Antidote [18+]

Veinte Tres.

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This chapter contains mature content.

Alexander was about to let Seth know with all his body and soul that he belonged to him and no one else.

Seth was anticipating everything and anything. His chest heaved up and down as he feasted his eyes on the man before him who looked like he was carved by the gods.

"Turn around, face down, ass up," Xander commanded.

Seth contemplated refusing but he knew he'd be overpowered in a split second. He did as told and positioned his body so that it was on display. He felt those large and slender hands caress his body, goosebumps ran along his skin with every touch and kiss.

"I want more," Seth reached behind him for Xander to pull him closer than he already was, "I want to feel you."

"Patience, baby."

Alexander took his time admiring Seth's body, running his hands along every chisel of his well-sculpted body. This body was his and only his to touch, he'd be damned if that blonde ever tried to touch his amor again. The thoughts enraged him, but he managed to push them to the back of his mind and focus on the present, the absolute delicacy that was in front of him that deserved to be treated with the utmost care and love.

Delicate kisses were planted along Seth's body making him shiver in pleasure and arch his back. He rocked back against Xander so that he could feel his erection, he wanted to know how he affected him. He wanted to know that he was the only one who made Alexander weak to his knees.

"Seth, stop it," he groaned, holding the younger boy's hips still.

In one swift motion, Alexander turned Seth onto his back so that his legs were on either side of him, " I want to see the look on your face when I'm deep inside you, when I come inside you, and when I claim you."

Seth reached up to capture Xander's lips with his own, kissing him feverishly and hungrily. His hands gripping and tugging on the jet-black hair that belonged to the only man who could make him feel like he could never get enough of this feeling of pleasure.

"Please, Alex, I need you inside me," Seth said, his voice hoarse with desire.

Every nerve ending pulsed with need. He could feel his pre-come running down his thighs, desperate for the man in between his legs who was taunting him.  Alexander removed himself from between Seth's legs and began undressing then reaching to the nightstand for a small silver packet, the only thing that would be between them. Seth whined at the loss of heat but within seconds of sheathing himself, Alexander resumed his position.

"I'm going to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked," he said easing the head of his cock inside Seth.

They groaned in unison, Alexander felt like Seth was gripping him as if his life depended on it. With one hand clasped around the sides of Seth's neck and the other on his hip, Alexander began slow thrusts, watching his cock go in and out of Seth. Soft moans, escaping Seth's mouth just turned him on, even more, causing him to increase the pace and hit Seth's prostate.