Cut and Run 4 - Divide and Conquer

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    him for all he was worth. Ty responded to his desire, and he supported
    his weight with one hand, practically devouring Zane as he slipped his
    other hand between Zane‟s legs.
    Zane clutched at Ty‟s shoulders and moaned under the onslaught
    of Ty‟s sinful mouth. His hips rocked helplessly, and he gasped when
    he felt the first touch of Ty‟s fingers.
    “Shhh,” Ty urged as he pushed one slick finger into Zane‟s
    grasping body. Zane bit his bottom lip and his eyes rolled back as he
    huffed and then relaxed, although his hands clenched in the sheets.
    Ty kissed him harder, rocking into him demandingly as he curled
    his finger inside him. Zane cried out into his mouth and jerked as Ty
    stroked just right after a few tries. Then he was moving thoughtlessly,
    lifting up against Ty‟s body and hand insistently, physically begging
    for more. Ty hummed in approval and continued to move his finger
    inside him. Soon he had added another and was sucking at the tender
    skin under Zane‟s ear.
    Zane couldn‟t help but arch his back as the tingling turned to taut
    thrumming that echoed through his body, and he gasped out soft sounds
    of pleasure and encouragement, turned wanton by Ty‟s mouth and
    hands. A long finger rubbed him just right again, and Zane bit off
    another cry. “Ty… oh fuck ,” he choked out.
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    “You want it?” Ty asked in a rough, harsh voice as Zane writhed
    beneath him.
    “Yes, fuck yes,” Zane begged.
    Ty moved ever so slowly as he removed his fingers and stole
    another, slower kiss. Zane sighed longingly against Ty‟s lips and
    shifted his legs, pulling up his knees. “Want to feel you, baby,” he
    whispered, sucking Ty‟s lower lip between his teeth and worrying at it.
    Ty gave a low growl and complied, pushing against Zane and rocking
    just inside him.
    Gritting his teeth for a moment and squeezing his eyes shut, Zane
    moaned as the stretch of Ty‟s cock just inside him started out feeling
    full and reached the edge of painful, and he arched his back against it,
    sucking in a breath that made him shiver all over. Ty curled his back
    and bent to kiss him, letting his body provide the friction that would
    edge the pain over into pleasure.
    The slow, calming kiss did the trick, and Zane relaxed, the even
    rocking turning the sharp digging into a dull push and heat that
    bloomed into pleasure. He moaned soundlessly as he tried moving
    against Ty. Gently, for now. The twisting hunger was still there, only
    temporarily banked by the transitory pain. Ty groaned against Zane‟s
    lips, pushing into him and shuddering as pleasure rippled through them.
    He murmured nonsense and slid his hand under Zane‟s hips to lift him
    higher.
    “Yes, oh yes,” Zane hissed, raising his hands above his head to
    grasp the tangled quilt, curling his fingers through it. Ty buried his face
    against Zane‟s neck and began to rock his hips steadily, cock sliding
    with the bare amount of slick Ty had used, and he breathed open-
    mouthed against Zane‟s skin.
    Zane‟s exhales shook, and he lowered one arm to curl around Ty
    and hold him close as they moved together. It was hot and smooth and
    mind-blowing, the slow slide something entirely different than hot,
    pounding thrusts.
    “God, you feel good,” Ty murmured, his movements becoming
    jerky and almost tortured, the need in them straining what little control
    Zane had.
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    “Took the words right out of my mouth,” Zane gasped, raising
    one leg to wrap it over the back of Ty‟s thigh. He bit his own lip as he
    felt the tension in his gut threaten to explode. “Ty, I‟m gonna lose it,”
    he whispered shakily.
    “Do it,” Ty urged, either not caring if Nick heard them or
    forgetting the need for silence.
    “Oh hell,” Zane ground out, his entire body straining and tensing
    for another too-short minute until he threw back his head, jaw clenched
    to hold back a sharp yell. He clenched his fingers in the quilt and
    flinched with each shot of come against Ty‟s belly and chest. Finally he
    couldn‟t hold back a broken, half-smothered cry of mindless pleasure.
    “Zane,” Ty breathed pleadingly as he pushed harder into him.
    As his body continued to squeeze convulsively around Ty, Zane
    moved both hands to clasp his face, wishing he could see Ty‟s passion-
    glazed eyes. “Baby,” he rasped before kissing him like there would be
    no tomorrow. Ty groaned into his mouth, nails