there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch
For now, Loren was content pleasuring Abasi. While soon enough the summoner would probably seek his own release, at the moment he found himself much more interested in making sure the other man was taken care of. The Launceleyn didn’t know why it was so important to him. Maybe it was just lingering worry about not being someone worthy of affection; maybe he just wanted to prove that he was a considerate lover; maybe he just liked the feeling of power this gave him, to have Abasi so willing to submit to Loren’s ministrations.Whatever it was, he relished the sounds coming from the other man, and the feeling of Abasi’s cock in the summoner’s mouth, and the way the other man’s fingers tightened in the Launcelyn’s hair, all urging him on.
As their eyes met, though, Abasi and Loren felt himself pausing. Lifting his head up just a little, his fingers found the other man’s shaft and stroked it gently. ”Thank you.” The summoner hated how tentative he sounded: even now, he had his doubts, and they crept in at the most inopportune moments. He had no doubt his cheeks were flushed with passion and embarrassment both. However, words had never been his strong suit. It was better to let his mouth and his hands do the talking. So he gave Abasi a slightly sheepish grin.
Then the Launceleyn lowered his mouth back down to the other man’s dick. This time, Loren didn’t stop until he gagged slightly. He began blowing the other man in earnest, now, head bobbing up and down, tongue licking at the hard length. Each time, the summoner tried to take Abasi a little deeper, suppress the gag reflex a little more, relax his throat.
Until eventually the head of the other man’s cock hit the back of the Launceleyn’s throat. He hummed in pleasure, and his eyes flicked to Abasi’s face again.
and it's bringing me out the dark
LOREN
