Dirty Words (A Meme Starter)

[Cétan]

SACRED WINGS

ø "I want you to fuck me"

It felt like Cétan’s entire body was on fire. Every place that was touched burned and tingled, the sensation lingering long after Agron’s fingertips migrated elsewhere. These moments were so euphoric Cétan often had no idea what he himself was doing. Toes curled and thighs trembled. His hands balled into fists, grasping at shuffled sheets if only to keep him grounded in some kind of reality.

Was this reality? Was Agron really, truly and properly worshipping every inch of him, leaving him a simpering mess? How was this possible? If Agron had been a temple, Cétan was nothing more than the beggar outside the gates. Being this close, feeling this much, well it was nothing short of a miracle.

Cétan’s thick black hair spilled around his face like a dark halo as Agron moved over him, pulling the boy’s thighs to his hips. Oh god, he wanted to scream. It was too much, he wanted to stop; he never wanted to stop and suddenly it did stop. Every muscle in his thin body on the verge of snapping, he whined and opened his eyes. Agron had paused, an extremely wicked smile across his face.

When Agron leaned forward and whispered to him, Cétan blanched mortified. But Agron was still smiling and sat back to see just what his young lover would do. Cétan let out his breath, unaware that he had even been holding it. There’s no way Agron would leave him this way… would he? Another peek at the devil in Agron’s eyes and Cétan gnawed at his own lips, maybe he would… Cétan’s cock strained even while he blushed, completely embarrassed but in desperate need for Agron to continue.

He would have to do it. Sitting up, he slithered his arms around Agron’s neck, pulling his nervous lips to the shell of the older man’s ear. “I… I want you to fuck me…” he whispered, tightening his grip and squeezing his eyes shut as he became even more flustered. “Aggie… please….”

tag: Agron

[Agron]

Tag: Cétan

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Seeing Cetan undone in such a way fueled Agron’s desire and passion for the younger male. He was so damn desirable, all the time, and the innocence he possessed … was one that Agron wanted to cherish. Nurture. Protect. Take care of. He wanted to dote on Cetan, and offer him all that he could. He wanted to give himself in ways that he never would anyone else. And that included in physical aspects of intimacy.

Right now, he had assumed the more dominant position, which, was the consistent norm whenever they engaged in such acts. On top of Cetan, watching the way his body trembled under Agron’s touch. His hands fisting into the sheets. Agron’s own hands were at Cetan’s thighs, drawing him to meet each thrust, as Agron’s lips trailed over Cetan’s neck and body where he could reach. He could truly praise the other male forever; and then wish for another lifetime to do so again. But today, he wanted something else. He wanted to take things to another height. He wanted to empower Cetan.

The other male’s reaction was to be expected, as Agron saw the surprise in his features before he shifted to an upright position and wrapped his arms around him, speaking directly in his ear. Using the affectionate nickname. It took every ounce of strength in Agron to show restraint; to not just comply with Cetan’s request. Agron closed his eyes, breathing slightly heavier as he turned his head to kiss against Cetan’s neck, before his own lips pressed against the other male’s ear. "I want to feel you inside of me," he breathed into it. One hand rubbed along Cetan’s back, the other falling to the younger male’s cock as he glided his hand along it.

"I want you to fill me." With his length, and evidence of his pleasure. Agron lightly nipped at Cetan’s earlobe for a moment, the hand on his back falling to Cetan’s rear to push him even closer to Agron, rubbing their groins together where Agron’s hand remained on Cetan. "I want you to feel as good as you make me feel," he told him, stroking him a few more times before his hand abruptly stopped, not wanting to bring Cetan to completion in this way. He wanted to feel his release deep within him. "I fucking need your cock inside of me," he paraphrased, the sentiment the same, as he drew his head back and passionately pressed his lips against Cetan’s mouth in a deep, heated kiss.