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[ things don't get better.

cyno hoped, believed, for two long months that things would look up, but it feels instead as if things between them have only worsened. cyno is patient, gentle, he sleeps on the floor or sofa when tighnari doesn't want to be near him, he brings his new mate plants and books and gifts, cooks for him, tries to understand him, the strange things he says, but cyno is so deeply entrenched in sumeru's ways that it's difficult for him to see and understand tighnari's viewpoints.

still, he tries. he tries, and he tries, and things get worse.

they've gotten into yet another argument that cyno has failed to ameliorate, but rather than shout back, he.. deflates. cyno's broad shoulders sink, his scarlet gaze shifting away, and down. ]

I'm sorry.

[ lifting his hands, cyno scrubs at his face, runs his hands back through his pale hair, and sits himself on the arm of the sofa. ]

I don't.. I can't fix this. I can't be what you want. I'll.. take you back tomorrow. Maybe you can find someone who makes you happier. Someone who can please you.

[ because that's what it all comes down to, with cyno. tighnari says it isn't about him, that it isn't personal, but.. all cyno desperately wants is to please him, to be a good mate. ]

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Tighnari still has his misgivings, a part of him terrified that this is all a trick somehow that he'll wake up tomorrow even more trapped than he already is. But now... right now he's opened himself up a little to Cyno.

His arms tighten around the other, lips parted. He moans into the kiss, the way the other takes his mouth. He allows himself to lean into the feeling of being claimed by Cyno, the tongue questing and filling Tighnari with his alpha's taste, his scent spiking.

One of his arms drops down, caressing over Cyno's shoulder and downward until he's cupping the other's groin.

Tighnari's scent is sweet, and growing stronger - Cyno inhales it deeply, licking deep into his lover's mouth, pressing hard against him. Both hands travel lower, grasping at Tighnari's ass, squeezing, yanking their hips together, and when that warm hand slides against the front of his pants Cyno groans. He's already half-hard against Tighnari's palm.

Leaning forward, he scoops Tighnari up and into his arms by the backs of his thighs, carrying him the short distance to the sofa, where he presses him down into it, never breaking the kiss.

Tighnari gasps out when the other grabs his ass, the squeeze exquisite. His cunt tightens in response as he's pulled so close. He still can't completely explain what's come over him, that so quickly things could change so much but they had. Cyno still has a lot to prove to Tighnari for him to trust him completely but... they're getting there now.

His arms tighten around the other and his eyes open briefly as he's lowered onto the couch and Cyno presses over him. He lets his hands drag down the other's back as he breaks the kiss briefly to suck in a few breaths. "Mm," he hums before tilting his head instead of pressing back to his lips and instead nipping the other's jawline.

It feels like the tension between them has finally broken. They've shared a bed plenty of times, Tighnari has climbed onto his cock more than once since they came home, which has been a little.. confusing, for Cyno, considering how coldly he has responded in every other way. But they're absolutely sexually compatible, there can be no denying that. Especially now that the dam has broken, and Tighnari is finally softening up.

"I want you," Cyno breathes the words once the kiss breaks, and he drops his head to suck at Tighnari's throat, dragging teeth against his pulse as he grinds their hips together, his cock clearly hard through his pants. His hands slip up the front of Tighnari's shirt, pushing it higher, urging it over his head.

"Cyno…” Tighnari exhales, his head tilting back, submitting to the alpha as he feels the scrape of his teeth, leaving his skin tingling and a shiver going down his spine. He rocks his hips upward, feeling Cyno’s hard cock, big and hot through the fabric keeping their flesh from pressing together. He’s so wet, had he ever ached for an alpha, much less Cyno, like this when he wasn’t in heat before?

He shifts, lifting up as he helps get his shirt off, getting it out of the way and leaving his torso to bare. He presses his hand into the other’s hair, dragging him into another kiss.

So much skin for Cyno to touch - and yet still not enough. Tighnari drags him back into a kiss again, and he groans into it, breathing Tighnari in, sinking into their kiss. It felt so nice to be wanted, really wanted..

As they make their way to the couch, Cyno pulls at their clothing, tossing his own shirt away, shoving down Tighnari's pants and underclothes until his mate is fully nude and all but begging to be touched. Pressing Tighnari down into the comfortable cushions of the sofa, Cyno breaks their kiss and drags his mouth lower, trailing kisses down his lover's abdomen, and against his warm thighs.

Tighnari is breathless as they make it to the couch and his clothes had been discarded along the way leaving him bare for his mate. He moans softly as the soft cushions press behind him and Cyno starts to kiss over his body.

Tighnari's eyes stay steady on the other as he kisses over his stomach and he bites his lip when the other's mouth makes it to his thighs, shivering a little. He's utterly wet for his mate, and there's no heat to blame.

He wants Cyno.

It would be easy enough just to fuck Tighnari, to let them come together as nature intended, but Cyno wants to show him how much he's wanted, to show how desperately he's wanted to please his mate since the moment they met. It will take time for Cyno to unlearn everything he's been taught, but he does know one thing - he's devoted to Tighnari, fully and completely.

He shows it now, in the way his mouth travels hot over Tighnari's thigh, before he dips between the fox's legs, licking a deep, hot stripe along his cunt. He tastes wonderful, salty and tangy, and Cyno inhales him deeply as he begins to feast.

Tighnari whimpers as Cyno buries his face between his legs, tasting his wet heat. He arches into it. It feels easier than he would have thought to give into Cyno like this, to submit to him in this way but then again it had taken a long time to get here it felt.

He still worries that Cyno will back out, that they won't actually leave the city but the worries are smaller than the bond of trust that's started to form.

"Please," he pants, thighs tightening around the other's head.

That sweet, begging voice.. it nearly undoes him, and Cyno groans low against Tighnari's soft, perfect cunt, opening his mouth wide. He sucks at his swollen clit, and laves his tongue over his soft, puffy labia, tongue dipping briefly inside to taste him before he returns to teasing his clit, lapping at it like a thirsty dog.

The hands in his hair make him tense up sweetly, and Cyno uses two fingers to slip them into his mate's waiting pussy, pressing them deep, curling them against his sensitive g-spot.

Tighnari whimpers as the other's mouth undoes him. He arches his hips, nearly panting as he presses to the other's tongue.

"Cyno," Tighnari cries, tightening around the fingers when the press just right. He tugs at his hair harder. "Gonna come," he gasps. This kind of pleasure was possible without his heat?

That's just what Cyno wants, to feel his mate come apart, to give him all the love he can, to show him just how devoted his is to their omega, and to their family.

"Come for me then, habibi," he murmurs, his tongue still lashing against Tighnari's clit, sucking hard as his fingers sink in deep, trying to push his lover to the absolute brink.

There's no holding back, not that there's any reason to try, as he arches, into the other's fingers, his tongue feeling just perfect. "yes, cyno," he cries as his body clenches, his orgasm hitting him hard.

"Cyno," he moans again, the waves of pleasure felt like they went forever.

Cyno hums softly, still lapping at Tighnari's cunt as it quivers and pulses for him, eager through his orgasm, and Cyno grinds down against the sofa, his cock aching, but soon enough he slides his fingers free, pressing soft kisses to those puffy folds before he's moving back up Tighnari's body again. His hard cock presses against his lover's thigh as he dips his head to nuzzle at his jaw.

"I want you.. please."

Tighnari feels like jello as the pleasure subsides and the alpha crawls up his body after his fingers leave his cunt empty and despite the orgasm he’d just had he aches to be full of his alpha. The other’s cock is hot against his thigh and he mewls softly, reaching up to brush his fingers through his hair.

“Take me.”

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