Mateo
"Like silk?" Mateo echoes, his own voice a low, smiling murmur between them. His body roars with a crackling sense of euphoria that begs to be reckless, and at the next roll of Vesper's hips, it's with a stifled moan that he suddenly shifts to readjust himself, to sink down onto the other man's cock without any further delay or preamble. Sensation explodes like a ball of fire in the pit of his stomach, radiating fingers of pleasure that race up the length of his spine and drag Vesper's name from his lips like a prayer.
Biting at the inside of his cheek as he feels the pads of his fingertips skim across the demigod's teeth, it's with a stuttering inhale that Mateo rocks himself forward, each thrust igniting a fresh wave of heat and need that threatens to burn up into his throat and strangle him. You feel like the sun, he might have said if he were capable of words, but luckily enough for him, the man beneath him is more than able to hear it regardless.
Biting at the inside of his cheek as he feels the pads of his fingertips skim across the demigod's teeth, it's with a stuttering inhale that Mateo rocks himself forward, each thrust igniting a fresh wave of heat and need that threatens to burn up into his throat and strangle him. You feel like the sun, he might have said if he were capable of words, but luckily enough for him, the man beneath him is more than able to hear it regardless.
if anything could fall at all, it's the world that falls away from me
