Chapter 6

The refilled cup landed on the ground, rolling away as Jim was on his feet too, right behind the other two. 

"He shouldn't be having nightmares like this..." Jay said with worry clear in his voice.

"What should we do?" Jim touched an inked forearm, hoping that his touch would calm Corey down, but it didn't seem to work.

"Not 'we' but you. You should try to wake him," V-man said.

"O-okay..." the sheriff nodded, crawling closer and leaning in he started calling for his pair, a big hand stroking his face and back, sometimes shaking him gently.

From the dark clouds Corey could faintly hear his name... His pair was calling him back from that world where he partly stayed in even if he should have been back already. 

But Jim's voice did reach him and his body calmed down. Slowly he opened his hazy eyes. Pupils blown wide and his eyes were swirling still in an ocean green color, just the edges were of his usual blues. In them the recognition for Jim was shining even under the drugs’ effect. He smiled and raised his hand to touch his man's face. 

Watching all this, the other two Indians got a bit more relaxed. "We will be here. Try to sleep with him," V-man said leaving the pair alone.

Jim put his hand on Corey's on his face, completely forgetting about the other two men as he calmed down a bit too and was getting lost quickly in that look.

Of course he saw that his pair was still under the influence of the drugs, but at least he was awake now.

"You okay?" he asked lying down next to his man, pulling him into his bigger body. "I was worried..." he whispered and pecked his lips.

Corey hid into Jim's body and nuzzled his face to the long neck. 

"I'm okay. You're here with me... You didn't run away from the animal..." Corey said. His voice was low and maybe a little like growling... Or that was just from busting his throat with howling so loud and so much earlier during the ceremony... 

Either way the smaller body was in heat and quickly wrapped around Jim's longer one.

"No, never thought of running away. You were a bit scary, but at the same time majestic and... hot," Jim confessed and really didn't protest when the still half-animal-like naked man crawled on him.

As he rolled onto his back and pulled Corey fully on top of him, Jim noticed the bruise on the thick throat already darker and more bruises and scratches showed up on the tattooed chest and arms too... And Jim found them... very arousing. He couldn't stop himself from lightly pressing a fingertip down on a bruise to watch the other's reaction.

Corey looked down at his pair. Interest showing in his blown eyes as he bit his lip and moaned, closing his eyes from the pain creeping over his being. 

"You're so beautiful... And hot too... I'm glad I didn't scare you too much," the shaman said a bit still growling and as he sat on top of Jim's trousers-covered groin, he slightly rubbed himself to it. Fisting his hands in the shirt on Jim's chest as he was moving some more with speeding up breaths. "And you feel so good too... "

"You love the pain..." Jim groaned in amazement running his hands up and down on the thick thighs, lightly scratching a small wound on one too then he cupped the round ass, squeezing and pulling on the half-globes. Of course he was getting hard quickly from the rubbing against his groin and his hand moved Corey more against him, his own hips bucking up to meet his moves.

His cheeks colored too from the compliment as he licked his suddenly dry lips. "Undress me, my wild beast. I want to feel your naked skin against mine..." he growled low too, loving the wild fire burning in the blown pupils.

The flames rose up even more from those words and the growl made by Jim. Corey still partly in the other world took the title of the 'wild beast' maybe a bit more seriously as he would with a sober mind... But his pair asked for it, so he let another set of lust-filled groans out and practically tore the shirt off from Jim. Leaning down to lick and kiss and bite the light-brown skin with desire.

"I like the pain... I never thought I would but I do... Promise me to bite me when we become one…" he whined with need.

"I promise to hurt you good..." Jim moaned, loving how his shirt was ripped open then from the hot lips and teeth on his goose bumped skin. "You can bite me harder too. I like being bitten and scratched too..." he added, still feeling the scratches on his back from the morning.

Panting, he fisted a hand in the long red hair and bucked harder up against the beast on top of him – wanting so much more. "Come on! Don't make me wait..."

