Laxus snarled at his challenge and

Laxus snarled at his challenge and slowly pulled himself back only to slam back into his heat. Gajeel gasped as his head hit the nerves that made up his g-spot, his body shaking at the pleasure that filled his core. Laxus was stroking his manhood, pounding into him relentlessly as he sought his own release. Sweat was starting to bead on both men's foreheads and Gajeel bit his lip to keep from calling out.

Sick of Gajeel's pride, Laxus trailed his claws up Gajeel's torso, collar, throat, until he forced two of his fingers into the Iron Mage's mouth, "Don't you dare hold back," Laxus huffed, gritting his teeth to hold back a moan as he spoke.

Gajeel tossed his head so that Laxus released his mouth and let a moan escape him in order to please his partner. In response, Laxus pounded into him harder and dug his nails into Gajeel's scaled thighs.

"Fuck, Laxus," Gajeel huffed, feeling like he was about to topple over the edge, "I'm going to…"

"Yeah," Laxus gasped, breathless at the sensations building inside of him, "Just a… little…"

Both cursed as they soared over the edge. Gajeel's heat constricted around Laxus, making him tremble as pleasure seared through his body. Gajeel's seed spilled all over his stomach, hand, and chest and he collapsed back against the rock face. Laxus leaned down to take one more heat-filled kiss before reluctantly pulling out of Gajeel. Laxus sank into the water, letting it wash away the cum and sweat from his chest.

"Well, that was fun," Laxus grunted, stretching his arms above his head.

Gajeel didn't reply, just glared at him out of the corners of his eyes. If he was honest, he felt slightly embarrassed at being the one that had to submit in their battle for dominance. Maybe it was his scorn or the heat that drove him forward, but he could already feel his member begin to recover. He approached Laxus, whose back was turned to him, and reached around his waste to massage his flaccid manhood. He felt Laxus stiffen and let out a groan.