A Tribute to ChannelD
ChannelD's Gorgeous Picture:
My Offering (drabble):
FOREVER AND ALWAYS
“We’ll find a way out, Illya.”
“But what if we don’t? What if I never get to…?”
Large, gentle hands smoothed down Napoleon’s belly and cupped his genitals.
“I’ve waited so long,” Napoleon moaned as his partner placed a soft kiss at the back of his neck and opened the fly of his prefectly pressed trousers.
Those hands became busy, stroking and squeezing, both men’s breathing becoming labored, until they cried out simultaneously.
When Napoleon regained his faculties, he leaned back and claimed his partner’s lips.
“You came too?” He wondered allowed.
“I have always followed your lead, Napoleon.”
My Offering (drabble):
FOREVER AND ALWAYS
“We’ll find a way out, Illya.”
“But what if we don’t? What if I never get to…?”
Large, gentle hands smoothed down Napoleon’s belly and cupped his genitals.
“I’ve waited so long,” Napoleon moaned as his partner placed a soft kiss at the back of his neck and opened the fly of his prefectly pressed trousers.
Those hands became busy, stroking and squeezing, both men’s breathing becoming labored, until they cried out simultaneously.
When Napoleon regained his faculties, he leaned back and claimed his partner’s lips.
“You came too?” He wondered allowed.
“I have always followed your lead, Napoleon.”