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Euphoric First Love
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Tag me @cetan
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Post by Cétan on Jul 4, 2017 6:16:09 GMT
∆ "You drive me fuckin' wild!" Cétan could feel himself blushing from the very tips of his toes all the way to the top of his head. With his back against the wall and Agron providing a safe shield around him, he dropped his gaze. How could such pure affirmations drip so easily from his mouth? But Agron didn’t even need to speak such words, for he confirmed that feeling every single time he took Cétan to bed. The boy trusted him. Believed him with his whole heart because Agron’s actions always spoke the same truth. It made him wonder if his actions spoke volumes to Agron? Maybe he thought the passion wasn’t mutual due to Cétan’s embarrassed hesitation. Perhaps he should invest in words as well. His fingertips brushed under Agron’s shirt and pushed over his belly before dropping down to hook his grip onto the waistband of the elder’s jeans, tugging lightly at the button. He lifted dark eyes to meet Agron’s and although his brows still showed signs of worry, he confirmed, “Me too, Aggie.”
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Gladiator | Rebel
"Fuck the gods."
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Heart belongs to Nasir
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Rebel General
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Post by Agron on Oct 1, 2017 2:30:10 GMT
blood and battle
ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN
Agron let out a slow breath as Cetan's fingers touched his skin, the warmth of it coursing through his entire body. The powerful sensation of a single touch having such an effect on the larger male. As did his partner's finger hooking at the top of his pants, and gently tugging at the button. The returned words filled Agron with desire, his body heaving with it, leaning forward as he brushed back Cetan's hair to expose his neck, lips eagerly finding the skin of it and kissing along the plains of his neck.
"What's wrong?" Agron softly inquired between each kiss, having noticed the furrows in his brow and knew Cetan well enough to detect the nature of that expression, but not the reason. Agron's own hands moved to Cetan's side, slowly drawing up his shirt, his hands caressing the exposed skin as they slipped under the fabric and ran over Cetan's upper body while his lips continued to caress his neck.
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