[ The feeling of Bren as he engulfed him was a drug within itself, the panting lips that met his own and the sweetness of the joining, root of his arousal pinion deep into his lover. He remembered the feeling of Caleb surrounding him, how warm he had been-- but he now cherished the way that now Bren clung to him with a tactile grace. And he moved shallowly so that he could create that rhythm of tide and time against Bren, nibbling against that lower lip as he rested their foreheads together.
He was pressed after all, close enough that those legs were indeed bent for him; he had not remembered Caleb being quite this limber but he was absolutely not complaining, he would press Bren's body like this, enjoy the feeling of exploring those depths. ]
Yes.. you feel so perfect, Chathiu-- you feel like heaven, so tight and so good.
[ His thrusts started out shallow, very barely touching against the prostate as he did not want to give Bren too much too fast. His goal was to draw this out to a fine keen-edged point. ] I have hungered for this, just as I hunger for you.. and when you are going to come for me, I will bury my teeth in your neck and drink deeply of you, to feel your orgasm on my tongue, yes.
[ Those were dirty spoken words against Bren's lips, a sensual promise that he would let Bren be his dessert, that he would partake of him in a manner that he could not enjoy with anyone else. And once.. once he knew what Bren was, perhaps there would be more than dessert on the table, perhaps Essek would finally allow himself to make a full meal of Bren ]
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He was pressed after all, close enough that those legs were indeed bent for him; he had not remembered Caleb being quite this limber but he was absolutely not complaining, he would press Bren's body like this, enjoy the feeling of exploring those depths. ]
Yes.. you feel so perfect, Chathiu-- you feel like heaven, so tight and so good.
[ His thrusts started out shallow, very barely touching against the prostate as he did not want to give Bren too much too fast. His goal was to draw this out to a fine keen-edged point. ] I have hungered for this, just as I hunger for you.. and when you are going to come for me, I will bury my teeth in your neck and drink deeply of you, to feel your orgasm on my tongue, yes.
[ Those were dirty spoken words against Bren's lips, a sensual promise that he would let Bren be his dessert, that he would partake of him in a manner that he could not enjoy with anyone else. And once.. once he knew what Bren was, perhaps there would be more than dessert on the table, perhaps Essek would finally allow himself to make a full meal of Bren ]