Moving his head away from the firm grip in his hair to make Jim pull on it, Corey moaned out again and sank his sharp teeth into his pair's flesh around his nipple. While he was there chewing Jim up, his tongue found the erect nub and started to play with it. His fast fingers were opening the pants and freeing the hard meat too before he got back into the 'saddle' and rubbed the two hard cocks together.

Jim's groans only got louder from both actions and his hands were back on that amazing ass. He didn't care if the other two could hear them from outside. All he cared about was Corey. And sliding his spit-slicked finger inside where he made Corey his in the morning.

"I'll want you to ride me in your pace," he grunted, pushing his long finger deeper and pressing the second against his entrance too, rubbing it.

The fingers hurt a little but Corey welcomed the pain with a long pleased hiss and a moan. Even pushed his rather newly violated ass more down on the fingers. 

He let Jim's flesh go and sat up on him, digging his nails into the sheriff’s belly, growling.

"Like that, don't you?" he groaned, moving his fingers against that sweet spot to mix pure pleasure in it too. Then to help the still high shaman, Jim's long arm stretched out to get a small bottle of oil. He made quick work of slicking up his shaft too then pulled Corey down for a bruising kiss.

Corey didn't have any time to answer because he got too busy getting lost in the all tongue and teeth kiss. His heightened senses were aware of everything. Noting Jim's moves, he lifted his ass from the probing fingers as he positioned the oily dick to his entrance and pushed down on it. 

The feeling made him leave Jim's sweet full lips and he let out a groan similar to the ones during the ceremony. Head lolled back and lips hanging open with the wild lust, he forcefully pushed down himself onto the hard cock.

The sheriff outright cried out from that slightly painful move, feeling as if Corey's ass wanted to strangle him with its hot tightness.

He loved every second of it.

To express that, he scratched along the tattooed chest, twisting a pierced nipple then taking a firm grip of the hard shaft, his half-closed eyes kept watching the wild beast on top. He was beautiful.

"Do that again…" Corey gasped from the nipple twist as he lowered himself more onto the poor dick inside his hungry body. 

He felt as if he was going to die any second if he couldn't feel more of his pair. He wanted all of Jim and his different and more liberated mindset only pushed the urging need deeper into the fire that started to spread in his trembling body as he was slowly rocking his hips back and forth, fucking himself on top of Jim.

"So, so beautiful and hot..." Jim groaned as he twisted first the left then the right nipple, his other hand jerking the wet and hard cock to the rhythm of his mate's moves.

Then as if he felt what he needed, Jim sat up and bit Corey's collarbone hard and deep.

Corey mumbled some native words of appreciation with closed eyes and hugged Jim to his body. His strong legs went around and held the other man in place too. Sitting up both, he was in the saddle of the bucking sheriff as he was riding his man harder and harder, making all kind of lust-filled sounds.

Jim could only echo those, although his sounds were kinda muffled by the shaman's more and more sweaty chest which he kept chewing up, soon finding a sensitive nipple, his teeth pulling on the piercing in it while he kept bucking up into the shaking body.

His free hand went around his beast, keeping him close, the other jerking the oozing shaft faster and harder.

In Corey's head it was all a perfect chaotic wild ride and he enjoyed every second of it. Moving with ease on Jim and with that rubbing of his hardness in the big strong hand made the shaman get close very fast. With every rough move taking what he was so, so bad in need of from Jim. His inner walls were already tensing up around the long shaft and his dick was jerking between the long fingers.

"Yes! Damn amazing! Come on!" Jim panted, fucking harder up into his beast, his hard dick leaking crazily into him by then, making obscene wet sounds then this time it was the breathless sheriff who was surprised and blinded by his orgasm.

As he started shooting his seed into that tight heat for the second time that day, he caught Corey's bottom lip to chew it up in his rapture and push him through the edge too.

The feeling of being pumped full was clearer with Corey's more opened senses. He groaned into the kiss, biting Jim’s tongue and lips as his own orgasm took over and he pulled the squirting dick deeper in his body while his own seeds messed up their rubbing together bellies. It was amazing, indeed, and made the Indian lose his mind all over again from the ecstasy. 

