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"This is Maul. State your business."

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[survivalthroughhate]

[Maul continued to provide and take pleasure as they got into a rhythm of things. Eventually, when he felt he could take no more, he orgasmed, something as much emotional as it was physical.

He kept going with Reaper until he was sure the other man had been pleasured the same way. Then he collapsed on top of him, a little sweaty and very, very pleased. He traced small nonsense patterns on Reaper’s skin as he lay there.]

How was that for you?

[He asked.]

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[His red eyes fluttered as that hand continued to stroke him, hips moving in conjunction so he could also maximize his own pleasure. He made a soft amused noise when it seemed the Zabrak managed to orgasm before he did, and that spoke volumes to how long it had been for Maul. God it was hot as hell, so much so that he continued to suck on that finger anyway.

His breath deepened and became more ragged, and his hips lost some of their smooth motions as he came closer and tipped over the edge of his own pleasure into orgasm. He groaned loudly, finally releasing Maul's finger so he could tip his head back and arch as heat and pleasure overrode the normal pain of his existence. It felt better than it had any right to.

His arms slipped around Maul, breath coming deep and contented as he nestled his face into the Zabrak's sweaty neck and let him just bask in the post-coital bliss. So Christmas wasn't so bad this year.]

Very good. You know what you're doing, that's for certain. Was it worth it for you?

[Maul's physical disability would be telling on how well their sex life would be. He wanted to accommodate after all.]

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[There was a genuine smile of pleasure on Maul's face the like of which hadn't really been seen yet in Deerington. The expression 'You need to get laid' was often meant as an insult but it truly was something that Maul had needed in his life. So much of the tension had been lifted from him, even if it was only temporarily, and he lay there curled up against Reaper in sheer bliss.

He had just enough leftover in him to lean in and kiss Reaper sweetly on the lips before he pulled back, completely and utterly spent.]

Does that answer your question?

[If this is what Christmas was like every year, Maul could greatly come to enjoy this strange Earth celebration. He traces an idle pattern over Reaper's skin lightly with one of his claws, happy beyond belief.]

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[Even he who had seen some of the softer sides of Maul that other's might not have been privy to raised his eyebrows at the sight of the smile that was on the Zabrak's lips. It relaxed him, allowing him to just ease onto the floor where he was laying and bask in the moment as the post-coital haze allowed him to let his guard down almost completely to Maul.

This was all worth sacrificing a part of a wall, he thought. He'd even do so again if it meant something like this.

His lips twitched with the kiss, which he gladly returned as he tightened his one arm around Maul's waist and the other found its way across the Zabrak's muscled shoulders.]

Definitely. Best present to start with, I think.

[He sighed contently and closed his eyes, letting his mind drift as he relished the situation. Yeah, yeah, he'd have to clean them both up at some point, but not now. He wanted to just lay here and imagine that this big step in their relationship would not be one he would come to regret. This time would be different, right?]