Gold and Crimson eyes clashed as they made contact. Sion offered a slow nod before slowly lifting himself from his back. His hands found their position first at chest level on the silk sheets. His knees followed as he tucked them beneath his hips, lifting his delicately curved rear into the air for Mira to gaze upon. His tail slowly raises to wrap around his waist, exposing his entrance. It was a soft pink, a stark contrast to the brown of his skin. The fabric he wore still clung to the back of his thighs and the sides of his hips. Goosebumps were visible along his exposed and supple skin.
"By the hell's…" Mira whispered as his rough palms lightly caressed Sion's rear. His hands give it a firm squeeze before raising a hand and striking the left cheek firmly. The strike warranted a soft yelp from Sion before he buried his head into the bed. His back easing into a prominent arch. Mira's eyes watching the way Sion squirmed ever so slightly in his presence.
Sion's body jolted slightly as he felt the hot touch of Mira's somber manhood pressing against his tight and wet hole. A slow pressure was applied, it made Sion's hands grip the sheets and his teeth clench as he bit back a moan. The arch weakened as finally, Mira entered him. Hot breath left Sion's lips as a slow and quiet moan escaped him.
"Gods, you're big." Sion choked. His voice broke as Mira gripped his hips and slowly began to force himself further in. It was rather easy thanks to Mira's now sated hunger. But now, he hungered for something different. Mira's heart beat rapidly in his chest as his manhood throbbed with each inch that slipped into Sion's slick rear.
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A deep sigh left the large man as something primal brewed beneath his toned stomach. His mind pleaded with his body to show the small man mercy, but his hand had already grasped a bundle of Sion's blue curls. The grip forced Sion to prop himself up on his palms and his back to force once again. His mouth hanging open as slurred speech tried to form into words.
Sion's breaths quickened as he could feel Mira fully dock himself inside of him, his mouth watering as pleasure washed over him in a flood. His body bounced with ecstasy as Mira's hips clashed in a slow rhythm against him. The strokes were slow but filled with a forceful passion that threatened to make Sion orgasm. Each time Mira's dark presence found itself fully inside, it hit a spot that made Sion leak with joy.
The melody of wet collision and beast-like breathing filled the steamy air. Time eluded the pair, it could have been minutes, hours. Neither truly knew.
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Mira's hand released Sion's hair which caused his head to drop before being lifted with a firm hand to the throat. His unchaste moaning came to a grinding halt and was replaced with struggling breath. His back was pressed firmly into Mira's chest. The other hand which gripped Sion's hip began to dig its nails into his brown skin. Mira's heavy breaths in Sion's ear. It made his eyes slowly roll into the back of his head.
He felt himself reaching the peak of his pleasure. The pressure building up in his groin and balls as his teeth clenched. Mira was the first to arrive. Sion could feel each vibrating pulse as the hot liquid filled his quivering hole.
Sion followed Mira's lead as a loud moan now filled the air. His chest heaving up and down as he painted the sheets in front of him. Mira's grip had weakened around his throat and he fell to the side of the mess. His long hair falling around him like the gentle current of the ocean. His breath escaped him while his mind was in a haze.
His eyes slowly moved to gaze at Mira. Watching as he ran his hand through that peppered hair that made Sion's knees weak. Sion was smitten, his eyes trailing down to watch as Mira's powerful chest heaved in an attempt to catch the breath that had evaded him.
Mira's eyes gazed back at Sion. Starting at the soft and gentle curvature of his body. It was soft and refined. Even in such a state, Sion appeared as though he'd been birthed from the beautiful grace of nature's storms.
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"Are you?" Mira said barely above a whisper as his breath continued to run from him. "Are you alright?" Slowly, Mira crawled onto the bed above Sion. Gazing down at him with a soft smile. Sion had nothing to say. Instead, his hand trailed up Mira's body and hooked behind his head. Pulling him down into a sloppy yet amorous kiss before being pushed away. Not in aggression or disgust but playfully.
"I take that as a yes." Mira laughed softly.
"Fucking obviously." Sion said lazily, looking away with a blush. Once he had regained the use of his arms and legs, he slowly lifted himself up out of the bed. His feet not yet listening and making him stumble, his hand lightly grabbing the bed curtains as he sighed softly.
Mira sprung back up after a small moment. "I'll get you something to help you get cleaned up. Just wait here." He said softly, his voice demonstrated an unspoken worry.
With a small nod, Sion sat back onto the bed. His hands clasping over one another and his eyes gazing down at them. His heart began to pick up pace once more as the thoughts of what just happened filled his mind. His hands quickly slapping over his face as a scream was forced quiet by his palms once Mira had left the room.