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Sunday Night - Roger's Room at Lammas Park - A Heated Confrontation

Aug 29, 2005 16:26

Roger brooded all day, thinking back over the last weeks since he'd met the real Adrian. The real one, not the cardboard cut out from his Hogwarts days. The one who said he wanted him and then turned cold and unfeeling and so damned close-mouthed about everything. Every time Roger tried to get close, tried to understand, Adrian shut him out. He ( Read more... )

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rogerin_davies August 29 2005, 13:46:25 UTC

And just like that, when Adrian sucked his finger into his mouth, Roger felt himself getting hard again. He sucked another mark down below the navel. The skin was getting too tight, but Adrian's gasps kept him trying for the next spot lower down. His nose pushed against Adrian's cock until he couldn't stand it anymore and licked up the length of it, tasting the sticky come, and loving the earthy taste of Adrian's lust ... for me.

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Adrian breathed hard a round the finger in his mouth, licking at it. The next moan was a whimper and he couldn't help his hips from bucking up lightly for more. He wanted to turn the tables, wanted to swallow Roger whole, take him inside and drive him mad, just as mad as Adrian felt. But right now he couldn't. Right now Roger had him pinned and his fingers curled tightly into Roger's hair. He couldn't help it as he moaned louder.

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Yes Adrian, moan for me. Lose it for me. Roger thrilled to the grip Adrian had on his hair. He kissed and licked around the head of Adrian's cock, holding it steady with ( ... )

rogerin_davies August 29 2005, 13:49:25 UTC

Adrian arched up against Roger, when those fingers sent electric currents through his body, his moans turning more insistent, more gasping. His eyes were closed, his fingers clenched hard in Roger's hair, trying to hold on, trying to convince himself that he didn't want to stop Roger.

Please stop, please don't stop, please... Madness and pleasure, that was what there was.

When Roger did stop, Adrian groaned in desperation until his body was covered by the other man, skin on skin, so good and he moved his hands to be able to touch, to feel it was real even if he couldn't see it ( ... )

rogerin_davies August 29 2005, 13:50:16 UTC

At first he didn't want to look at Roger. Didn't want to allow himself to be lost in that gaze and give it all, all of him. It would hurt, it would be wonderful and he wouldn't be able to resist.

But Roger's voice cut through his resolve and made him look anyway, their eyes locking. And once more Adrian knew exactly what was in his eyes, the pain and the pleasure and the longing and the... love, and yet he was unable to keep it out. He could only hope Roger didn't see it, hope that Roger would lose himself before he realised what he was seeing.

He reached up, one hand cupping Roger's face, soft parted lips against the pad of his thumb. Finally he spoke, a breathy whisper "Come for me, Roger..." he wanted it so badly as he strained to move with Roger, move into those hands.

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Does he?

Could he?For a moment it seemed so real, Roger felt so connected with Adrian, like they were together and everything made sense. He understood how silly he was being, pushing Adrian away while drawing him closer. Hurting him when all he really wanted ( ... )

rogerin_davies August 29 2005, 13:56:33 UTC

Adrian opened his eyes and exhaled slowly with a soft huff. Roger's breaths were hot against his skin, all of Roger was hot against his skin. These moments he loved, just... being. Roger's voice sounding as if... as if there would ever be more than just this ( ... )

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