Once he started getting down from that height at last, he pushed Jim back down onto the bed, still kissing his man. Slow sweet loving pecks between mumbled English and Ioway words and moans. Being breathless and so, so in love. Just resting his head at Jim's neck as he was panting for air after the kisses.

It was the most perfect thing Jim could ever imagine. He wanted to clean them up a bit, but he was both too happy and tired to move that much. He was able only to hold the small shaman close to him as their heartbeats and breathing started calming down, one hand caressing the damp curly hair.

Corey felt more alive and sated than any time ever before. He just loved this man and the sex was amazing and his head was still buzzing with the narcotic herbs. Being on that side of the worlds where he belongs. And exactly where he belonged all his life: between Jim's long arms. And with all this nice warm fuzzy feelings, he dozed off on top of the bigger body with a smile on his face.

It took some time for the other to notice that since he got too lost in holding and caressing his exhausted little beast of a shaman. But when he did notice it, Jim smiled too and kissed the top of the red head. Then after a couple of minutes he gently moved Corey onto his side.

Getting that wet cloth he more or less cleaned them both down before spooning his sleeping man from behind. As he adjusted the blue blanket around them, he smiled again from the thought how perfectly Corey fitted to his longer body. And spirit too. And with that last thought he finally drifted off too.

***

The first rays of dawn woke up the shaman. With a little dizziness he sat up and rubbed his face and eyes. The sight of his sleeping man beside him made him smile. As well as the sore feeling in his ass. Despite his drugged state he remembered everything clearly. And inside he felt warm and in love from all. 

Still, they will have to talk over a few things now that they were one pair.

Slowly he crawled over Jim, careful not wake him. He attacked the water tube and the fried food's container with the hunger of a hangover man sobering up.

Jim soon woke up to the subtle noises of the containers and Corey eating and drinking. Turning on the bed of soft furs his eyes searched for the source of the noises, feeling a good kind of exhaustion in his muscles that could come only from good sex. And damn they had some last night. Jim remembered everything vividly, although the scratch and bite marks on his man were nice reminders of that, too.

As he was watching his naked man feeding like a hungry animal in the corner, Jim felt some anxiety creeping up on his throat. He was happy but as it really sunk in that this small man was really his from now on, he found that a bit scary too.

He knew that they will have to talk not just about last night but their future together too. After all they were from two different worlds and although they worked well here and were enjoying their time together to the fullest, they both had responsibilities. For example, Jim won't be able to play dead for much longer and the day of Mick's return was coming closer with every minute.

Feeling his pair awaking, Corey looked back over his shoulder and smiled with some dried meat strings sticking out of the corner of his mouth. "Want some?" he asked swallowing then gulping down some water. He gathered some fruits and meat and brought it to the bear skins. 

He looked at Jim closely to search his emotions. "We should talk over how things will be. When you're ready."

Despite worrying over their future, Jim couldn't stop a short chuckle from seeing his pair like that. "Yes. I should eat some too," Jim finally said as he sat up, the blanket covering his middle being the only thing on him too after taking off his ruined shirt and pants last night once Corey knocked himself out.

"Taking the water tube he drank from that first then took a piece of meat to chew on. "Yes, we should. It worries me. The fact that we are coming from two different worlds and both have responsibilities..."

"I don't think we can stay at one place for long. Because of the responsibilities..." Corey nodded watching his man eating. "The good thing is that we won't have any family to be living in one household for the kids or something..." he added and smiled. It was a little forced but still a smile. "I think we have to use the time well while we can be together..."

"I agree. And it saddens me, because I don't want to leave you, but I can't stay for long here either. Once Mick gets back, we'll have to come up with a plan. I'll have to go back to Iowa. The town does need a sheriff and it's me. I can't run from that, even if 'playing dead' like this is something I like to do, because it means I can be with you," he said on a soft voice, placing his right hand on Corey's knee comfortingly.

"Maybe... maybe later... once things settle in town, you could visit too. In secret, though. As white men wouldn't understand or accept us. I'm sorry," Jim said with a bitter expression and rather pulled his hand back to return to chewing on the piece of meat in his left.

