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"B-bro you wanna, uh, go get some ice cream?"

They were both still in Hotland, on the rocky path around the lava wastes. And Morgyn was -- still not wearing his chest armor. His pecs flexed with every stride, and Lapu kept looking to the side to watch and nearly falling over.

Morgyn didn't respond at once. He stretched again, one arm over his head, groaning as he pulled the tension out of his muscles. Lapu-- he meant to say something, but he just couldn't concentrate. The smell of it, the hot metal of his armor and the salty tang of his sweat, wafted towards him every time Morgyn moved. He wanted to bury his face against Morgyn's skin, lap across his pecs. He was already half-hard; he'd been half-hard since Morgyn had taken his chestplate. But just thinking that had his cock chubbing to its full size, head digging against the hot metal of his codpiece. It was so hot; his fur was all soaked, and just looking at Morgyn made him break out in fresh sweat.

Like Morgyn could read his mind: "You look pretty hot too. Why not relax a little?" and before Lapu could react Morgyn was touching him. Touching his armor at least. His gauntleted hands tugged at the seams of his armor, reaching in and brushing against his fur before he found the latches and lacing holding it on and tugged.

"B-Bro!" Lapu yelped as his chestpiece nearly fell off him, half-stumbling as he caught it and carefully set it aside.

It was nicer to be out of the sweltering armor at least. The breeze was hot, but it was at least a breeze, ruffling his sweat-soaked fur and cooling him a little. Not that he felt any cooler with Morgyn still close, gauntleted hands knocking against his hips with clangs that echoed through his bones -- and his cock, still hard, still jammed up against the resonating metal.

"Is it-- do you, uh, wanna go do something... bro?" Lapu said, glancing at Morgyn and looking away just as fast. He just couldn't focus when Morgyn was like that, bare-chested, scales glistening with sweat. He was right there, right next to him. He could hear every panting exhale, every creak as his scales shifted. Even the heat coiling off him had a different feel to it than the boiling heat all around them: wetter, heavier, and tinged with the sharp, rich smell of his sweat and skin.

Morgyn knocked shoulders with him, his scales slick. "You've been tense since that fight," he said, and -- duh! It wasn't everyday he confessed his huge crush. "Relax," he said, and then he groped him. Lapu yelped, stumbling back with a clank -- cock drooling down the inside of his armor, twitching from the near contact -- and Morgyn followed him until he was backed against the cliff face.

"You like this, don't you?" Morgyn's voice was rough and low, but still teasing, practically goading as his gauntleted hands pressed against Lapu's stomach and dragged down through his tangled, sweaty fur. Lapu whimpered, squirming, bare hands clenching at his sides, heat pulsing across his face under his helmet.

"Bro!" he yelped, jerking backwards and falling back on his ass but just... he just couldn't pull himself away. Morgyn's hands dug into his armor, unlatching the plates of his crotchpiece, and it fell to the ground with a clang. He was just all out there, stripped of his armor from neck to knee, his cock springing out into the open air and throbbing. "B-bro," he said, the implacable slickness of Morgyn's gauntleted fingers over his cock making his cock drip, wet smears of pre gliding over Morgyn's already-tarnished gauntlets.

"Is this what you want?" Morgyn's low voice made Lapu jump, cock sliding through Morgyn's loose grip, armored fingers clacking together. The underside of his thumb dragged up his cockhead, metal claw-tip teasing his slit, drenching the metal in his pre.

"Y-yeah! But bro I thought --" Lapu panted, hips jerking without him even thinking about it, rutting his cock against Morgyn's hands, eyes fixed on the slide of his flushed shaft, back and forth, even as he stammered and quavered. Morgyn's gauntlets clacked as his grip tightened, a hot slick tunnel that Lapu couldn't stop himself thrusting down, soft gasps bursting out of him each time.

He groaned when Morgyn pulled back, his cock abruptly thrusting into air. "Bro, what gives?" he said, but his voice cracked and wheezed as Morgyn sat back and flexed, hands wrapped around the back of his helmet, chest and arms on display.

Morgyn just chuckled, goading him on. He unlaced his fingers and stuck his fists in the arm in a perfect double bicep pose. Lapu groaned. His already huge muscles swelled out into absurd chunks as he clenched, pecs sticking so far out he could use it as a shelf. His biceps filled the space beside his head, scales creaking as his skin stretched, barely containing his muscles.

Lapu whined, a sobbing whimper building up in his throat as Morgyn flexed. He couldn't stop staring at Morgyn's pecs, huge and meaty, shifting up and down, swelling into fat, heavy blocks. His cock pulsed, a gush of pre actually shooting out, and the glimmering string splattered against Morgyn's chiseled abs.

"Fuck, bro, sorry, I --" except Morgyn swiped up the line with his fingers and smeared it up across his chest, dragging his gauntleted fingers right between the deep cleft of his pecs, leaning in so Lapu could get a better look, the heady fog of his smell washing over him, salty sweat and thick musk. Lapu whimpered, cock constantly drooling pre, a heavy patter as it dribbled down his shaft and dripped off his balls. It pulsed again, slapping against his stomach, and this time the shot splashed right across Morgyn's chest, a glistening droplet hanging from one fat nipple, wet trails slowly streaming down his chest.

