So I pray to hands
And I pray to needs
To see Milo look at him with such clear hunger would fuel Sam's confidence and fantasies for quite some time to come; as the rhythm began to get harder, faster, he gripped onto the edge of the counter and tipped his head back, moaning loud and desperate, for the moment forgetting about the potential of listeners outside - all that mattered was Milo, servicing his desires.
He looked up at the kisses to his jaw and hearing Milo's obvious request, laughed and nodded. Gently reaching to tilt his neck nearer, Sam waited until there was a break in the beat of their bodies and bit, drinking enough to give them both the effects of the bite without draining too much blood from Milo. The rush of sexual pleasure that he suddenly received from the bite, while Milo was inside him, got Sam the closest he'd thought he could to an orgasm without true feeling.
He looked up at the kisses to his jaw and hearing Milo's obvious request, laughed and nodded. Gently reaching to tilt his neck nearer, Sam waited until there was a break in the beat of their bodies and bit, drinking enough to give them both the effects of the bite without draining too much blood from Milo. The rush of sexual pleasure that he suddenly received from the bite, while Milo was inside him, got Sam the closest he'd thought he could to an orgasm without true feeling.
And I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
SAMUEL
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