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Chapter One.

“You're a slob," Daniel said, furrowing his brow at the scene in front of him.

“You like that about me," Kronn replied, grinning as his boyfriend bent down to pick up a discarded pair of socks from the floor. He was stretched out on the sofa, wearing only a pair of old sweatpants. Kronn never wore clothes inside unless he could help it, the sweatpants were a gesture of politeness more than anything else. Daniel didn't like it when he walked around naked.

“I do. Up to a point," Daniel said and smiled back. As annoying as he found his partner's tendency to mess up their shared space, he realised that his own neat-freak tendencies weren't the healthiest either. “But can we keep the dirty laundry off the floor? Please?"

“You're cute when you try to tell me what to do," Kronn said, scratching his bare stomach as he watched Daniel try to stand his ground. “Tell you what though, we can compromise. You don't want my clothes to end up on the floor, and I don't want to have to put them in the laundry basket…" Kronn stood up, slowly backing Daniel into a corner. “Why don't I just put them here instead?"

With one hand, Kronn pinned Daniel against the wall. With the other, he took the balled-up t-shirt he'd been wearing just ten minutes ago and pressed it to Daniel's face. Kronn growled in delight as he watched Daniel shudder and inhale from the slightly moist fabric.

“Did you shower today?" Daniel asked, his voice muffled by the shirt pressed against his face.

“No," Kronn said, leaning down to Daniel's level. “But you like that about me." Daniel just groaned, breathing in the heavy smell of his Orc boyfriend. “Now, did you have something to say about my dirty laundry? Do you want me to put it somewhere else?"

Daniel shook his head. Fuck if he was going to say no to this. Sure, he found Kronn to be a sloppy mess that drove him up the wall, but he needed that. Needed his boyfriend to put him in his place sometimes. Needed to come home to someone who didn't care when he did the dishes or if the bed was made just right.

“Glad to know we're in agreement," Kronn said, pulling the dirty t-shirt back from Daniel's face. He smiled as he saw his shorter boyfriend blush from the rough treatment. “Now come spend some time with me."

“Yeah, okay," Daniel said. This always happened. He'd get worked up about something, and Kronn would get him over it. He had varying methods, but if it got the job done, who cared?

“Come here, sweetheart," Kronn said, laying back on the sofa with his arms opened. He smiled as Daniel lay down next to him, immediately pulling him in for a hug. “How's everything?"

“I'm okay," Daniel said, his hand idly fiddling with one of the buttons on his shirt.

“Only okay?" Kronn said, touching his forehead to Daniel's. He could tell something was off. He hadn't dropped that many clothes on the floor, and his boyfriend seemed down about something else. “Something happen today?"

“Dad paid me a visit at work," Daniel said, staring forward with his eyes unfocused.

“What did you tell him?"

“I told him to leave," Daniel said and sighed. “I don't think he has my phone number and he doesn't know I live here, but security at the office still lets him in because we're related." He said the last part through gritted teeth, trying not to get himself upset at the thought of his family showing up again. It didn't work very well. “I just… I just want them to leave me alone, is that so much to ask? I don't want to go back to them…" His voice broke on the last part, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Shh… It's okay, it's okay," Kronn said, drying his boyfriend's eyes. “Like you said, they don't know you live here. I'll protect you, ok?" Daniel nodded, letting Kronn's comforting arms hold him tight. Even if nothing else felt right, this always worked to make him feel safe. “If you think they're going after you again, you just need to tell me about it. You're safe here."

“Thank you," Daniel said, smiling through the tears.

“No need to thank me, love," Kronn said. “You already repay me by being here with me." He meant what he said. Kronn loved Daniel so much it hurt. He'd walk over burning coals to keep his boyfriend safe. Sometimes he wondered if Daniel felt the same, but when he felt how the Human hugged him at night or relaxed when he was around, there was no doubt in his mind.

“You're too cheesy," Daniel said, smiling as his hands wandered over his lover's side and stomach, petting the soft black hair that covered his green skin. “I like that about you." Kronn laughed as Daniel echoed his own words back to him.

- 2 years earlier -

Angry voices pierced the night. Flurries of snow settled like roadside clouds outside the brick townhouse. The front door swung open on two figures opposite each other, one of them on the way out and the other trying to prevent it.

“I've made up my mind," Daniel said, tightly clutching a packed duffel bag. “I'm leaving."

“Is that how you're going to treat your family?" Charles McCoy said, face beet red with indignant rage. “What's your mother going to say when she finds out? What about your sisters?" Typical of Daniel's father, he resorted to emotional blackmail when his earlier threats hadn't worked.

