London was a little nervous to get a visit from his future mate. He had no idea what the man even looked like. He had already shifted into a dinosaur by the time London and the others had entered the fighting circle. London wondered what the man's human body looked like, assuming his mate was a man. London didn't know what he would do if his mate turned out to be a woman. He had nothing against woman; they were pretty enough. But, like his brothers, he needed cock and balls to be turned on sexually.
A deep laugh sounded from the side of the room near the window. London turned to look, and noticed a tall, broad shouldered man, with short brown hair standing there. The man had a grin on his face.
"You have interesting thoughts," the man said, his grin widening to display a dimple in each cheek.
London got up off his bed, and slowly walked toward the man, a slightly confused look on his face. "Who are you?"
The man shook his head, a mock frown on his face. "You know who I am. You can feel the connection inside you." He stepped forward, meeting London in the middle of the room. He wrapped his arms around London's waist, and leaned forward close enough for London to feel the man's breath on his face, but not close enough for their lips to touch. "As for my name, I am Max."
"Nice to meet you, Max," London said as he leaned forward, closing the distance between them, and claimed Max's lips with his own. After a moment, he pulled back. "What do you want to do?"
Max brushed the hair back away from London's face, and rubbed his finger across London's lips. "I know what I want. The question is, what do you want?"
London leaned into Max’s touch. “I want whatever you want.”
Max grinned, led London over to the bed, and gently pushed him onto it. He stripped off London's clothes before doing the same to himself. Max scooted back onto the bed so that he lay in the middle, then reached for London. London climbed up on the bed to join Max, but before he could get comfortable, Max spun him around so that their faces were at each other's groins.
Taking Max's hint, London began licking the man’s cock from root to tip. He circled his tongue around the head of Max’s slit, tasting his pre-cum, then engulfed Max's cock as he felt the man do the same to him. London released the thick cock from his mouth and moaned loudly as he felt Max take him to the back of his throat and swallow. It felt so good, London could do nothing but lean his head against Max's thigh and ride out the pleasure.
Max stopped what he was doing. "Aren't you forgetting something?" he chuckled.
"Sorry," London murmured, blushing profusely. He immediately got back to work, and he felt Max do the same. Before long, London could feel his orgasm quickly approaching. He sped up his pace, wanting to make Max come at the same time. When Max started rocking his hips up and down, London suspected Max was just as close as he was. London reached down and fondled Max's balls. He then reached back further and stuck his finger into Max's hole. Max growled with pleasure as he came down London's throat, triggering London's own climax.
Once he caught his breath, London moved around so that he was face to face with Max. He laid his head on Max's chest and sighed contently. "Thank you."
Max smiled and whispered, “You’re welcome.”
London felt Max rub his back in gentle circles as he drifted off to sleep.