ABASI
Abasi knew what to expect yet still found himself moaning, surprised at how much the feeling of Loren's cock against his would affect him. His hips leaned up as his eyes closed and he felt the overwhelming mix of need and desire that Loren elicited in him coming out as his hands grabbing at the other man's back, his eyes looking half-lidded at his lover with his lip bit.
The compliment that Loren gave him should not have made him feel the way he did. In one of their first conversations after the Blight he had been very cavalier about his own appearance, simply stating he was handsome as if it was just matter-of-fact and didn't matter. Yet, something about where they were, something about Loren above him...Abasi felt the words in a way he had never felt anything before. He opened his mouth to say something in response, but then Loren moved to kiss and nip his neck and all coherent thoughts left Abasi's mind.
Hands spreading out further across the Launceleyn's back, he let out a whining moan, leaning his chin up and pushing Loren closer, obviously encouraging him to continue. If Loren paid attention he would notice his own name mixed in to Abasi's breaths and whines, as well as a few words in his own language. As he moaned, almost without him knowing what he was doing, Abasi dragged his nails lightly down Loren's back, leaving red marks in their wake.
The compliment that Loren gave him should not have made him feel the way he did. In one of their first conversations after the Blight he had been very cavalier about his own appearance, simply stating he was handsome as if it was just matter-of-fact and didn't matter. Yet, something about where they were, something about Loren above him...Abasi felt the words in a way he had never felt anything before. He opened his mouth to say something in response, but then Loren moved to kiss and nip his neck and all coherent thoughts left Abasi's mind.
Hands spreading out further across the Launceleyn's back, he let out a whining moan, leaning his chin up and pushing Loren closer, obviously encouraging him to continue. If Loren paid attention he would notice his own name mixed in to Abasi's breaths and whines, as well as a few words in his own language. As he moaned, almost without him knowing what he was doing, Abasi dragged his nails lightly down Loren's back, leaving red marks in their wake.
Do not raise up intimate companions
For nothing is to be gained from them
Let your own heart be watchful over you