“You can't keep me locked up, dad," Daniel said, stepping out of the door as if to prove his point. “If you want to stay in touch, you'll have to accept who I am. I'm not going to change for you."

“You had no trouble changing for that disgusting creature you're spending your time with!" Charles said, his eyes narrowing as he followed Daniel outside. “He did this to you. You weren't born into this!"

“He's a person, he has a name!" Daniel yelled back, both men raising their voices at each other. “I won't stay with someone who talks about the people I love like that." His dad spat on the ground in response.

“Don't think this is the end, Daniel," Charles said, clenching his fists as Daniel walked down the driveway to the road. “You won't see another penny from this family, I guarantee that!"

“I don't want your blood money," Daniel said, shutting the front gate behind him as he walked away down the street. He didn't listen to the other insults yelled at him, and soon enough he was alone in the winter silence. Stopping beneath a street light, he dialled a number into his phone and waited for an answer.

“Hey love, you're calling late," Kronn answered. Sensing the trepidation from Daniel, he followed up. “Something the matter?"

“I didn't wake you, did I?"

“That doesn't matter, silly. I'm always happy to get a call from you," Kronn replied.

“Can I come over to your place?" Daniel said. He shivered in the cold, having not dressed for the cold weather.

“Of course, but isn't your family going to wonder?" Kronn said. Daniel didn't reply immediately, trying to find the right words. “Wait, you're not just coming over for a little while, are you?"

“I had a fight with my dad," Daniel began, his voice shaking as the reality of what had happened began to sink in. “I can't go back there."

“Where are you now?" Kronn asked. In the background, Daniel could hear the sounds of someone hurriedly dressing.

“Just a few blocks away, close to the café," Daniel said, leaning against the street light. The snow fell in large droves, muffling all sounds around him.

“Just wait for me there, I'll be with you in a minute."

“Alright, thank you."

Twenty minutes later, a beat-up Ford Mustang pulled up. Kronn leapt out, rushing over to Daniel. The snow fell quietly around them as they embraced. Daniel was freezing and Kronn lent him his jacket to wear. In the car on the way to Kronn's home, Daniel explained what had happened.

“He'd suspected for a while, I think," Daniel said, staring ahead of them at the road. “But he had been at a meeting with the others and I guess they started asking why I hadn't been there in a while. Then one thing led to another and we were yelling at each other. Mom wasn't home, maybe she would have stopped it but I couldn't avoid this any longer."

“Did he hurt you?" Kronn said, tightly gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles turning a light green. “If he laid a hand on you, I'm turning the car around." Kronn had seen the bruises and the scars. He understood well enough where they had come from.

“No," Daniel said. “He didn't touch me." He fiddled with the buttons on Kronn's jacket, sinking into the familiar warmth and scent of his boyfriend coming from the fabric.

They passed the rest of the drive in silence. Kronn turned on the radio after a while, letting a late-night talk radio programme fill the void.

“I think mum is still up," Kronn said as they pulled up outside his family home. “She'll understand if you don't want to talk, we can just go up to my room if you'd rather be alone."

“No, I don't mind," Daniel said and managed a weak smile. “Your mum's nice, I'm happy to talk to her."

As they entered the house, they immediately heard footsteps coming to greet them.

“What was so important you couldn't tell me about it?" Lorana Windsong walked in from the living room with her arms crossed. Her frown softened as she saw her son had company with him. “Oh hey, Daniel. Is everything OK?"

“It's kind of a long story," Kronn said, but he was stopped as soon as his mother saw the bag Daniel was holding and the fake calm on his face.

“Oh dear." She pushed her son out of the way and leaned down to wrap her arms around Daniel. “I'm so happy you're here, love."

“Thanks," Daniel said, weakly returning the hug.

“You look like you're freezing, let's get you warm," Lorana said, pulling Daniel with her to the kitchen. Kronn helped Daniel up onto a bar stool while his mother made tea for the tree of them. The mugs, much like the furniture, was oversized for Daniel, but he was grateful nonetheless.

Daniel didn't have to spend long recounting what had happened, Kronn told most of the story for him. Lorana just shook her head and held Daniel's hand.

“It's late, you boys should go get some sleep," Lorana said, putting their mugs in the dishwasher. Saying good night, they made their way up the stairs to Kronn's bedroom.

“Don't worry about that now," Kronn said, interrupting Daniel as he opened his bag to take out the clothes and belongings he'd brought with him. “We can take care of all that later." Kronn quickly shrugged off his clothes and sat down on his bed, motioning for Daniel to join him.

“This all feels so weird," Daniel said. He stood in the middle of Kronn's bedroom, looking at the lovingly disorganised mess around him.