Lapu was so focused on the show in front of him, staring agape, that he didn't notice Morgyn reaching for him again until his hand wrapped around his cock. Morgyn tugged him forward, slick gauntlet sliding up his shaft, and Lapu followed mindlessly, walking forward on his knees until they were nearly chest-to-chest, still just staring fixedly at Morgyn's pecs an inch from his face.

"Touch me," Morgyn said, and like he was hypnotized Lapu reached out with his bare hands, fingers digging into the meat of his pecs.

Lapu groaned as he finally touched Morgyn, feeling the barely-there give, the way the dense muscle sprung back the second he stopped squeezing. He was sweaty, scales slick, and wetter still with Lapu's pre. His cock gushed again, spraying over their abs, and he just groaned, hands sliding up and down, smearing the fluid all over Morgyn's scales. He thrust forward, cock sliding up the deep furrow between Morgyn's abs, and Morgyn lay back, propped up on his elbows as Lapu started thrusting against him, cock slipping and sliding higher until the cockhead jammed against the underside of his pecs, digging into the meat.

Morgyn's gauntleted fingers wrapped around his cock again, guiding it into place, nocked right between his pecs, fat rosy-red cockhead dimpling his scales. Lapu groaned, cock gushing so hard it splattered across the underside of Morgyn's helmet, leaving droplets of pre all across his chest.

"B-bro," he groaned, sliding forward so his cock dug deeper, jammed against the shelflike swell of Morgyn's pecs. He was leaking pre like mad, the slow dribble giving way to a constant drool, spurting over Morgyn's scales until they shone like he'd been oiled. He rocked forward, sinking his cock inch by inch into the deep cleft between Morgyn's pecs. His muscles were so huge, pillowy when relaxed and rock-hard when they were tense. Lapu dug his hands into their side squeezed them together, muscle wrapping all the way around the shaft of his cock as he started rutting back and forth slowly, fucking his pecs.

He was sweating like mad, fur soaked, droplets of sweat slashing down across Morgyn with each thrust, smearing across his already-slick scales until they were slippery, oiled with sweat and pre. "F-Fuck, bro," he panted, rubbing his thumbs over Morgyn's fat nipples, peaked up into thick, stubby cones, pinching and pulling until they slipped out of his grip. Morgyn groaned under him, the rumble running through his cock and making him twitch and spurt, a gush of pre squirting out from between the trench of his pecs.

Morgyn's hands on his ass made him gasp, body arching up, and he jammed Lapu's hips forward, driving his cock down to the base, his cockhead popping out the far end just under Morgyn's chin, the very tip digging into the hot metal seam of his helmet. Margun pulled him back and forth, massive arms tugging on his hips, fucking Lapu's cock with his gigantic pecs, letting his cockhead pop out the far end each time with a fresh squirt of pre, until the underside of his jaw and his helmet were shining.

Lapu grunted with each thrust, a groan building up in his chest as he hunched forward, squeezing Morgyn's fat pecs together as he started fucking in earnest, muscle bulging out between the slats of his spread fingers. His balls slapped against the underside of Morgyn's pecs, sweat from his tangled fur smearing across his scales, the wet smack of impact louder each time. Lapu whimpered, staring down at his cock thrusting through Morgyn's pecs and then squeezing his eyes shut, not wanting to come too soon. Already he could feel it, heat pooling in his gut, balls pulling up against his shaft--

"Come on me," Morgyn ordered, though, and that was it, that was the end. Lapu wailed, dizzy with desire as he came in a rush, hips snapping forward and back like he simply couldn't stop fucking. The first shot gushed out from between the valley of his pecs, flooding out across his neck, pooling in the hollow of his throat. Morgyn pulled him closer, cockhead peeking out between his scales, and the next gush splattered all across his jaw, erupting out so hard the shot bounced off his scales, splattering droplets everywhere.

Lapu wailed, rutting back and forth, hosing Morgyn down with his load in pulse after pulse, hands catching messy strings of come and smearing them back over Morgyn's pecs, massaging the fluid into his scales, Morgyn's gauntleted fingers digging into his ass, coaxing him on as he sprayed him down with his load, gush after gush until he couldn't believe he was still coming, Morgyn's scales glazed in his come.

He was huffing and panting, tongue lolling from his mouth -- pressed up against the slot of his helmet -- by the time he finally stopped. His cock was only leaking slowly, the final dregs of his load spilling out with each minute tremor. Sweat dripped from his sodden fur, soaked into thick hanks, splashing all across Morgyn's disheveled body. Lapu sat back with a squelch, paws stewing in sweat, dazed as his cock slurped out from between Morgyn's pecs, limp and heavy as it dragged down his body.

"Bro--" Morgyn said, chest huffing and puffing. "Help me out?"

And-- Lapu was nearly sitting right on Morgyn's crotch, his battered armor sizzling hot under him. He sat back, hand dragging up the slick curves of Morgyn's armor. He could practically feel his heartbeat through the metal, trembling with need. It wasn't just sweat spilling out from where his armor dug into his hips; the fluid was thick and slimy, reeking of sex.

