Candles alight the nightly gloom, the shadows of their lust, a flickering in the darkened room. They succumb to their carnal desires, to corporeal needs & every contact between their skins would increase their demon's gratification. They were united as one, as one spirit they shared a kiss. Kiss which held all the meaning of this, kiss which synchronized their heart beats, kiss which demanded a continuation of this situation. The silence and the darkness were the witnesses of their bodies contorting in mutual exhilaration, of their intimate pleas. Their mind was lost, lost within blankness, they offered each other an eager pleasure. The scent of prevailing appetites invaded the room, sweat slicked down their bodies writhing. Chains tied them together, chains of lust, chains of delight.
" Matthew. " his love's melodic voice escaped from those luscious lips, the low tone simply exciting the psychic untill he could no longer possess the logic. Another thrust, a sensual coreography danced by both. With every movement, his lover's body recipocrates pleasingly, their breaths labored before the kiss.
" Luccian. " An husky timbre, a breathless voice, Matt was drowing in the despair of not being satisfied, of wanting more & more. " One more round. "
Luccian's arms extend above his pretty head where possession is entrusted to tethered wrists.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" Tell me you are mine. "
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" I am yours. " what a lie.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Faceless
RomantizmMatthew is a psychic, he inherited his powers from his parents, yet the first time he was able to use it he discovered the blatant betrayal of his lover. After that, trust issues were the main problem in his life, will he be able to overcome it all...