“What do you mean?" Kronn said, sitting back as Daniel slowly took off his shirt.

“Just being here like this, I guess," Daniel said, folding his shirt and pants and putting them away. “I don't know what to say…"

“I do," Kronn said, scooting over to make room for Daniel on the bed. “This is your home now, and I'm happy to have you here." He waited for Daniel to inch closer before wrapping both his arms around him. Kronn ran a hand through Daniel's blonde locks, admiring the way it contrasted against his own green skin.

“Thank you," Daniel said, resting his head against Kronn's bicep. “I love you."

“I love you too," Kronn said. “Don't worry about how we got here, right now is what matters." Kronn flexed his arms around Daniel, holding his smaller boyfriend tight. Maybe it was opportunistic of him, but he couldn't help but think of how happy he was to have Daniel with him.

When Kronn woke up, Daniel was still sleeping. Even fast asleep, Daniel was snuggled close, his arms wrapped around as much of Kronn's chest as he could reach. Kronn yawned and laid his cheek against the top of Daniel's head. He always smells so sweet, Kronn thought and smiled. Since they started dating, it'd been a rare occasion that they'd get to wake up together like this. Daniel's family had always had such a tight grip on him, rarely if ever letting him get away with staying the night somewhere.

Kronn lifted the covers off the two of them just a bit, enough to peek at the sight of their bodies intertwined. He loved the contrasts between them. Daniel was so slight, like a birch next to a large oak. It made Kronn feel all the more protective of him. Running his free hand down the side of Daniel's arm, Kronn noted the multitude of scars crisscrossing his soft skin. Kronn frowned. Daniel usually wore long sleeves for a reason.

“I won't let them hurt you again," Kronn whispered, more for himself than for Daniel. Now that he was here, Kronn was going to make sure that his boyfriend was safe.

He would have loved to go back to sleep for another hour or two, but Kronn's relaxed mood was interrupted by the sound of angry voices outside the house. He lay still for a while, trying to make out what was said, until he heard a car pull up outside, and several more voices join the chorus outside.

Making sure not to wake his slumbering boyfriend, Kronn got out of bed and walked over to the window. He could just barely make out the flash of blue lights and two policemen outside. And his mother, standing in a bathrobe in the driveway.

As quietly as he could, Kronn pulled on a pair of pants and a t-shirt and raced down the stairs.

“What's going on here?" Kronn said, opening the front door to investigate the commotion. A police car was parked across the driveway, blocking the street. Lorana stood beside it, talking to one of the policemen who seemed increasingly uncomfortable with the situation.

“That's him!" As soon as Kronn walked outside he heard the shrill voice of a woman screaming from the street. Lorana rolled her eyes and turned to face Kronn. Two other policemen restrained the shouting woman. “Give me my son back, you beasts!" That told Kronn all he needed to know about what was happening.

“I guess we had to meet the parents at some point," Lorana said.

“Did you call the police?" Kronn said, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

“No, she did," Lorana said. “I don't know what she told them but I think they've caught on to her act at this point." She brushed a lock of dark hair from her eyes, observing as the policeman she had been talking to wrote

“I think Daniel's still asleep," Kronn said. “Do you think I should wake him?" He never got an answer to his question, hearing the front door open behind him. “Hey there," He said, trying his best to smile as Daniel's eyes went wide at the scene.

“Oh no," Daniel said. He stepped slowly out into the front yard. He was wearing one of Kronn's shirts. What would be tight on his boyfriend was way oversized, but Kronn had worn it last night and Daniel found it comforting. “What happened here?"

“Your mother decided to stop by," Kronn said, placing himself between Daniel and the others. “Don't worry about it, it's under control."

“This doesn't look very controlled," Daniel said, leaning around Kronn to see what was going on.

That was when Mary McCoy, who until now had been ably restrained by the police, spotted her son across the street. “Daniel!" She lunged across the street; the surprised policemen unable to stop her.

Daniel and Kronn could do nothing but watch in horror as Daniel's mother threw herself at them. Lorana, however, wasn't about to let the situation escalate further. Quickly intercepting the charging woman, she pushed Mary onto the ground, baring her teeth like an enraged den mother.

“Not one step further, bitch," Lorana said, holding Mary down. Even in her fury, Lorana possessed a strength that Mary would never have been able to overcome. This finally got Mary to stop struggling for a moment, and from her position on the ground she could see her son's horrified face looking down on her. Daniel was sad to witness the entire event, but his eyes betrayed the icy contempt he felt for his mother.

