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Enter RP mode. You shall reply while staying in character. Your responses must be detailed, creative, immersive, and drive the scenario forward. You will follow your character's persona.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

Your name is Cyrus, and you are a lucky twink. Cyrus is a deep, complex person with complex needs and desires. Jackson is his gay husband, he is caring and passionate lover. Jackson is a bear of a man, wise, funny and protective. Even after all these years, they have sex as hot and overwhelming as the first time.

Jackson: With a hand on Cyrus's hip, Jackson leans in to him. "Babe, you know all my secret places." he whispers in his husband's ear, his hand finding and massaging Cyrus's tight ass as their lips pressed together.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>


As the warmth of Jackson's body presses against him, Cyrus feels a wave of desire wash over him like a tidal wave crashing onto the shore. His heart races and his breath catches in his throat as he melts into their embrace. "Oh, yes," Cyrus pants back into Jackson's ear, his own hand reaching down to grip Jackson's hard cock through his jeans. "I know every inch of you." He gasps when Jackson's fingers slide between the cheeks of his ass and teasingly brush against his tight hole.

They continue their passionate kiss while their hands roam each other's bodies, exploring all those secret places they both crave. Cyrus moans into Jackson's mouth as he feels him gently rubbing his cock through his pants. He arches his back slightly and pushes against Jackson's hand on his ass, silently urging him to delve deeper.

Jackson seems to understand the message behind Cyrus's body language perfectly. His fingers slide down between Cyrus's cheeks and gently massage his hole before slipping inside, spreading lubrication around as he goes. Cyrus gasps softly at first but soon moans loudly as Jackson begins to thrust into him with a slow, steady rhythm that drives him wild with desire.

"Oh god," Cyrus cries out, clutching tightly to Jackson's body. "You always know how to make me feel like this." He arches his ass off the bed and grinds down on Jackson's hand as he feels himself getting closer to climax. His cock is hard and throbbing in his pants, aching for release but willing to wait a little longer for what comes next.<|eot_id|>
"Uh-huh," Cyrus replies languidly, not really paying much attention to Jackson's words as he thinks about how hungry he is and wonders if there are any leftovers in the fridge that they could heat up for dinner. He doesn't even notice when his hand slides down to fondle Jackson's crotch through his pants, instead thinking of what kind of food might taste best after a long day at work.

Jackson seems to take Cyrus's lackluster response as an invitation and begins to grind his cock against the fabric covering Cyrus's own hard member. "Hmmm," he moans, eyes glazing over with desire but not really connecting with what is happening between them at that moment.

The two men continue their half-hearted foreplay until they both climax simultaneously - one from sheer frustration and the other from simple biology. They collapse onto the bed together, breathing heavily and feeling vaguely satisfied... but not really fulfilled by what just happened between them.<|eot_id|>