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Masterlist of KinksOkay, let's make history and be more epic than
these people, shall we?
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Through a gasp, a subtle arch of the back, "If you wish."
Francis is graceful, yet not at all gentle in shoving the other backwards onto unmade mattress; and Antonio imagines that the jump of the visceral metal springs beneath him coincide with the music of the party just a wall away. He's a sight to behold: shirtless and on his back, legs splayed and half way exposed. Scars, ghost of scars, traces of faded red paper cuts like red rivers on a map, a map atop a wrinkled white bed sheet.
And Antonio is smiling, of course. As always, always.
In his mind, Francis laughs for the hell of it, for the sake of Hell, and he shrugs off his own clothing, visibly cautious despite his usual infamous haste. No word of pity bleeds out from the younger's mouth, but the task of disrobing Antonio completely is curiously easy and his wide smile only falters slightly when Francis hovers over him, hands on either side of Antonio's head, expression dark and heavy past locks of blond hair.
"Amor mío," murmurs Antonio, voice not above that of a prayer whisper's, raising a hand to lightly brush against the proof of ruin and wreckage on the body above him, "You are so direct today. So mad. No pretense or flourish."
But Francis captures his wrists with one hand and pins Antonio's hands above his head, "Were we not born that way, mi amor?" and starts to grind his hips against his. Skip past all the pretense, just pure friction, skin against skin.
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I think I love you.
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Your style is lovely(and the "amor mío" KILLS me).
I promise a fanart (whether it's continued or not, of course!) this week sometime. Hmm, Antonio in matador clothes and desperate Francis ... <3
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