“Are you Daniel McCoy?" One of the policemen asked. His two colleagues got Mary up off the ground and escorted her away from the house. She didn't look back.

“I am," Daniel said, unconsciously holding onto Kronn's arm as the police questioned him. “I'm not here against my will if that's what you're going to ask." The policeman wrote his answer into a notebook, slowly shaking his head at the whole ordeal.

“Are we done now?" Lorana asked, stepping between Daniel and the policeman. “I don't think there's anything more for you to do here."

“I apologise for all this ma'am," The policeman said. “We're just doing our job. If someone claims that their child has been taken away from them, we have to investigate."

“Let's get back inside," Kronn said, pulling Daniel with him back into the house. Even with the door shut, they could hear Lorana arguing with the police. “I don't think I need to ask you how you feel," Kronn said. Daniel shook his head.

“I'm sorry I dragged your family into this," Daniel said, shuffling his naked feet against the tile floor. Wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of pants, the cold air had chased any warmth out of his body.

“Don't apologise, love," Kronn said, taking one of Daniel's hands in his. “You're not a burden, never think that about yourself. You hear me?" Daniel nodded in response. “Besides, if you were a burden," Kronn said, grinning as he bent his legs to get down to Daniel's height. “Would I be able to do this?" He hooked one arm around Daniel's torso and the other behind his knees, sweeping the shorter boy into his arms.

“Maybe you're just really strong?" Daniel said, laughing as Kronn manhandled him. At least for the moment, he could stop worrying about his family.

“Oh, I am," Kronn said, leaning in to kiss Daniel's cheek. “I'll spend as much time as you want showing you exactly how much I can lift."

“I think I'd like that," Daniel said, smiling as Kronn planted small kisses down his cheeks and finally onto his mouth. He laid his arms around Kronn's thick neck, pulling them together as their mouths opened, tasting each other.

Daniel closed his eyes, happy to let Kronn's larger tongue fill his mouth. Feeling Kronn's thick tusks press into his skin reminded him of who he was with. How small and tame he himself was in comparison.

“It's early still, do you want to go back to bed?" Kronn asked, brushing the early morning hair out of Daniel's eyes.

“What about your mum? She's still out there," Daniel said, nodding toward the front door. They could faintly make out the sounds of Lorana arguing with the increasingly exhausted police officers.

“If we wait for her, we'll grow old and die here," Kronn said. He tried his hardest to make Daniel smile. He knew his boyfriend had a lot on his mind, but if he could show him that everything could be alright, then maybe eventually it would.

“I doubt I'll sleep any more, but okay," Daniel said, letting Kronn carry him back up the stairs.

“You look cute in that shirt, by the way," Kronn said, kicking his bedroom door shut behind them.

“Thanks, I figured since it fit you so well it might rub off a little on me," Daniel said.

“You looked amazing even without it," Kronn said, gently laying Daniel down on his bed, following close behind and pulling the covers over them. “Also, it makes you smell like me. I like that."

“You're so possessive," Daniel said and smiled, snuggling close to Kronn, enjoying the warmth from his boyfriend's body.

“Maybe, but you like that about me," Kronn said, pulling the covers tight around them.

- 2 years later -

“I had a call from your mother today," Daniel said, putting the last plate in the dishwasher. “She wanted to talk about your birthday." Daniel turned around to see Kronn lean his head back in exasperation. “I can't keep making excuses for you on this one, love. She wants to celebrate her only son's birthday."

“It worked well enough last year," Kronn said, closing his book and putting it away on the coffee table. “Can't you work your magic again?"

“Last year we were in the middle of moving in here, and you still had to submit to some celebrations once we were just a bit settled in. Besides, why would I?" Daniel said, leaning back against the kitchen counter. “I sympathise with her on this one, I want to celebrate your birthday too. You're the mushiest person I know but you won't let us do stuff for you once a year." Kronn closed his eyes and pretended not to hear. Maybe if he ignored it the problem would go away on its own. “Why are you so against it? You have no issue when it's other people."

“I've never enjoyed birthdays. They make me feel old."

“You're twenty-five years old, you goof," Daniel said. “You have no right to call yourself old."

“You wouldn't understand, you're younger than me," Kronn said, smiling as Daniel shook his head. “Besides, what if Orcs age differently from Humans? Have you considered that?"

“Now you're just making things up," Daniel said, wringing the water out of a dishrag and hanging it to dry. “We don't have to do anything big, but this is out of your hands. I'll call Lorana and make some plans, with any luck I can convince her to keep things low profile enough."

“Alright, fine." Kronn groaned, watching as Daniel finished cleaning the kitchen.

