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Hints of the sun’s rays peeked into the room, even under the heavy blackout curtains that Logos employed to cover the window. Logos opened his eyes fully.
A Vouivre was still curled up under his arm, pressed against his side facing him, a massive tail draped over the both of them (going over Logos’s waist) and tucked away comfortably under his arm and pillow. Probably to keep it from moving and disturbing him while Puzzle was asleep. He’d seen it swaying when Puzzle was taking a nap on a couch outside, it was utterly adorable.
He was unwilling to wake Puzzle up, when he’d seemed so exhausted last night after his work but still wanted to go a few rounds before sleeping. The Vouivre had actually crashed out right after his last orgasm, sleeping so fitfully that Logos didn’t bother to wake him up, simply cleaning the both of them up before going to sleep himself as well. In fact, this was a normal routine for them - Logos usually had to wake up earlier for work he had to do, while Puzzle was usually in Rhodes only for treatments or missions that the Doctor needed him for. Generally those were appointments that required him only later in the day, therefore he’d usually sleep in longer once Logos had left.
…But the longer he was awake, the more Logos became aware of a certain issue. He was half-hard under the sheets.
He winced, knowing there was no way he could shift Puzzle’s tail out of the way without waking him up. He still tried, moving the heavy appendage as gently as he could, and Puzzle shifted a little.
“Sorry,” he whispered soothingly, attempting to shift it over to Puzzle’s side of the bed, but as the cool scales slid over his lower body with their nice texture, he had to stifle a noise rising from his throat.
“...Hmmh.”
Puzzle tried to help, in his half-asleep state, his tail swishing over Logos’s thighs as he tried to pull it behind him. The Vouivre was naked while Logos was wearing an extremely light material that absolutely didn’t do anything to help or hide his situation.
“S’mething’s hard,” Puzzle mumbled. “Your thighs are softer than this.”
“...Sorry. Ignore it.”
The tip of that Vouivre tail flicked over the head of Logos’s cock, and he barely stopped his hips from jerking up. “Puzzle -”
“Mmmh.”
The tip of his tail coiled around Logos’s cock - it shouldn’t have been that flexible with how thick it was, but somehow Puzzle managed - and Logos couldn’t stop himself from forcefully grabbing it anymore. “Stop, stop.”
Its movements stopped, and now Puzzle’s violet eyes were opened but still bleary with sleep as he stared at Logos. “Mmm?”
“It’s okay, I don’t need it. Go back to sleep.”
“You weren’t finished last night, I know,” Puzzle murmured, turning his head into the pillow and closing his eyes. “You can use my body if you want to, though. I don’t mind.”
“...Pardon?”
“‘M still loose from last night. Go ahead.”
When Logos gave no audible response, Puzzle cracked one eye open reluctantly and sighed, “Just go on and do me. I don’t mind.”
He took in Logos’s baffled expression and sighed, pushing himself up slightly and kicking off the sheets - Logos automatically reached for him, wanting to insist that he take a longer rest - but Puzzle simply rolled over slightly onto his hands and knees, using his arms to cushion his head, into a very inviting position. “Continue.”
“I really don’t need it…”
“I’m asking you to.”
Silence fell over the room as Logos’s usual eloquence failed him.
“...You’re sure?”
“Yes. Now get on with it.” Even despite the sleepy, mildly annoyed tone, Puzzle wiggled his hips just slightly, and Logos was instantly, very successfully distracted.
Obediently Logos rose to his knees, now kneeling behind Puzzle and getting an eyeful of his rather… large assets. He couldn’t resist reaching over and grabbing a handful, squeezing the firm muscle until the Vouivre tail twitched on the bed next to Logos’s knees.
Puzzle remained completely silent even as Logos ran his hands over his body, appreciating his firm thighs and slender waist, before spreading him with one hand to expose his red and twitching hole. A quick glance at his face told Logos that he had indeed closed his eyes again, definitely not asleep but - dozing.
