Before feeling Davian under him, Lake had smelled his mate's arousal. His dark, bittersweet scent was enough to make slick pool between his thighs. Davian was usually always in control, it was why he couldn't ignore this exception despite how sleepy he was.
It took a couple of tries, but he eventually got the tip in, his legs trembling slightly as he slowly sat down on his husband's length. He looked up at Davian then, pleasantly surprised at how cooperative he was being. Any other time, Davian would have interjected several times to stop him from hurting himself.
Davian's gray eyes were fogged over as he stared down at him with a spaced-out expression that showed just how much pleasure he was in. His powerful hands held his waist and thigh to keep him upright, but that was all Davian did.
It kept Lake from falling face forward when he bottomed out, several full-body shivers going through him, his stretched hole pulsing wildly, precum spilling onto Davian's tank top.