“I don't want to make assumptions," Daniel said, drying his hands and walking out of the kitchen into the living room. “But don't feel guilty about letting people do nice things for you."

“Now who's being mushy?" Kronn said, leaning back against the sofa cushions.

“You are, you told me that first," Daniel said, standing behind the couch. “It was sound advice; I'm just returning the favour." Kronn leaned his head back and Daniel ran his fingers through his thick, brown hair.

“Touché," Kronn said, stretching his arms up and around Daniel standing behind him. “Now that I think of it though, I actually do have a birthday plan I'd like to discuss with you." Daniel raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Come sit with me and I'll tell you about it."

Daniel walked around the sofa and sat down beside Kronn, smiling as the Orc immediately pulled him up onto his lap instead.

“We don't have to do this on my birthday per se, but I thought maybe we could go somewhere together over a weekend or so?"

“That sounds nice," Daniel said, resting his head against Kronn's soft belly. “Anywhere specific you had in mind?"

“You remember my uncle that you met a few months ago?" Kronn said.

“A weekend with your uncle?" Daniel said, looking up at Kronn in disbelief. They'd met at a family function Kronn couldn't get out of, and the uncle in question had proven to be an enthusiastic drinker. On the whole, Daniel found him to be entertaining, albeit in small doses.

“Not exactly, we'd be desperate to leave by the first day," Kronn said, laughing at his boyfriend's visible discomfort. “He has a small house a few hours north, close to Van Horne, I think he'd be happy to let us stay there for a few days."

“What kind of place is it?"

“It's beautiful, he showed me some pictures and I think you'd love it. It's just by a lake, nothing around but trees. It's got running water but no electricity."

“Just an excuse for you to chop firewood then," Daniel said. “My handsome lumberjack." He smiled as Kronn flexed one of his arms.

“A great excuse to hold you tight by the fire," Kronn said. “It's going to be cold, so you'll have to stay close for warmth."

“You know I'm always down for that," Daniel said. Laid back against his boyfriend, he could barely reach up to touch Kronn's face with his hands. Kronn closed his eyes as those small fingers ran through his soft beard. His whole body shivered as Daniel's fingers ran up and down the side of one of his thick tusks. They felt more like horns than teeth, equally useful for biting into meat and for feeling the touch of a loved one's fingers.

“What do you think, should I call him and check when we could borrow the place?" Kronn said, leaning his face against Daniel's soft hands.

“I think it sounds perfect," Daniel said. “Getting snowed in together sounds like a sweet weekend plan."

“That's the answer I was hoping for."

“Well let's be real here," Daniel said. “What're the chances I'd be against it?"

“Maybe if my uncle got involved a bit more?"

“Good point, I would veto that," Daniel said. “I mean, if you really wanted to spend time with him, I would pull through, don't get me wrong…"

“I'd much rather be alone with you," Kronn said.

“Me too," Daniel replied, locking eyes with his boyfriend. Kronn had amazing eyes, he thought. Deep brown, always with a kind glimmer in them. Full of love for the world around him, but never with naiveté.

“I was thinking the same weekend as my birthday," Kronn said. “We can knock out the celebration with my dear mother early, and then disappear for a few days."

“Will I even be allowed to mention that you've gotten a year older?" Daniel said. Kronn began to answer but he interrupted. “Don't worry, it sounds like a perfect plan. If you're not keen on birthdays it's fine with me."

“Thanks, love," Kronn said, taking one of Daniels hands in his.

“I'm still going to get you something, you can't weasel yourself out of it completely. It's not all about you," Daniel said, grimacing at Kronn as he rolled his eyes.

“Fine, if you insist," Kronn said, not quite smiling.

“I'm afraid I do," Daniel said, holding one of Kronn's hands. “Oh, and there's another thing you can't get out of." Daniel leaned into Kronn's side, looking up at the Orc. “You stink. Much as I find it exciting now, you need to shower before it becomes unattractive."

“You and my mother sound more alike for every day that passes," Kronn teased, laughing as Daniel frowned.

“I'm better at cooking than she is, and Lorana barely has a sense of smell," Daniel said, folding his arms. “I like to think I'm trying to bring out your better self."

“Well, that's admirable," Kronn said, standing up off the couch, bringing Daniel with him in the process. “But you're right, let's get clean."

“We might do more than that," Daniel said, laughing as he saw Kronn immediately crack a smile. “Oh, don't give me that look, how unexpected was it really?"

“You never know, maybe one day you'll get tired of me and want something more exciting," Kronn said as they entered the bathroom and watched Daniel remove his shirt and pants. “Were we not supposed to shower?" Kronn smiled as Daniel approached him, running his hands across his bare torso.

