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The spoilt man usually took the coaching role up when he had sex because he knew what he liked and he wanted to make sure the two men he had had sex with did exactly what he desired of them. He told them what to do, and they did it. It lacked passion, love, arousal. It was just a few minutes of pleasure and ended with him sighing to himself in annoyance because they inevitably did something wrong.
But here he had a chance to teach the other a certain way; he could mould Ally into the perfect lover. It was too tempting an opportunity to turn down.
"Oh, you're too cute!" He purred lightly, running his hands in his long, silky hair before nodding in agreement. Oh, he was going to make a monster out of his little dragon...
And so he did. Ally's first time hadn't been the conventionally sweet, gentle, quick love-making moment that most wedding nights consisted of. Incy knew what he liked. He liked passion, roughness, experimentation. Sure, it left him bruised and scratched and in total pain in the morning, but it was worth it. It was so worth it.
The sex had been so intense that he barely remembered how long it lasted, or how loud they'd been, or who had been the dominant one. He was sure that they'd swapped roles and experienced both ends of it at one point, because his hips were definitely aching. Tiredly stretching his arms out, he glanced to his side at the dragon whose body he was entangled around, smiling affectionately when those golden eyes peeked open.
"Morning, hubby~ I want breakfast now. Unless you want to go for round two~?"
But here he had a chance to teach the other a certain way; he could mould Ally into the perfect lover. It was too tempting an opportunity to turn down.
"Oh, you're too cute!" He purred lightly, running his hands in his long, silky hair before nodding in agreement. Oh, he was going to make a monster out of his little dragon...
And so he did. Ally's first time hadn't been the conventionally sweet, gentle, quick love-making moment that most wedding nights consisted of. Incy knew what he liked. He liked passion, roughness, experimentation. Sure, it left him bruised and scratched and in total pain in the morning, but it was worth it. It was so worth it.
The sex had been so intense that he barely remembered how long it lasted, or how loud they'd been, or who had been the dominant one. He was sure that they'd swapped roles and experienced both ends of it at one point, because his hips were definitely aching. Tiredly stretching his arms out, he glanced to his side at the dragon whose body he was entangled around, smiling affectionately when those golden eyes peeked open.
"Morning, hubby~ I want breakfast now. Unless you want to go for round two~?"