ajaw’s eyes bulged out of his head as his mouth gaped in shock. She knew it was him?
“Yes, I know. Everyone knows. You two aren’t subtle.”
“Told you,” Kinich mumbled with a slight smile on his face, as he pulled Ajaw down for another kiss.
“Okay! Kachina, we can leave these two lovebirds to it. Let’s go.” Mualani pulled away Kachina as they marched off, Kachina still hiding her face behind her gloves as Mualani tightly held the other one in her grip. Kinich just chuckled as he pulled down Ajaw on top of him onto the ground, the two of them gazing lovingly into each others’ eyes.
The sky was shining, the grass was warm, and a gentle breeze tousled their hair. Ajaw drank in the sight below him of Kinich’s small belly bump and shining eyes before he leaned down for another kiss.
“I love you,” Ajaw murmured, before they began kissing deeply. When Kinich gasped for air, he held Ajaw's face away from his own and looked at him. Kinich whispered back.
“I love you too.”