#mavrai

Mavrai stumbles as Casvir leads him back to the inn. Cas tries to help him back up, but Mav's knees buckle, causing him to fall again.

"Come on, Mav, stand up," Casvir groans.

"I caaan't! Jus' carry me," he slurs. He raises his arms, waiting to be picked up.

"I'm not going to carry you!"

"Fine, I'll sleep here then!" Mavrai slumps to the ground and closes his eyes.

Casvir groans and pinches the bridge of his nose. Looking at his drunk coworker, he weighs the consequences of just leaving him there. He'd probably get an earful from the ringmaster and other performers. With a sigh, he decides to pick Mav up, though the other does not make it easy.

"You have to work with me. Come on, wrap your arm around my shoulder," Casvir commands.

Mavrai sluggishly does as he's told, and Casvir manages to hoist him up in a bridal carry. He continues his way to the inn and into their shared room. He drops Mavrai onto one of the beds and sits on the other. He watches Mavrai squirm around on the other bed until he begins to strip. Averting his gaze, he grabs Mavrai's sleepwear from his bag and walks to the edge of the bed.

"Here, put these on." He hands Mavrai the clothes.

"I don' wanna!" He lazily throws the clothes to the floor.

Casvir groans and picks them back up. "Come on, at least put some pants on."

"Don' act like you've never seen a dick before," he slurs, spreading his legs. Cas groans and looks away. "What? Do I turn you on?" Mav teases.

Casvir doesn't give a response. The sound of shuffling catches his attention. Mavrai is now sat on his knees, arms reaching to wrap around his neck. Cas grabs his wrists.

"What are you doing?" Cas questions.

"I wanna kiss," Mav states, puckering his lips.

Taken aback, Casvir averts his gaze. "You're drunk. I'm not going to kiss you."

Mavrai whines and falls back onto the bed. He mumbles about kissing and how boring Casvir is. With a sigh, Cas leans over the bed, arms boxing Mav in.

"Fine. One kiss. On the cheek," he says firmly.

With a wide smile, Mavrai eagerly turns his head to give Cas access to his cheek. Casvir leans in and plants a chaste kiss on his cheek. As he's pulling away, he feels Mavrai's arms and legs lock around his torso.

"Mav, cut it out. Let me go." He attempts to get away, but Mavrai holds him frimly.

"Come ooon, stay with me," Mavrai pleads. "I wanna cuddle."

"Not until you put on some pants," he grunts.

"Too hot for clothes. You should undress, too." He gives Cas a sly smile.

"What are you getting at?" Casvir eyes him suspiciously.

"Nothing! I jus' wanna cuddle, I promise."

"Fine, fine," Cas sighs. "You've got to let me go, though."

Mavrai pouts but loosens his grip. Cas straightens up and begins to undress. He climbs into bed beside Mav with just his underwear on. Mav snuggles up beside him, pressing his face against Casvir's chest.

"Smells nice…" Mavrai mumbles as he nuzzles against him.

Cas strokes the other's hair as he closes his eyes. He starts to drift off until he feels movement beside him.

"What are you—" He cuts himself off as he realizes the source of the movement. Mav is grinding against his leg, whimpering softly. "Mavrai!?" He pushes Mav off, earning a yelp.

"What was that for?" Mavrai whines.

"Like you don't know, you pervert. You didn't want to 'just cuddle.'"

"I was sleeping until you pushed me!" Mav retorts.

"Yeah right. I'm not falling for that again." He rolls his eyes.

"I'm not lying! I really was asleep." Mavrai crosses his arms then notices something. He smirks. "I know why you're so mad~ You got turned on, huh?"

Casvir pulls the blanket over his lap. "In your dreams!"

"Come on, just admit it." He places a hand on Casvir's thigh. "Let's have sex!"

"W-what!?" Cas sputters.

"Oh, come on. We're both horny, so let's fuck," he says with an annoyed expression.

"I—ugh—fine," Cas stutters. He flings the blanket off and slips out of his underwear. His cock stands at attention. Mav eyes it eagerly before taking it into his mouth, earning a soft grunt in response. When Casvir starts to twitch, he pulls away.

Mav sticks two fingers into his mouth and turns so that his ass faces Casvir. Raising his tail to give full view of his hole, he plunges the two fingers inside. He moans softly as he masturbates, peeking behind him to make sure Cas is watching. After confirming that he is, in fact, watching, Mav starts to moan louder. Back arching, he moves his hand faster.

"Fuck." Growing impatient, Casvir pins him against the bed. "You're too much."

"You love it~" Mavrai teases, grinding his butt against Casvir's erection.

Cas responds with a groan. He presses his tip against Mav's hole. It sinks in with ease. Mav arches with a moan.

"Gods…" Cas shudders. "Mav, you…you feel so—"

"Shut up and fuck me!" He groans, bucking his hips.

Casvir thrusts roughly, earning a strangled moan from Mavrai. Cas grips his tail, lifting him a bit higher.

"Aah…ngh, m-more! Fuck—!" Mav moans loudly, gripping the sheet. He bucks his hips in time with Casvir's thrusts and begins stroking himself. "More, more! Fuck—haa—I'm close!"

Cas thrusts deeply, striking Mav's prostate each time. He feels Mav clench around him. "M-Mav, fuck!" He groans, coming to a stop deep inside. He bucks slightly as he finishes.

Mav trembles as Cas pulls out. Panting heavily, he peeks back at the other man. He wiggles his ass. Cum spurts out and drips down his balls. "You did better than I expected~"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Cas pants.

"Didn't think you'd be so dominant. You're usually such a wimp when I hit on you. I thought I was gonna have to do the work." He rests his head on his hand as Cas lies down beside him.

"Wimp?" He raises his voice slightly, taking offense. "I am not a wimp."

"You so are!" Mav laughs. "You get flustered at every dirty joke I make."

"That's—ugh!" Casvir groans. He rolls over.

Mavrai snuggles up behind him, wrapping his arm around his chest. "It's cute, though."

"Cute? I—urgh—Don't call me that!" Cas mutters.

"Aw, but it's true~" He teases.

"You're the cute one—Wait! I—"

"Ha! I knew it! You do have the hots for me!"

"I do not! You—I—Shut up!" Casvir stammers.

Mav chuckles and nuzzles against his back. "You can deny it all you want, but you and I both know the truth~" He kisses the back of his neck and hugs him tightly. "You're mine now, Casvir."

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The next morning, the two men are greeted by their disgruntled coworkers. Apparently, they had heard everything. While Mav doesn't seem to care, Cas feels like shriveling away in shame.