"I know they don't. My mother lived till I was ten. And we have many friends as you saw. I know many thing from your world," Corey said in a matter of fact way. His eyes were glued to the spot Jim pulled back his hand from. "Are you... having regrets?" he asked low, not looking up.

"Yeah, right. I know you know more of my world than I of yours..." Jim nodded then froze, looking up at Corey surprised. "No!" he blurted out, sliding closer to stroke the shaman's scratched up thigh. "I don't regret anything. I'm yours and you're mine. I'm just... sad that I can't give you what you'd deserve. Loving you openly like here in your tribe."

"You can always come here and have this freedom. And I can go to the town to hide away and just be with you. If you want that..." Corey said looking up finally into the hazel eyes. "I look more like a white man, people won't be suspicious. We just have to work that out."

"I like these plans. Of course I'd want to have you around. You're my pair now. And when I gave in to my feelings and came after you, I meant it. I still do. Like your father meant it. I want you. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me during my life," Jim confessed, blushing a bit then cleared his throat.

"So... about last night... Can you tell me what you see and feel while getting into such a trance to communicate and channel the spirits? You looked like the beast ink on your back. Were you channeling it?"

"Yes. Something like that. That spirit comes into this world using my body. He is something like a puma… or a big cat. The drawing on my back if from how I described him. He connects to other spirits too. And the animals of this world. With the hunters defeating it they get more... skillful during the hunt," Corey tried to explain. "I felt him ever since I can remember. And always feel like connected to that beast. The spirits can talk to me because of that. And... I was waiting for you all my life..." Corey added with a similar blush coloring his cheeks.

"It's really fascinating, to be honest," Jim murmured and ate some fruits too. "Although it was a bit scary too. But I loved how wild you've stayed afterwards too. Shawn has told me that you went deeper faster this time. Because of our mating in the morning. Were you... in danger?"

"Not really. Or I don't know about it. I did connect faster and deeper. And it was because more of my being got awake or free. I could come back… maybe slower but not harder. I remember everything we did last night," he said with a more brighter blush while glimpsing up at Jim to see if he would comment something or not about the wild sex they had.

Catching that glimpse and getting calmer now that Jim knew Corey was probably not in danger, he smirked dirtily at the young shaman. "You were amazing. You know that, right? I love... leaving my marks on your body and getting yours on mine... How are you? Physically? And... how did you like it? I mean... I don't want to hurt you for real. But I like giving you the pain you seem to thirst for... I knew a few people who were like that. But... it's much more intense with you as we were meant for each other."

"I'm good. A little dizzy and hungry and sore here and there. I loved what we did last night. And it's true... I seem to like pain. It's… It makes the rush wilder. I don't know how to put it... I like it. And it make me feel more yours," Corey said stroking Jim's arm with a smile. "I guess I'm a little used to it. Like... when I let my spirit free during a ceremony or now in sex, I get bruised and it makes it... deeper for me."

"Good... I mean... I'm glad you like it. Pain in such situations can indeed be liberating. For me... causing it is a rush too. I love to see the effect it has on you. How much wilder you get from it... and you giving me that power over you is a rush in itself too..." Jim tried to verbalize what he was feeling and thinking about regarding this. "Also... seeing my marks on you afterwards... they are like stakes of my claim on you. I might be quite possessive but knowing that others can see where you belong to is something... exciting and satisfying for me too... Don't you... find that weird?" he asked flushed heavily and shyly.

"No. Not at all. I like to wear such marks. When I started to do ceremonies it meant that I did good for my tribe. I mean... I'm a useful part of my family and people. I was proud. And I feel that about the mark you left on my neck too. Like you said. People see that we belong. And it is exciting," Corey smiled thinking how adorable Jim was all shy like that. Like he’d heard about him. Even though the sheriff matches him and with that found a role of being the more dominant man and in control because he had more experience. Corey could feel it how much Jim’s changed in his side in that role in the past few days. All that he’s heard and felt at first about how clumsy and shy the new sheriff of Iowa was... 

