Married to the Devil

15

Pooh and Pavel exit the hospital. Pooh, visibly relieved, takes a deep breath, relishing the fresh air. Pavel, still slightly weak, leans on Pooh for support, grasping his hand.

Pooh: (inhaling deeply) "Ah, that feels so good! Fresh air, at last!"

Pavel: (smiling fondly) "Hmm.. yeah"

Pooh: (grinning mischievously) "Can you walk though?."

Pavel:( slightly hitting Pooh's shoulders) : " of course.. you idiot"

Pooh leans and gives a quick kiss on Pavel's head, inhaling his scented shampoo. Then he tightens his grip on Pavel's hand and suddenly pulls him forward, breaking into a run.

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The two of them run through the narrow, winding streets, their laughter echoing off the buildings. Pavel struggles to keep up, but the joy on his face is remarkable.

Pavel: (laughing breathlessly) "Pooh, slow down! I'm not as fast as you!"

Pooh: (teasingly) "Come on,  keep it up! We have to make up for our lost time!"

Pooh glances back at Pavel, their eyes locking for a moment. There's an undeniable connection between them, a silent understanding that speaks volumes.

They finally come to a stop in a secluded alley, panting and laughing. Pooh, still holding Pavel's hand, backs him up against the wall. The playful atmosphere shifts to something more intense and intimate.

Pavel: (catching his breath) "What are you up to?"

Pooh: (leaning in, voice low and teasing) "Just making sure you know how much I've missed you."

Pooh's eyes are locked onto Pavel's, his gaze unwavering. He moves closer, his breath warm against Pavel's face. He nibbles gently on Pavel's lower lip before pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss.

Pavel: (softly, between kisses) "I've missed you too, Pooh. More than you can imagine."

Pooh: (murmuring against Pavel's lips) "Then let's not waste any more time."

Their kiss grows more urgent, filled with the pent-up longing and love they've both felt during their time apart. Pavel's hands move to Pooh's waist, pulling him closer as if trying to merge their bodies into one. 

Pooh's hands begin to roam, sliding up under Pavel's shirt, his fingers exploring the warm skin beneath. He massages Pavel's sides, eliciting a soft gasp from him.

Pooh: (whispering huskily) "Hold on to me, Pavel."

Pavel complies, wrapping his arms around Pooh's neck and pulling him closer. Pooh's hands guide Pavel's legs, signaling him to wrap them around his waist. Pavel obliges, his legs locking around Pooh's hips, bringing them even closer.

Pavel: (moaning softly) "P-Pooh."

Pooh: (smirking) "Yes babe , moan for me.. I love it."

Pooh takes Pavel's hands, arching them above Pavel's head, pinning them against the wall. He begins to grind his  covered hips against Pavel's, the friction causing them both to moan softly. Their kisses become wilder, more desperate.

Pooh: (in a low, growling tone) "I want you, Pavel. I want all of you."

Pooh's tongue invades Pavel's mouth, exploring, tasting, biting gently at the sensitive skin inside. Pavel responds eagerly, one hand slipping under Pooh's shirt, nails digging into the flesh of Pooh's back, almost moaning into the kiss.

Pavel: (breathless) "Pooh, don't stop. P-please..."

Pooh: (groaning softly) "Never. I'll never stop."

Their movements become more frantic, their desire palpable in the confined space of the alley. They cling to each other, lost in the intensity of their passion, the rest of the world forgotten.

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Eventually, they pull apart, both breathless and slightly flushed. Pooh rests his forehead against Pavel's, their hands still intertwined.

They stay there for a moment, savoring the closeness and the comfort of each other's presence. The world around them fades away, leaving just the two of them in their own little bubble of happiness.

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As the sun sets, casting a warm, golden glow over the town, Pooh and Pavel walk hand in hand back through the streets. Their steps are slow, unhurried, as if they have all the time in the world. The future is uncertain, but for now, they have each other, and that's all that matters.

Pooh: (looking up at the sky) "It's going to be a beautiful night."

Pavel: (squeezing Pooh's hand) "As long as I'm with you, every night is beautiful."

They continue walking, their laughter and conversation blending with the sounds of the town, a perfect harmony of love and life.