He really was just going to doze while Logos fucked him within an inch of his life. Well, if that was what he desired. Logos took the liberty to spread Puzzle’s legs a little wider, taking a spare pillow and coaxing it under Puzzle’s head to reduce some of the strain.
Taking off his sleepwear, Logos reached for the bottle of lube he’d left on the bedside, coaxing himself to full hardness while covering himself in lube. Puzzle was definitely still loose from last night, but he didn’t want to hurt him either way. When he was done he couldn’t resist gently sliding his cock between Puzzle’s cheeks, teasing him slightly and catching on his rim.
When he failed to receive any response, he gave a small sigh, rubbing his thumb over Puzzle’s hole - then lined himself up properly, sliding home in a single thrust.
Puzzle was so soft and loose from last night that Logos slid in almost all the way with virtually no resistance, making him suck in a sharp breath. Despite Puzzle only being half-awake, his back still arched when Logos entered him, eliciting a soft hiss from him as Logos stroked his sides soothingly. He clenched around Logos on instinct before relaxing with a soft sigh, shifting his upper body slightly to get more comfortable.
“Good boy.”
The praise came naturally, yet Logos had to dodge the tail smack aimed his way, swiftly caught it in his hand and guided it to wrap around his waist instead, before properly settling into a position pressing his front to Puzzle’s back to start fucking him properly.
His tail was a lot more expressive these days, Logos thought, gently touching the scales before settling his hands on Puzzle’s waist. Like Puzzle was finally learning to hold back less, he supposed. Maybe he thought it was only fair after Logos told him some stories of his past and how he’d been raised, exposing… quite a large part of his heart to him.
However, more important things were at hand now. Logos started a firm, steady rhythm, feeling Puzzle’s body shudder with the force of his thrusts. He was the only one making noises in the room, groaning softly and gasping whenever he felt Puzzle tighten up around him. He pressed his face into Puzzle’s soft hair flowing down his back, breathing in the familiar scent of his shampoo, and Puzzle actually made a soft noise at that. Instead of the feeling of Logos pounding relentlessly into him. Ah, he was a guarded one.
Logos wrapped both his arms around Puzzle’s waist, using his grip on him to pull him back to meet Logos’s thrusts. The Vouivre went obediently - clearly not being able to feign sleep any longer, but still determined to lounge and let Logos do all the work if he was going to.
Emboldened by some sudden thoughts, Logos freed one of his hands and reached down, tracing the outline of where they were connected without missing a thrust. Puzzle almost choked around an inhale when he did so, tightening around Logos as he jolted.
“Puzzle.”
Lavender eyes opened reluctantly, staring at Logos as if in a daze as Puzzle turned his head sideways to look at him properly.
“Suck,” Logos commanded him, holding his fingers against Puzzle’s lips.
Logos would definitely say that he enjoyed Puzzle in many ways, in all aspects. He enjoyed the Vouivre’s defiance, his fierce spirit, his generally mild tone (that could hide an incredibly sharp tongue). But he had to admit, a quiet, pliant Puzzle - sleepy and docile and willing to do anything Logos ordered him to - did have a certain appeal.
Puzzle opened his mouth obediently and let Logos gently rub one of his fingers over his lower lip, before sliding two fingers in. Logos paused briefly in his movements, taking the time to pull Puzzle’s hair aside with his other hand. He admired the strands sifting through his hand, the beautiful silvery strands tipped with blue.
Logos rewarded his gentle sucking by stroking his hair, then removed his fingers, admiring the glazed look in Puzzle’s eyes. It was probably a combination of him being too exhausted to protest and the pleasure Logos was giving him, and - Logos would feel bad about taking advantage of his exhaustion, but he reminded himself that Puzzle had given him explicit permission to do so.
It wasn’t like Puzzle didn’t like being used as Logos’s toy either, but he was reasonably more wary about going overboard, considering he was barely awake as it was.
Puzzle’s eyes suddenly regained some of its usual sharpness when Logos’s fingers pressed against his hole, stretched around Logos’s cock. “W-Wait -”
“Ssshhh.” Logos laid his free hand on Puzzle’s spine, feeling his back muscles tense up. “You can take it.”