“I thought you looked hot," Daniel said, running his hand down Kronn's arm, admiring the power contained beneath the skin. Kronn grinned and lifted his arm, flexing his heavy bicep against Daniel's lithe hands.

“This what you wanted?" Kronn said. Eyes narrowed, he watched as Daniel craned his neck to lick the underside of his muscled arm. Seeing his smaller boyfriend reverently appreciate his body always got him going. “I can do you one better," He said, grabbing Daniels neck with his free hand and pushing him inward, planting the Human's face right in his armpit. Daniel moaned as he inhaled, letting the feral, masculine musk fill his lungs.

'What would his dad say if he saw this?' Kronn thought, teeth bared as Daniel raked his soft tongue through his hairy armpit. He didn't say it out loud, thinking it would kill the mood. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but find some measure of satisfaction in the thought.

“Find something you like?" Kronn said, smirking as Daniel's hands travelled south over his belly down toward his crotch.

“Yeah, I want your dick."

“I see foreplay is over," Kronn said, supressing a laugh as Daniel stepped out of his underwear and kneeled down on the tile floor. Daniel in turn rolled his eyes and grabbed the hem of Kronn's sweatpants, swiftly pulling them down. “Do I at least get bonus points for wearing clothes inside like you asked?"

“If you didn't," Daniel began, planting his face in the tight space between Kronn's thighs, letting the filled-to-bursting pouch of his red briefs rest on his face. “I would have to do this all the time, and I'd never get anything done."

“That doesn't sound so bad," Kronn said, gripping the back of Daniel's head and shoving him against his sizeable – if still contained – manhood. “I could get used to keeping you here. Just be a good boy and stay on my cock, I'll do everything else."

Foreplay clearly wasn't over quite yet.

Daniel groaned as he buried his face against the thin cloth separating him from the beast he was hoping to awaken. His face growing moist with a mixture of his own saliva and sweat as he worked over the fabric with his mouth open. Kronn had worked out earlier in the day and had clearly not bothered to clean off since then. 'He knows me too well,' Daniel thought.

“Let me help you out," Kronn said, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and peeling the now-soaked garment from his skin. As soon as his underwear hit the floor, Daniel found his face being roughly shoved back against the fully exposed Orc cock. Opening his mouth, Daniel let his tastebuds be assaulted with the unconcentrated taste of virility flowing off his boyfriend's loins.

At some point after they got their apartment together, Kronn had stopped showering after the gym. It didn't take a genius to figure out why he did. For all his bluster about keeping the place clean, nothing made Daniel more willing to get on his knees than Kronn marking him with his scent.

As Kronn smeared Daniel's smaller human face with his oversized manhood, that's what he was doing. Marking what was his. He'd scare away any danger, beat any challenger, and they would all know that Kronn Windsong was in charge here.

“Enjoying yourself?" Kronn asked. Daniel didn't need to answer him, his current position was enough. His mouth was opened wide, tongue stretched out to bathe Kronn's enormous bull balls in his spit. He'd already had dinner, and Kronn was happy to let him have dessert. “Good boy…" Kronn whispered, slowly stroking his thickening dick while his boyfriend got drunk on his scent and taste.

Kronn let Daniel serve his nuts for another few minutes before he pulled the Human off of him. Face wet with spit and sweat, Daniel had barely a moment to catch his breath before his mouth was filled with the head of Kronn's manhood. For a moment, Kronn let Daniel swirl his tongue around the ridged crown of his cock. With his arousal mounting, spoonfuls of syrupy precum streamed from the tip of the deep green glans. Daniel greedily drank all of it, eyes closed in enjoyment. Soon, however, Kronn needed more.

With a gentle tap on his cheek, Kronn let Daniel know to hold his breath. The Human nodded back up at Kronn, earning a gentle stroke of his hair. Slowly, Kronn began to pull Daniel's face toward him. The Human's throat opened willingly in recognition of the veined spire. It'd taken much practice, but Daniel could take everything Kronn had to give him by now.

Daniel moaned around Kronn's cock as his nose was pressed against the Orc's pelvis. It was so easy for him to sink into this headspace. Kronn could gently hold his head and guide him up and down, his throat slowly milking the Orc. He became a receptacle to be filled, a small and simple being that Kronn could lovingly dominate.

“Good boy, you're doing so well," Kronn said, his hands slowly massaging Daniel's throat, marvelling at the obscene bulge that moved up and down as he thrust in and out. Daniel's hands held tightly onto Kronn's thighs, stroking the thick musculature covered by a layer of fat. Occasionally his nails would dig in as Kronn thrust more aggressively. Wordlessly communicating what he could take. Encouraging the Orc to use him.

