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Horse moved slow and easy.
    James groaned. "Good. Good, good. Jesus, man."
    Satisfaction was a good look on Horse.
    The three fingers inside James stretched wide, opening him up even more.
    "Soon. Soon it'll be your cock." James couldn't wait.
    "That's right, baby. Soon." Horse found his gland again, pressing it firmly.
    James damn near shot up, the sensation making his whole body curl. Horse nudged it a few more times, making him shout. Then Horse's fingers slid away. James couldn't have stopped the protesting moan if he'd tried.
    "I'm not going to leave you hanging," Horse promised.
    "Uh-huh." He just wanted it.
    Horse gloved up and settled between his legs again, tugging his ass down a little. James looked into Horse's warm, dark eyes and Horse stared right back.
    Grabbing his legs, Horse draped James' ankles over broad shoulders and began to push into him. The heavy head spread James, stretching him without a bit of hesitation. Horse didn't stop, didn't speed up, simply continued pushing forward, filling him up. James took and took, accepting every inch. His legs were pressed back against his torso as Horse leaned into him, the thick cock finally stopping once Horse was all the way in.
    "Fuck. So tight." Horse panted softly.
    James was full, filled to the brim.
    Turning his head, Horse kissed his the side of his knee, then began to move again. They thrust, finding a low, easy rhythm, both of them working together. At one point Horse leaned in harder and kissed his stump. James damn near cried out, shocked to the bone. Horse thrust harder, kissed his stump again, mouth open, hot on his skin.
    "Oh, fuck. Horse!"
    Horse's blue eyes met his gaze, and Horse smiled. "I doing it for you, baby?"
    "Fuck. Like no one ever has." And that was the truth.
    Horse's smile was wild and happy and he sped up, thrusting harder. James nodded, meeting each thrust, slamming into Horse's motions. Grunting, Horse kept the rhythm going hard, his gaze never breaking away from James.
    "Don't stop."
    "Not even for a damn second," Horse promised, his hand finding James' cock between their bellies.
    "Fuck yes." His eyes rolled back in his head, and he rolled on that cock.
    Jacking him, Horse kept moving, fucking him like it was Horse's only mission. All he wanted was the orgasm building inside him, to know Horse was going to come, too.
    Horse nodded, making soft, need-driven grunts and moans. "Oh fuck, Jim. Better give it up to me."
    "Uh-huh. Everything." James clenched down, moaned deep in his chest. "Everything."
    Horse's hand was rough on his cock, the friction higher as Horse got near his orgasm.
    "Yes. Yes."
    Pressing his legs back against his thighs, Horse kissed him. It was strong and necessary and the perfect topper. He shot hard, his whole fucking world into it.
    "Fuck yes!" Horse's shout heralded his orgasm and it was just two more thrusts before Horse froze. Maybe he couldn't feel Horse's seed spraying inside him, but he could feel the pulses.
    Collapsing onto him, Horse panted, hot breath warming his face.
    Goddamn.
    He held on with his whole arm, fingers drawing lazy shapes on the sweat-slick skin.
    "Okay, that was...yeah." Horse kissed his neck, lips and tongue sloppy, wet and warm.
    "Uh-huh. Better than yeah."
    That had Horse laughing. "No one'll ever hire me for my scintillating post-sex wit and ginormous vocabulary."
    "Scintillating? Seriously?"
    "No? I could have sworn I knew what that one meant." Horse slipped out of him, grabbing the condom and tying it off.
    "I can't even make little words right now, man. Wow and fuck, yeah, are the best."
    "I had to find my brain so I could throw out the condom." Horse gave him a wink and did exactly that before settling down next to him.
    James wasn't sure if cuddling close would be cool or a pussy thing to do. Horse solved the dilemma for him, tugging him against the broad chest. Oh, thank God. He snuggled up, letting himself go boneless.
    Horse's hand slid over his stump, fingers trailing. It