"And you? I mean... I heard men... some men like to switch roles…"

The redness on Jim's cheeks eased up while listening to his pair with interest on his handsome face, nodding a few times. "Yes, what you're saying makes sense to me. How you feel proud of such marks. I could see that last night too while the hunter was fighting you and the spirit inside. To be honest, a few times Shawn had to hold me back from going over to help you," he giggled a bit embarrassed, his color deepening on his cheeks again.

Now Jim fell back a bit into his usual behavior when he wasn't with Corey. The one in which he often felt clumsy and uncertain with lots of self-doubt and just drifting with the happenings without having real control in his hands. "I... yes, I know about that. Tried it out too. That's how I knew how you'd feel when I did certain things to you in the last few days while teaching you to the pleasures of the body..." he admitted. "I like to switch sometimes, if that's what you're asking. Is it?"

"Yes. I'm asking that. And you think you would want me too... be in control of you…?" Corey asked and now he was the one who bit his lip shyly. This thing was on his mind about what and how Jim would think about having him in control. Of course all was very fresh and he was learning but the feeling and curiosity were there…

"To be honest... Yes. I like to be controlled sometimes. But have to admit that I'm the most in control with you. I never felt the need so strongly in me before. You just... bring it out of me..." he murmured with a slightly darker look, loving how innocent Corey looked in that moment with that shy expression.

Corey got lost in the darkening eyes so much that he forgot that Jim didn't answer him about if he would like to have Corey in control over him and on top... But oh well... That almost predatory look made the Indian feel so, so wanted and desired and it wiped everything else from his brain. He just moved closer to Jim and stroked his bare chest leaning in for a kiss.

As always, Corey's closeness was messing with Jim's mind and self-control and he realized that maybe he wasn't clear enough with his reply before so after a soft but deep kiss, he stroked the red hair out of the beloved face. "I'd love you to take me too, though. Be on top of me in a different meaning than last night," he murmured. "Feel you and that beautiful cock of yours deep in me," he breathed onto the soft lips. "When you'll be ready for that. If you'll have me that way."

"Honestly I can't stop thinking about that," Corey whispered back biting his lip. 

He had to get closer to Jim. Just had to feel him more... So he hugged the long neck and crawled into his pair's lap kissing him with more passion.

Chuckling a bit low, Jim put his long arms around his little and very curious shaman. "I love how eager and curious you are..." he murmured in between kisses as he kept caressing the naked back and sides.

"I waited for you to come into my way all my life. Curiosity piled up," Corey giggled nuzzling Jim's neck. "You want this really with me? Living in two worlds at once? Leading two lives?"

"And I'm grateful and honored for you to... to wait for me. It took some time but it was with a reason. For us to be ready. I'm sure about that," Jim caressed Corey's nape. "And yes, I want this. How could I not? You're everything I could ever dream of in a man. You're my perfect pair. My other half, if there's something like that. At least I see you like that," Jim admitted and made Corey look into his honest eyes.

"It's scary and won't be easy, I know. But I want it. I want you. I want us. The sacrifice will be worth it in the end if it means we can be together. Somehow. The details will form. Now..." Jim brushed his lip against Corey's then reclined back onto the bed, keeping his pair on top of him. "If you ate enough... you could eat me too as dessert," he winked, ready to let the young shaman play with him as he wished.

Corey was really speechless. He didn't even know what to do or where to start with such a generous offer from his pair. For a few second he was just staring down at Jim with a flushed face and chewing on his lip. 

He sat straddling the sheriff first. Then leaned down to kiss and chew on those luscious lips to get a taste of being more in control. Slowly leading the kiss, turning it more and more desire-filled. Meanwhile his body came alive too on top of Jim and he soon kicked the remaining blanket off him and rubbed their bare growing shafts together.

This was new to Jim too since surprisingly he's been in control most of the time since he's been with Corey. Now that was about to change and he had to give some time for his own mind to get on with that program. For example, he let Corey lead the kiss and Jim melted more and more into it as well as into the friction on his hardening cock.

"Just do what feels natural and good... Let your instincts lead you. Like last night. I'm yours to take. Take me," he whispered encouragingly, just resting his hands on Corey's legs on both sides of Jim's long body. The soft love in his half-closed hazel eyes meant to encourage Corey – and also to watch his reactions.