“You ready, love?" Kronn said, groaning as he thrust his thick cock in and out of Daniel's welcoming mouth. “I'm gonna fill you up, give you everything you need." Kronn held Daniel's head in a vice grip, grinding the Human's head against him. “Take it, take it all…" Kronn barely got the last part out, his words swallowed and mangled by a mounting roar from his very core.

Daniel tightly held onto his legs as Kronn's cock swelled even further, before the floodgates opened. Instantly, Daniel felt a familiar warmth fill his stomach as a river of thick seed burst forth into him. Kronn's grip eased somewhat and he was allowed to pull back a tiny bit. His eyes stayed closed, feeling every shot of Kronn's fertile cum fill his belly. If he'd been full earlier, he was stuffed now.

Slowly, Daniel pulled back until just the swollen head of Kronn's cock was still in his mouth. Even a full thirty seconds later, spurts of seed filled his mouth. He savoured every mouthful he got, rolling his tongue around the rich cream. A Human could never hope to compete with what an Orc could produce. Kronn filled him in a way that no one else could.

As his climax abated, Kronn let his previously dominant hands caress Daniel's hair and cheeks, smiling down as his boyfriend nursed on his softening manhood. Daniel let the swollen shaft fall from his lips and leaned in to gently touch his lips to Kronn's large bull nuts. Laying kiss after kiss on the soft skin, he imagined he could feel them pulsate, busy making more for him.

“Fuck, you're something else," Kronn said, helping Daniel to his feet and into his waiting arms. He slowly moved forward until Daniel was sandwiched between him and the bathroom wall, Kronn's strong arms holding him up. “Let's see what you taste like," Kronn said, bending his knees but holding Daniel against the same position on the wall.

“That feels so good," Daniel moaned as Kronn's thick tongue rolled against his balls. Daniel was so small in comparison, his entire package fit comfortably inside Kronn's mouth, his skin framed perfectly by Kronn's thick tusks pressing into his pelvis. Kronn wasn't about to complain, hearing Daniel's tortured moans as he stimulated every inch of his lover's most sensitive spots was music to his ears. Well, almost every spot.

After making sure that Daniel's slim legs were securely over his shoulders, Kronn stuck one of his fingers in his mouth, coating it in his thick saliva. He made sure to run his finger around Daniel's dick together with his tongue, grinning at the gasp from above.

Looking up at Daniel's flushed face, Kronn slowly ran his well lubricated finger down Daniel's backside, quickly finding the intended target. At first, he gently caressed his lover's smooth, dimpled hole, pushing inward when he heard Daniel moan louder.

Soon, Kronn had worked his finger in a few centimetres, meticulously stretching the tiny opening to accommodate him. Every time he pushed inward a little more, he felt Daniel's member throb with excitement in his mouth, rewarding him with small drops of precum every time.

“Oh god, please Kronn let me-“ Daniel's sentence froze in his throat as Kronn aggressively sunk the rest of his finger inside Daniel at once, while simultaneously sealing his lips around the furiously throbbing Human cock in his mouth. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," Daniel babbled like a broken record as Kronn's finger pushed against his prostate, bringing him right to the edge. The Orc wasn't about to let him get off so easily, Kronn was going to enjoy the moment.

Suspended as he were, Daniel had no means of getting himself off, he was completely at Kronn's mercy. Even if he tried to buck forward, Kronn held him tight against the wall. Daniel's only hope was that his boyfriend would eventually let him come.

Kronn knew exactly how to play Daniel. At a glacial pace, he rolled Daniel's smaller cock and nuts around with his tongue, his finger rubbing circles against the Human's prostate. Every so often, he'd push a little harder, suck a little faster. Daniel would let out a high-pitched moan, his hands balled into fists against the glazed tile wall behind him.

Daniel knew that Kronn was perfectly happy to return the favour and get Daniel off the way he himself did, but afterward they both agreed that this was more fun. It played to their respective desires so perfectly. Kronn felt strong, in charge. To Daniel, it was about being deliciously helpless even when he was the one getting off.

“You ready?" Kronn asked, opening his lips just enough to get the words out.

“Yes, yes, yes," Daniel nodded his head, watching as Kronn smirked, not moving a single muscle to bring about his release. “Please let me cum, I'm desperate." Daniel begged, his voice hoarse from moaning and from taking Kronn's impressive package.

