With every feverish press against his mouth, Trahearne returns the favor. He wants more. More. Whatever Mishka's depths have to offer, he wants it. Desperately. The hand at the other man's jaw whips to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair, trying to keep him close. His breathing is erratic, shuddered breaths in time with each stroke against his cock.
Mishka pulls back, he chases. Lidded eyes, heady with arousal, stare at his mouth, wanting it to come back. The lick at his lips causes his lips to part, hoping to catch his tongue between his teeth. What sounds like a whine rolls in his throat. Come back.
The declaration causes amber eyes to, at last, roll up to meet Mishka's black. They pry, his intelligent mind trying to free itself from its prison of lust. ]
Love m--Ah...
[ He doesn't get to finish that sentiment. Mishka's tight heat comes over him, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through him. His eyes flutter, his head lolls back. And while Mishka is quiet, Trahearne's extended exhale morphs into a throaty groan. His hands scramble to hold him tighter, closer. ]
Mishka...
[ He wants him. He wants him to love him. He wants him. ]
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With every feverish press against his mouth, Trahearne returns the favor. He wants more. More. Whatever Mishka's depths have to offer, he wants it. Desperately. The hand at the other man's jaw whips to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair, trying to keep him close. His breathing is erratic, shuddered breaths in time with each stroke against his cock.
Mishka pulls back, he chases. Lidded eyes, heady with arousal, stare at his mouth, wanting it to come back. The lick at his lips causes his lips to part, hoping to catch his tongue between his teeth. What sounds like a whine rolls in his throat. Come back.
The declaration causes amber eyes to, at last, roll up to meet Mishka's black. They pry, his intelligent mind trying to free itself from its prison of lust. ]
Love m--Ah...
[ He doesn't get to finish that sentiment. Mishka's tight heat comes over him, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through him. His eyes flutter, his head lolls back. And while Mishka is quiet, Trahearne's extended exhale morphs into a throaty groan. His hands scramble to hold him tighter, closer. ]
Mishka...
[ He wants him. He wants him to love him. He wants him. ]