there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch
They got their pants off, both of them, or at least well enough so that it didn’t much matter (Loren, at least, need a couple tries to get the boots off and the pants from off his ankles). It didn’t help that he was distracted by the sight of Abasi’s cock springing into the air. The summoner’s own was equally hard, and immediately he pressed his hips down into the other man’s. The Launceleyn groaned as their dicks slid against one another and he basically collapsed on top of Abasi, grinning broadly.At least until the other man captured Loren’s lips in a passionate kiss. He responded eagerly, his tongue darting into Abasi’s mouth. One of the summoner’s hands came up to cup the other man’s cheek while the other rested on Abasi’s hip, fingers digging in for a moment before tracing feather-light circles there. All the while the Launceleyn’s hips rocked against the other man, the feeling of their hard lengths rubbing eliciting several moans from Loren.
Then he broke off their kiss to stare down at Abasi. The summoner smiled—it was almost tentative, but definitely sweet—down at the other man. ”Gods you’re beautiful.” It was true: Abasi had clearly been blessed in the looks department, and the Launceleyn drank in the sight of the other man, who, for whatever reason, was all Loren’s, all least for now. Then he dove down to that spot on Abasi’s neck that the summoner remembered from last time, the one that had drawn the most delicious sounds from the other man. The Launceleyn’s teeth and lips nipped and sucked.
This time, he wasn’t afraid to leave a mark. He could always erase it with his healing magic. But in at least some small way he wanted to lay claim to Abasi in a way that only the two of them knew.
and it's bringing me out the dark
LOREN
