Hot Little Ponies

22:20.

i suck. mufuf.

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It was all the same, the same process, the same feelings. He was familiar with every brushing of cheeks; with ever clench that held his hair back. He had become best friends with the scent of the pillow as his face was pressed against it; he grew familiar with the sweat that ran along his flesh.

Every gasp, it was so repetitive, yet why did he continue with these ‘familiar’ actions?

Well, there was always a changeup, seemingly. This night, his partner had decided to gag him, his eyes focused on the black mass of shadow before him, the paled skin just barely visible in this dimmed room. There was no beauty, not even in those hauntingly; captivating orbs his possessor was born with.

When would this even start?

The hand had paused in their affectionate caresses; they now rested on Hei’s slender hips, those eyes glared down upon his bare body. A gasp had caught in his throat and he quickly swallowed it back down, Hei’s greyed eyes narrowed slightly in return at the pause.

“What is it?”

One of the hands shifted, it ran along his upper inner thigh, the man smirked as his fingers wound around his member. His breathing hitched at the pumping motion, the heat of his hand encasing him caused him to breathe in deeply. He loved the feeling this man brought him.

There was nothing he loved more, despite how repetitive it was.

The heat radiating from the other’s body brought him the sweetest satisfaction, the throbbing deep within him, it sent him into a soft of daze, yet he was also full aware. Oh so fully aware of every touch, every whisper of sweet nothings into his ear, the soft nibbling upon his collar bone and lips. Every kiss, he wanted to hold on to all of that, he wished to just remain in this dark room with this man he loved for much.

“I love you.”

Hei instantly regretted the words as they left his lips, those dark eyes looked to him once again, they focused on his face, he could tell. The eyes scanned his face, the face ridden with ecstasy and lust. Those beautiful lips parted, but nothing came from them, the only thing Hei heard was the familiar slap of flesh and his cry.

It was all so tight, he could feel it approaching; he felt his eyes widen as the pain and pleasure drove him over board. He lost his mind that moment within the thrust. His perception of feeling left him as warmth bathed his abdomen.

Wet and hot.

With a gasp for air those eyes met once again, his hot breath upon Hei’s neck made him twitch.

“Enough.”

The man atop him purred slightly as he drove even further into Hei, the black haired male cried out, this time with the almost agonizing pain of being torn open.

“It’s never enough right?”

Nothing was enough…It never was.

The bed creaked and moaned, nothing but the sounds of pleasure filled the dimmed room.

That’s all there was.

An occasional murmur…A soft confession, yet the male’s lips remained shut.

A splash of light from the open door washed over Hei’s exhausted body, the male turned and smirked back at him, the light radiating a sort of glow around the slender male,

“Let’s do this again sometime.”