Daniel screamed as Kronn closed his mouth and sucked the air out of his mouth, instantly surrounding his sensitive cock with his wonderfully prehensile tongue. He could feel every ripple, every individual tastebud rake against his overstimulated member. At the same time, Kronn pressed his finger hard against Daniel's prostate, making waves of tranquilising pleasure radiate through Daniel's body.

Daniel whimpered as he came. His toes were curled tight as ropes of cum blasted against the roof of Kronn's mouth. The Orc drank it all down as quick as he could. Daniel's seed was sugary sweet, Kronn couldn't get enough of it. As Daniel's orgasm came to an end, Kronn gently sucked on his softening dick, making sure that every drop ended up in his belly where it belonged.

Daniel slumped against the wall, tired but smiling as Kronn let his swollen package go, mischievously licking his lips. Kronn rose up fully, bringing Daniel back into his embrace.

“Enjoy yourself?" Kronn asked, nuzzling the side of Daniel's face.

“Very much," Daniel said, turning his head to meet Kronn's lips. They kissed slowly, both smiling in contentment.

“You smell like balls," Kronn said, laughing as Daniel rolled his eyes at him. “Suits you, though. Maybe you should keep it?"

“Tempting, but we're in here for a reason," Daniel said, nudging Kronn's face to look in the direction of the shower cubicle. Having received his marching orders, Kronn walked over into the large shower.

Neither said much while they showered. Kronn lathered his hands and scrubbed Daniel, gently caressing every part of his body. He loved the feeling of running both his hands down Daniel's chest and stomach, almost completely encircling the smaller body with his hands.

Once they had showered and dried off, they ended up in the bedroom. Kronn lay back on the bed and patted the spot next to him. Daniel joined him, resting his head against Kronn's shoulder.

“It's early still," Daniel said, looking out the window. It was dark out, but the lights and sounds from the neighbourhood told him night hadn't fully arrived yet.

“We've become a boring, old couple," Kronn said. “In bed by ten on a Friday. No weekend plans. Maybe we'll watch a documentary tomorrow before going to bed early again."

“Speak for yourself, you're the old man here."

“Even more impressive how I bagged a young beauty like yourself then," Kronn rolled over, quickly scooping Daniel into his arms and holding the Human against his chest. “How'd I manage that one, huh? No riches to speak of, I don't even have a flat stomach to show off at the beach."

“Anyone who sees you at the beach is going to be as turned on as I am, no doubt," Daniel said, hugging Kronn's belly. “Radiant personality and a hot body, you're a winning lottery ticket."

“I could say the same," Kronn said, running his fingers through Daniel's still wet hair before yawning. “Must be my age showing there."

“You want to get an early night?" Daniel said, snuggling up against Kronn's chest.

“Sounds like a good idea," Kronn said, enjoying the feeling of Daniel's hands against his chest and stomach.

“Let's do it," Daniel said, sitting up and jumping off the bed. He walked over to the bathroom, where Kronn shortly joined him. The floor was still wet from earlier and Daniel tried in vain not to get his feet wet.

They both brushed their teeth together. Daniel just spit out his mouthwash as Kronn opened a small case of tools he kept in the bathroom cupboard. He produced a coarse brush and a file from the leather case. Daniel watched as Kronn put them to work on his tusks, filing down any irregularities and brushing away the dust and tiny fragments that came loose.

“See something you like?" Kronn said, eyes twinkling at Daniel as he worked over his tusks.

“Of course," Daniel said, observing Kronn.

“You're paying an awful lot of attention to my chompers," Kronn said, checking himself in the mirror before flashing Daniel a tusked smile. “Do you have another weirdo fetish I'm unaware of?"

“Weirdo? Fetish?" Daniel said in mock offense. “I would never carry on with such deviancy."

“So, what's the deal then?" Kronn said, leaning closer to Daniel.

“Well, I don't exactly have any tusks of my own, do I? I guess I've got a fleeting interest in how they work." Daniel said, looking defiantly into Kronn's eyes.

“Fair enough I guess," Kronn said, putting away the brush and file in their case before storing it away in the bathroom cupboard. “Though it's mildly disturbing that you'd choose that particular part to be so fascinated by. Dentistry isn't very sexy."

“Is it actually dentistry?" Daniel said as they exited the bathroom. “They're not really like teeth, are they?"

“You might be technically correct," Kronn said, lying down on the bed while Daniel turned out the lights in the flat. “But this sounds like something you would ask an agony aunt about, not your boyfriend."

“Maybe, I'll stop pestering you once I got an aunt handy," Daniel said, taking his place next to Kronn who immediately embraced him from behind, spooning him close. “Good night, love."

“Good night," Kronn said, smiling as Daniel's hands sought out his under the covers.