Greifus then suddenly grabbed Damian, pulling him so he sat on top of him. He slowly traced Damian's back, grinning as he looked at Damian's still surprised eyes. He didn't know if this sudden energy came from the supposed "special healing"..or if its from what he's about to do to this innocent medic.
Damian blushed as Greifus' eyes wandered his body. "How long has he thought of me like this?", he thought to himself, "...why couldn't he confess sooner?" Damian's thoughts suddenly halted as his eyes met Greifus', resulting with a nervous bite on his lower lip. He had no idea that this would escalate things even quicker.
Greifus lunged himself onto Damian, their lips pressing with burning passion, their tongues battling for dominance, their bodies rubbing against each other. Greifus started to messily remove Damian's armour, Damian helping him. He moaned under his breath as Greifus' skin touched his...until only his undergarments remained.
Before Greifus could continued, Damian pressed his fingers against Greifus' lips. "..This...isn't...fair.." he said, panting and huffing from their lips' passionate encounter. Greifus' face flushed red, he didn't realise how things were moving. "Shit shit shit shit", Greifus murmured in his mind, "I should slow down..right? Does he want that? D-do I want that?"
Damian smirked at Greifus, lost in his thoughts. He liked being the one in control, the dominant one, and he wasn't going to lose it. Greifus suddenly felt pressure against his chest, pushing his body back onto the bed, he looked up to find Damian towering over him with a smug grin. Damian's hands worked magic as he, one by one, removed Greifus' clothes. It wasn't long until Greifus was in the same situation as Damian was.
Still leaning over Greifus, Damian started to kiss Greifus, his lips caressing Greifus' neck, down to his chest, down to his stomach until he reached the rim of the thin fabric that covered Greifus' modesty. As he felt Damian's soft lips exploring his body, Greifus couldn't help but groan as he slowly lifted his head to watch Damian.
Damian made eye contact with Greifus, smirking as he fiddled with the top of Greifus' pants. "..Damian..s-stop..teasing..me..already" Greifus panted out. "You're no fun" Damian teased as he lowered the rim to reveal Greifus' privates.
As Damian's hand caressed him, Greifus flinged his head back, panting heavily as pleasure surged through his body. As his member felt moist warmth, his heavy breaths turned into loud vocal moans, music to Damian's ears. As much as he wanted to hear Greifus' sensitive singing, no one else can know about this..not yet.
Damian released his mouth from Greifus, his throat raspy from stretching it out. "Be quiet" Damian whispered as he reentered Greifus' manhood into his mouth once more.
"..Fuck..Damian..You think that's...easy?" Greifus huffed as Damian's mouth moved more swiftly. Damian simply raised his index finger in response, with the intention to silence Greifus.
Eventually, Greifus' hands grasped tightly onto the bed sheets as he felt his finish closely approach. "D-Damian...I...Stop-.." Damian, unaware of what to come, continued...until he heard Greifus' cry of pleasure..but it was too late.
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Greifus and Damian
FanfictionGreifus is wounded in battle and Damian has been assigned to take care of him.