“Do you hate me for this?”, Altair asked and he changed the angles of his thrusts again and Malik moaned loudly as his eyes pressed shut. “Can you feel it?”
Malik nodded not trusting his own voice. Altair bent down and sunk his teeth into Malik's shoulder almost drawing blood and he gasped in surprise. Altair's tongue licked over the reddening skin and he bit him again before he kissed Malik's lips.
“And this?”, he asked again and Malik didn't know if he understood the question. Altair's face was right in front of him and there was curiosity in his eyes as he looked down at Malik.
“What?”, Malik gasped before Altair halt his movements once more. He waited a few seconds for Malik to caught his breath before he went down and kissed him again but this time longer and with more force.
“This?”, he asked, nibbling at Malik's ear.
“I dont – think I understand.”
A low chuckle erupted from Altair's chest and Malik groaned as Altair's cock moved with his low laughter inside of him.
“What do you feel? It's not that hard of a question I believe.”
“I feel like going insane if you don't continue.” Anger swung with Malik's voice.
Altair's fingers brushed through his hair as he lowered himself to completely cover Malik's body.
“Do you feel safe with me?”
And Malik's frowned at the question.
Well, of course he did. It might sound strange but he never felt safer as when he was tied up and at Altair's mercy. He nodded slowly. Chills run down his body and he wiggled his hips to encourage Altair to continue. His cock was painfully hard and there was nothing more as to fall into the abyss of bliss and shut everything else out. He shut his eyes in frustration as Altair didn't made any attempt to move.
“Do not deny, Malik”, he whispered and suddenly Malik knew and his eyes fluttered open. Everything made sense as he felt the answers to his question burning deep inside of him. He felt so much that he almost couldn't bare it. He wished for his arm, he wished to hold Altair to seek more of his touch, more of his skin against his. Bright light invaded all of his senses as he tried to hold himself at the surface of everything that threatened to engulf him. Everything inside of him went warm, nothing like the hot burning passion but a deep feeling of trust, safety and...
Re: FILL: Trust 9a/9
Malik nodded not trusting his own voice. Altair bent down and sunk his teeth into Malik's shoulder almost drawing blood and he gasped in surprise. Altair's tongue licked over the reddening skin and he bit him again before he kissed Malik's lips.
“And this?”, he asked again and Malik didn't know if he understood the question. Altair's face was right in front of him and there was curiosity in his eyes as he looked down at Malik.
“What?”, Malik gasped before Altair halt his movements once more. He waited a few seconds for Malik to caught his breath before he went down and kissed him again but this time longer and with more force.
“This?”, he asked, nibbling at Malik's ear.
“I dont – think I understand.”
A low chuckle erupted from Altair's chest and Malik groaned as Altair's cock moved with his low laughter inside of him.
“What do you feel? It's not that hard of a question I believe.”
“I feel like going insane if you don't continue.” Anger swung with Malik's voice.
Altair's fingers brushed through his hair as he lowered himself to completely cover Malik's body.
“Do you feel safe with me?”
And Malik's frowned at the question.
Well, of course he did. It might sound strange but he never felt safer as when he was tied up and at Altair's mercy. He nodded slowly. Chills run down his body and he wiggled his hips to encourage Altair to continue. His cock was painfully hard and there was nothing more as to fall into the abyss of bliss and shut everything else out. He shut his eyes in frustration as Altair didn't made any attempt to move.
“Do not deny, Malik”, he whispered and suddenly Malik knew and his eyes fluttered open. Everything made sense as he felt the answers to his question burning deep inside of him. He felt so much that he almost couldn't bare it. He wished for his arm, he wished to hold Altair to seek more of his touch, more of his skin against his. Bright light invaded all of his senses as he tried to hold himself at the surface of everything that threatened to engulf him. Everything inside of him went warm, nothing like the hot burning passion but a deep feeling of trust, safety and...