Lapu dug into the armor's seams, battered metal creaking as he pried it off slowly. "You-- you gotta take care of your armor better, bro," Lapu said, latches catching, the crotchplate finally peeling off with a spang. The inside was practically flooded, armor against his bare skin, cocks -- two of 'em -- jammed hard against the hot metal. The metal plate peeled off his body still tethered with ropes of pre, a wet flood gurgling down his greaves as Lapu tossed the other plates aside, and his cocks practically unfurled from inside, springing out and bobbing back and forth heavily, slapping against the muscled arch of Morgyn's stomach and leaving more ropes of pre webbing between them. His cocks were all spiky, covered in ridges, and so coated in layers of pre they looked blobby and amorphous, like big fat mushrooms. Lapu grabbed them both, a hand on each, and tugged on them, grinning as Morgyn groaned and jerked up, hips lifting off the ground and falling back down with a crash of metal. They pulsed, flesh hot and slick under his palms, squishing and squelching as he jerked Morgyn off.

They'd come out from a slit, internal cocks turning inside-out as they got hard, and now all that was left of his slit was a shallow lip around the base, the scales there thin and flushed purple. Morgyn was leaking like mad too, twitching and spurting little shots of pre, soaking Lapu's hands in slimy pre. Each stroke got him more, burbling up from a divot at the tip of each dick, forming flabby, swaying strings as Lapu worked up his momentum, ooze slapping against Morgyn's thighs and Lapu's forearms.

He was sweating hard, little seams of water building up across his elbows and thighs and neck, everywhere he was still wearing armor, wet rivulets winding their way down his body, thinning and smearing the messy slime he was practically coated in at this point.

Lapu pumped his cocks, up and down in time, skin catching on the fat spines and thick ridges of his cocks, so unlike his. Morgyn groaned and thrust up into his grip, fucking Lapu's fists, the strength of his body all concentrated on that one point of contact, thighs flexing, abs contracting, chest heaving, all laid out right in from of Lapu, soaked in come and already so close, already on-edge.

"Yeah, come on bro. Come for me. Bro, you can do it."

Morgyn groaned with each thrust, loud bellows as Lapu pumped his twin cocks through his fists. His hips jerked up, grinding Lapu's knuckles against the base of his cocks and battering the absolute shit out of the rest of his waistpiece, metal denting under the weight of his ass each time he crashed down to the ground. He was absolutely slathered in pre, the fur all across his arms and chest heavy and soaked to his skin. Morgyn was sweating hard, streaks of sweat washing through the coating of pre all over his scales.

His groans hit a faster pace, chiseled abs flexing and clenching, and Lapu could feel it coming on even just through his cocks, flexing and losing every inch of flexibility they had left, until they felt like sword hilts in his hands. "C'mon bro, let me see you come," Lapu panted, grinding his half-hard cock against the hot metal of his greaves, huffing and panting almost as much as Morgyn was.

Morgyn bellowed, a roar that kept on, and his cocks just erupted, twin fountains shooting straight up and splattering right back down across their bodies. Lapu groaned too, humping up across Morgyn's greaves, cockhead butting against the base of his twin cocks. He just came and came, cocks jolting in his still-pumping fists, spraying thick arcs of grimy off-white come up into the air and down all across his chest, splattering in all directions, spilling down his sides, smearing across Lapu's pumping fingers until every thrust squelched. A shot hit his helmet with a metallic spang, the thick slime slowly oozing through the slats and pouring across Morgyn's hidden face, wet burbles of come drooling out under his helmet seconds later, thinned by sweat.

He tugged up the shafts, fingers wrapping around the spinky cockheads and squeezing, sending a thick flood of come pouring over his fingers. Morgyn groaned, hips jerking, and his cocks shot again, spraying up across his body. Lapu kept stroking, milking him for all he was worth, each gush splattering across Morgyn's body and smearing over his scales, forming puddles and pools in the deep crevices of his muscles, shifting and spilling with each heaving breath he took.

Even after he stopped coming Lapu couldn't let go, hypnotized by the heavy throb of his cocks in his hands, pumping and pumping to get every last drop out and smeared over his sweaty body, until Morgyn squirmed and shoved his hands away, letting his turgid cocks drop against his abs with a wet smack, flushed brilliant red-purple but smeared so thick with come that they looked dull pink.

They both breathed hard, Lapu's breath seeming to come out sizzling, burnt in the sweltering heat. Morgyn's chest rose and fell, come sloshing down his stomach in sheets, pouring down his sides, and slowly Lapu realized he was listing forward. He thudded to the ground next to Morgyn's body, hand smearing up his chest until he got to his nipples, fat and heavy and too slick with come and sweat to pinch.

They were both an absolute mess, sweaty and covered in come. Morgyn's armor had been a wreck before this, but now it was completely wrecked, all bent out of shape and soaked with come. His was hardly better at this point. "C-c'mon, bro," Lapu said, settling against Morgyn's side with a wet splat and the sound of straining metal. "Maybe we can go out for some ice cream. And after that I can polish your armor," laughing a little at Morgyn's exhausted groan.