Bible Jeff (one short au)

Sultry Embrace

In a cozy, sunlit apartment in the heart of the city, Bib and Jeff's love was anything but ordinary. Their connection was electric, sparking with a desire that could be felt in every shared glance and touch. Mornings began with Bib waking to the sensation of Jeff's fingers tracing patterns on his skin, a silent promise of the passion they would share.

One evening, as the city lights flickered outside their window, Bib and Jeff found themselves caught in the heat of the moment. The air was thick with anticipation as Bib slowly unbuttoned Jeff's shirt, his fingers brushing against the warm skin beneath. Their lips met in a fierce kiss, filled with hunger and longing, igniting a fire that burned through them both.

Hands roamed freely, exploring familiar yet thrilling territories. Jeff's breath hitched as Bib's lips traveled down his neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "I want you, now," Jeff whispered, his voice rough with desire. Bib responded with a growl, his own need evident as he pressed Jeff against the wall, their bodies melding together in a dance as old as time.

Bib's hands moved with purpose, exploring the hard planes of Jeff's chest, trailing lower to undo his belt with practiced ease. Each touch was a promise of what was to come, a prelude to the symphony of their lovemaking. Jeff's fingers tangled in Bib's hair, pulling him closer, deepening their kiss until they were both breathless.

Clothes were discarded in a flurry, forgotten in the heat of their passion. Bib's mouth followed the path of his hands, kissing, nipping, and licking a trail down Jeff's torso, eliciting gasps and moans. Jeff's hands gripped Bib's shoulders, his body arching into the touch, craving more.

Their movements were both urgent and deliberate, driven by a shared need. Bib's lips found Jeff's once more, their tongues dancing together, tasting, exploring. He whispered Jeff's name, his voice a rough caress, as his hand slipped lower, teasing, coaxing sounds of pleasure from Jeff.

With a low growl, Bib lifted Jeff effortlessly, carrying him to the bed. They fell together in a tangle of limbs, the mattress dipping under their combined weight. Bib's hands were everywhere, caressing, exploring, making Jeff shiver with anticipation. He leaned in to whisper promises of pleasure against Jeff's ear, his breath hot against his skin.

Jeff's hands were not idle, exploring Bib's body with equal fervor. The feeling of skin against skin, the slide of their bodies together, was intoxicating. Bib's touch was both gentle and demanding, his fingers tracing patterns on Jeff's skin, making him gasp and writhe in pleasure.

As Bib lay back, Jeff straddled him, a look of pure desire in his eyes. He took his time, positioning himself, feeling the anticipation build between them. Bib's hands gripped Jeff's hips, guiding him gently as Jeff slowly sank down, both of them gasping at the intense sensation.

Bib reached up, pulling Jeff closer, his mouth finding Jeff's nipples. He sucked and teased them, drawing soft moans from Jeff, who arched into the touch, his movements becoming more frantic. Jeff began to ride him with increasing intensity, his hands gripping Bib's shoulders for balance.

"Fuck, Jeff. You're so tight," Bib groaned, his voice raw with desire.

"Bib... right there," Jeff moaned loudly, his voice filled with need and pleasure as Bib hit that perfect spot.

The room filled with the sounds of their passion, the rhythmic creak of the bed, their mingled breaths, and the occasional gasp or cry of pleasure. Bib's hands roamed over Jeff's body, one slipping between them to stroke him in time with their movements. The combined sensations drove Jeff wild, his pace quickening, movements becoming more urgent.