“I -” His protests were cut off when Logos managed to slip one of his fingers in, alongside his cock, making him gasp. “Hah -”
A shudder ran through the Vouivre’s entire body, his hips thrusting backwards when Logos moved his finger. He didn’t give Logos any inclination that he wanted to stop, however, so Logos only persisted.
Puzzle let out a soft yelp when Logos pressed in the second finger, his hands fisting tightly in Logos’s sheets and his eyes shutting momentarily. The tail wrapped around Logos’s waist momentarily squeezed him to what felt like almost to the point of breaking bones, then loosened. When Logos paused to check on him, laying soothing strokes on his sides, he gradually opened his eyes again and made eye contact.
“How is it?” Logos murmured.
“...Feels full,” Puzzle answered, remnants of drowsiness clinging on to his voice. “Move.”
Logos obeyed his instructions, thrusting once against Puzzle’s prostate and hearing him emit a high-pitched gasp. He repeated the motion, twice, and Puzzle’s tail fell away from his body, losing its strength and laying on the sheets instead.
Losing himself in the feeling of Puzzle’s warmth, Logos started fucking him in earnest, - and he showed his appreciation by matching Logos’s soft grunts with a song of his own moans and gasps.
Feeling himself rapidly approaching his limit - and Puzzle probably as well, with how he quivered each time Logos thrust against his prostate - Logos removed his fingers and wrapped his hand around Puzzle’s cock, feeling the way he instantly bucked his hips into Logos’s hand. Sorry, you must’ve been pent up without me touching you, right?
I can fix that.
“Logos-” The shaky moan that tore free from Puzzle’s throat only spurred him to move his hand faster, as the dragon gasped and writhed from the pleasure. “ Ahh -”
“Be good,” Logos said against Puzzle’s neck, making him shudder. “Come for me.”
With a soft groan - Puzzle’s tail thumping the sheets next to them - he felt the way Puzzle’s entire body seized up momentarily, then he came with a soft gasp. Logos felt his warm release covering his hand in spurts, the way the Vouivre collapsed bonelessly afterwards - or he would have, if Logos’s other arm hadn’t quickly shot up to hold him up.
Logos bent down, biting down on Puzzle’s shoulder as he felt Puzzle tighten around him, and heard a soft whine in response. With a few more deep thrusts that made Puzzle shudder with each one, he followed suit and came inside Puzzle’s warmth.
Puzzle made a very - indescribable noise when he felt Logos release inside him. It was a noise that even if Logos had tried to replicate that in his spells, he wouldn’t have been able to. He rather enjoyed the sound of it, and the knowledge that he was the one that had brought it to Puzzle’s lips. Gently stroking Puzzle’s hair, he managed to lower both of them to the bed and rolled them together on their side such that he wouldn’t crush him, his chest pressed to Puzzle’s back.
Puzzle didn’t say a word, his tail quietly curling around Logos’s thigh as he let out a contented sigh and snuggled into the sheets again. Ignoring the fact that the sheets were now soiled with… well. Logos pulled him a little closer, content to just snuggle for a few minutes before one of them started complaining about getting cleaned up.
…As it turned out, Puzzle actually dozed off before Logos could get up the strength to clean both of them up. The light swishing of his tail gradually tapered off as it lay in the bed next to its owner, until Puzzle’s breathing evened out, his limbs going fully relaxed. Logos held his breath for a few moments, until it became clear that Puzzle was definitely out like a light, then attempted to perform some Arts to clean both of them (and the sheets). It wasn’t a complete substitution for a proper bath, but it would at least make do until Puzzle woke up again and would let Logos bring him to the bathroom.
“Sleep tight, Vouivre.” Logos murmured, petting his hair. “No need to be on guard with me around, you’ll be safe here.”
He didn’t wake, merely shifted under his touch and burrowed his head deeper into Logos’s pillows, and Logos settled back comfortably into bed next to him and reached for his terminal. Well, he could afford to go to work later today.
He could just claim to have been hungover, if anything.