Corey wanted that man under him so much. Just like Jim said... To eat him up. Taste him all over and make him feel so good like Jim made the shaman the other day. 

Following that feeling, he slid lower on the tanned body and kissed and licked his way down till Jim's hip bones, his fingers worshiping every part of his pair's body.

And the other man loved every second of it. He paid attention to voice his feelings and thoughts too with a variety of pleasure-filled sounds and also short comments. He knew Corey needed some guidance during the first time until he got his courage and stopped thinking too much about what he was doing. Now he knew the basics of what he should do to please Jim – since said sheriff had already taught him those. But of course receiving and giving those things were a bit different. 

Even so, Corey was doing a perfect job and made Jim ache for more pretty quickly. "Please... please suck me..." he requested hopeful that the small shaman would be up for the challenge.

Hearing and feeling Jim's arousal and need made Corey very happy. Glimpsing up at him with a small smirk he kissed along Jim's lower belly and licked the very hard dick in front of his face. Sucking just the tip between his pink lips to taste it and see how it feels to have it in his mouth. Moaning from Jim's taste, he started lapping up the first sweet beads of pre-cum dripping out.

The other man's muscles in his whole stomach flexed from that lick and Jim gasped for air. It felt so damn good feeling someone else's tongue on his aching meat again. It's been too long and he let himself fully enjoy the feeling as he looked down, stroking some of the messy red hair out of his pair's flushed face.

Then Jim had to groan louder feeling that wet heat surround him. He watched as Corey's lips got stretched thin around him and knew that he could've come only from that sight itself if he really wanted it. "So good... Damn... Corey... Keep going, please!" he asked quite out of breath, eyes glued to the hot picture.

Feeling those hazel orbs on him, Corey looked up and sucked Jim deep into his mouth. He managed to do that almost fully, the tip of the pulsing meat sliding into his throat. 

That made him come up for air and cough a little but he felt like getting the hang of it. Before Jim could find his voice, he was diving down on his cock again, this time fully swallowing it and keeping that up like Jim did to him. He forced himself to relax and breathe deep through his nose as he kept swallowing around the leaking dick, feeling as if he was nursing on it. But no matter how eager Corey was, his body still had to learn these exciting new things. And after a few seconds his throat convulsed around Jim and he had to pull back gagging.

"Good Lord!" Jim outright roared, not caring if the guards could hear them. What Corey was doing to him right there was beyond words. His nails were clawing the shaman's nape in his rapture. Pupils got fully blown and an amazed expression froze onto his flushed face. Even the blind could guess that he loved very fucking much what Corey was doing. "Amazing... truly... amazing," he panted, feeling his aching cock throb some more.

Corey smiled at him and not wasting any more time he went back to not give up on swallowing Jim deep into his throat. Usually ending up gagging, but it seemed his man liked that the most.

And Jim did. He found those gagging sounds – and the feeling – so very damn hot that soon his cock was leaking constantly into that eager mouth. Even his hips started bucking up into the amazing wet heat. "Get ready... It's coming," he warned Corey, his hand slightly guiding the head of his lover. "Let me give it to you..." he panted and when he got the permission, he started fucking up harder into the red mouth until he exploded with pure bliss on his face.

Gulping it down as fast and well as he could, Corey felt very proud of himself for managing to put the more experienced Jim into such a state. He pulled back and licked him clean like Jim did to him. He loved his pair. And could feel that all was going to be perfect. At least between them. He laid next to the panting man and caressed his beautiful long hair and planted sweet kisses onto the sweaty face. 

"Let's rest a little. After that you can come with me to some holy places."

"Sounds like a good idea..." Jim chuckled, feeling a bit still high on pleasure as his body was slowly calming down and welcoming the gentle signs of affection from the other man. "You are... this was... damn it, Corey. I dare you to be even more perfect!" he giggled shortly and turned his face to steal a deep kiss that tasted like both of them. 

And while doing so and thinking that Corey probably will be even more perfect as he learns more about this side of him too, he let his hand slide down between the thick thighs to help on the oozing hard on he found there. 

The holy places could wait a bit longer.

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