I can't keep track anymore of where I end and he begins. It's just one huge ocean of pleasure and I'm being swept under the tide.
His skin is like fire, hot against mine as the friction we're creating threatens to explode. I can't hold back, my vocals increasing with every thrust. I'm begging, crying and praying to a God I don't believe in for something I can't even give a name to. I'm desperate for that release but I never want this to stop.
I'll never go back to how it was with anyone else ever again. Not after this.
My head leans back, twisting so I can share an awkward kiss. i suck his tongue inside, clashing mine against his in rhythm with every stroke of his cock. I'm whimpering, tears stinging my eyes as he fucks me in every single way possible.
His fingers are so talented, plucking at me like I'm the worlds finest violin. Rolling and teasing, the pressure building until it's too much and stars explode in front of my eyes.
"Sylar!" I scream from the very depths of my soul as my orgasm takes me over. My muscles are contracting so hard it doesn't seem like it's ever going to end. I've never felt so much pleasure, I'm quivering clear down to my toes.
My arms reach back, wrapping around the back of his neck. My teeth tear at the corner of his chin, my tongue flicking over the blood soaked stubble i find there. I've got to ride it out, my body cannot stop trembling, he's wringing out the last vestiges of my sanity with every continued thrust.
In the midst of all this insurmountable pleasure, an almost hidden tingle unfurls at my hip bone. The petals of a new blossom uncurling in ink being etched into my skin. My God, he's marked me and I have no idea how.
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Date: 2010-01-22 05:02 am (UTC)From:His skin is like fire, hot against mine as the friction we're creating threatens to explode. I can't hold back, my vocals increasing with every thrust. I'm begging, crying and praying to a God I don't believe in for something I can't even give a name to. I'm desperate for that release but I never want this to stop.
I'll never go back to how it was with anyone else ever again. Not after this.
My head leans back, twisting so I can share an awkward kiss. i suck his tongue inside, clashing mine against his in rhythm with every stroke of his cock. I'm whimpering, tears stinging my eyes as he fucks me in every single way possible.
His fingers are so talented, plucking at me like I'm the worlds finest violin. Rolling and teasing, the pressure building until it's too much and stars explode in front of my eyes.
"Sylar!" I scream from the very depths of my soul as my orgasm takes me over. My muscles are contracting so hard it doesn't seem like it's ever going to end. I've never felt so much pleasure, I'm quivering clear down to my toes.
My arms reach back, wrapping around the back of his neck. My teeth tear at the corner of his chin, my tongue flicking over the blood soaked stubble i find there. I've got to ride it out, my body cannot stop trembling, he's wringing out the last vestiges of my sanity with every continued thrust.
In the midst of all this insurmountable pleasure, an almost hidden tingle unfurls at my hip bone. The petals of a new blossom uncurling in ink being etched into my skin. My God, he's marked me and I have no idea how.