Thud. Moan.
Thud. Moan.
Thud. Moan.
Thud. Moan...
After almost 21 years of living in the room next to his sex craved adoptive parents', Alexander got used to hearing their intercourses and feeling the wall of his room vibrate against his back as he sat on his bed. What didn't get used to it was his body, which as always reacted in ways that led him to cold showers.
And that's what he was heading for at the moment, as he silently walked out of his room and faced the dark hall of the apartment. But in the pitch black dominating the surroundings, a thread of orange light crossed the wooden floor, the thin ray leading to the room it came from. Alex knew what to expect, but approached it nonetheless.
The door was creaked open, and a gentle push revealed a scene that beat anything Alexander had ever imagined. The source of light stood on the nightstand: a loner lit candle whose flame flickered under the pleasured sighs Klaus repeated. His ink black ruffled hair covered his expression, stopping just above his strong, widened jaw. His hips moved swiftly, as if on the melody his significant other offered in moans.
Venom...
His wet hair was slicked back, drops of water falling from the tip of his long dark strands and racing down his slender neck, collar bone, chest, until eventually landing on the sheets he gripped tightly. His delicate torso hunched like a predator's as his lover thrust in, then arched like a kitten's as he pulled back. The motion was like endless waves under a summer storm's breeze, waves of which colour stood in his deep hazel eyes, now focused on the spectator's.
Alexander didn't know how to react at having been caught openly gawking at his parents' intercourse, so he just continued staring, the way Venom continued his act of pleasure, gaze locked on his adopted son's. Lust filled eyes peeked between half closed eyelids, lips parted with each moan, tongue poked knife sharp fangs, and Alex just took the sight in.
Eye contact didn't break even as he came, moment in which the silent viewer got back to his senses and slowly closed the door. After doing so, the darkness of the hall embraced him in a cold hug, only adding to his numbness. Turning right, he walked towards the bathroom in which he later did something that might just follow him for the rest of his days.
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Remember that Venom and Klaus are immortal :D Just throwin' that out there.. so you don't think their son was like... creeping on skeletons :)) hehe.
Yaes, as you might have noticed, I'm getting graphic here! *fans herself*. Well, discreetly graphic... whatevs XD I hope you like the idea? :c
I really need support for this, I'm nervous as hell about this book! :'[
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Venom II (boyxboy)
Romance{{completed}} Like father like son, some would say. In Venom's case, that fact was more of a curse than anything as he found himself longing after his and Klaus's adopted son.
