larue: (062 ยป)
๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2014-05-31 09:41 pm (UTC)

[ He doesn't even bother to hold back the noise that claws it's way past his lips because the room is soundproofed and he's cutting loose this time around. It's obvious: he is so totally okay with you hearing what you do to him.

No words now, just that sound as his hands reach down to thread through the softness of your hair, the feel of your scalp as he kneads the pads of his fingers over it. Yes, his eyes are on you. Yes, they are dark and full of so much want. Usually, they are so clear, and tonight they still are, in a way, but the look in them is something you haven't likely seen before because he's letting go, as best as he can so you can see for yourself how this is wrecking him.

A shuddering breath now as the tightness in his stomach is forcibly eased back, and the trembling movement of those hips as they rise up just as you slide your lips away.

Need is such a terrible and beautiful thing. Want is so visceral right now it cuts him clean to the bone.

You are his everything in this very moment. And he is certain, in his heart ( the one that failed him once and then beat again upon his awakening ) he knows, there is no one else for him for as long as he is l still, of breath. ]


Hikaru... [ that is as much a plea as it is a moan as he moves beneath you. ]

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