Time Passes Too Slowly

[Nasir]

time passes too slowly Nasir had hurried out of the room before Agron and expected to reach their room first, but alas, Agron had longer legs and a longer stride. The later had caught up to him just paces from their door, spun him around and quickly captured his mouth. Nasir was immediately intoxicated. Actually he had been ever since that first moment they had come together. Without Agron's lips on him, his hands touching him, his cock inside him, the Syrian rebel felt like a physical piece of himself was missing. He was only whole when their two bodies made one. Nasir opened his mouth and invited Agron's tongue in to play, his eyes pressed tightly shut and his hands fluttering from his own cumbersome clothing to Agrons and back. Excitement lit every nerve within his body and suddenly everything was happening too fast and not fast enough. He stumbled backwards towards their door, hitting the wall a few times and knocking over a candle holder. "Agron..." He huffed, but was immediately silenced by more passionate kisses. Finally, he thought, as his fingers eventually pulled enough at the ties around Agron's waist and let his subligaria fall to the floor. With another step backwards, Nasir dipped his hands to stroke Agron's fully erect cock, a smile playing on his lips when it ushered a groan from the other.

^{tag : Agron}

[Agron]

Tag: Nasir

time

PASSES TOO SLOWLY

Agron had never been more grateful for Mira's presence that had allowed them to be relieved of their charge. Ever since Agron and Nasir had taken their relationship to the next stage, it had felt to be fucking impossibility to keep his hands off the Syrian. He had always found Nasir desirable, but getting to know him, and developing these deep feelings for Nasir . . . added an intensity to everything. Caused it all to be heightened. Their quarters never seemed so far and when they were finally there, Agron did not waste a single moment. He captured Nasir's lips with his own, devouring the other and accepting full access as he slipped his tongue between Nasir's parted lips. Drinking in the taste that his throat burned for, without even having realized it. One hand was on Nasir's cheek, thumb caressing his skin as he felt them move, small thuds indicating that Nasir was hitting the wall but Agron was too engrossed in him to cease action and ask if he was alright.

The way his name fell from Nasir's lips caused his heart to flutter, and his cock to ache. The way he said it was music to his ears, wanting to hear him say it more; say it louder. filled with pleasure and need. And to know . . . that it was Agron's name upon Nasir's lips created such a fucking honor within him. Agron breathlessly broke from the kiss when he felt Nasir's hand on his cock, groaning from the pleasure it caused to erupt. His very, hardened cock, aching for the touch of his lover. Before it had been a tease when he could not sate the desire but now . . . they were in their room. Agron heavily breathed before pressing his lips again to Nasir's, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth as his hands hastily pulled off Nasir's clothes, undoing whatever layer dared caused hindrance in feeling his perfectly formed body.

He moved them toward the bed, nearly tripping over a stool that caused him to stagger forward and just manage to catch himself, annoyingly kicking away the piece of furniture. "This time . . . " Agron began to say, breathless, voice more hoarse than usual due to the intensity of all he felt. His lips strayed from Nasir's to his neck, kissing along it and breathing in his intoxicating scent. "Do not fucking start what you can not finish." Words with the utmost teasing for it was Nasir's hand that had teased his cock earlier when no release could be found. He would not let him get off that easy this time. So pulled the final layer of clothing, Agron's hands cupped Nasir from behind, pressing him closer to rub his erect cock against Nasir's, the action drawing another breathy groan from the German.