Backwards Repost, Part 2
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:41:47 UTC
Kris breaths out with a little half-gasp and Adam's body goes on full alert. He steps so he's flush with Kris's back, lets one hand slide down Kris's side, linger right on the edge of the place on his back that separates what's neutral to touch, and what's clearly sexual. It's one of the places he loves best on men, actually, the little dip right before the waist flares into the ass. Kris shivers under his hand
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Backwards aka spanking fic Part 4 Repost
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:46:01 UTC
Adam has no road map for this. It's completely fucked up, so wrong, that this is happening now, like this, when there's so much unspoken between them. But the hotness of Kristopher Allen draped over his lap, now moaning -- that was an actual moan
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Backwards Part 5
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:47:25 UTC
He takes a deep breath. He needs to focus on Kris. This is about Kris, and Kris's needs, not Adam's fantasies. He looks at Kris's face, just the side of it that he can see, checking in again, like he has been all along. Kris's eyes are closed, his face bright red. Sweat glistens on his cheek, or is that tears? Adam's hand falters; he really doesn't think he can do this if Kris is actually into pain. Adam's never been into giving pain, not really, just a hot scene here and there, islands in a sea of sweet, hot vanilla sex
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Backwards, Part 6
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:49:48 UTC
Adam can't believe Kris is giving this to him, letting him do this, see him like this. He wants to give Kris everything, everything he needs, but part of that is stopping it when it needs to stop
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Backwards, Part 7
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:51:50 UTC
"No, Kris, we shouldn't, you don't--" he manages to gasp, but Kris's hand reaches unerringly for Adam's zipper, yanking on it while the heel of his hand simultaneously presses down on Adam through his jeans. Kris rubs his cheek against Adam's neck; Kris's cheek is covered with prickly stubble, the kind Adam loves to feel rubbing against him
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Backwards, Part 8
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:53:36 UTC
Kris's tongue pulls back and Adam figures that's enough of an invitation; his tongue presses tentatively at Kris's lips. Kris bucks in his lap; Adam figures, yeah and goes for it, pushing his tongue into Kris's mouth, pressing Kris's head gently to him with the fingers on the back of his neck. Kris makes a sound like something come undone and moves his hand on Adam's dick, too loose, tentative, but oh, fuck, Adam had almost forgotten about that in the heat of their kissing
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Backwards, Part 9
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:54:42 UTC
Kris pants on his lap for a moment, then brings his hand to his mouth, holy shit, sucks and licks it until it's dripping and brings it down to where Adam's hand is working
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Backwards, NEW part! Part 10
anonymous
July 1 2010, 22:56:14 UTC
He shifts his hands, sliding one up Kris's thigh, up over his hip and his back and into Kris's hair, and the other down to their laps; he squeezes Kris's hand, holds it still. "Slow," he says, then jacks Kris's hand on their cocks. It's sweet torture, forcing the pace slower, and Kris gasps into every pull.
Adam's hand in Kris's hair tightens and he takes over the kiss, pushing his tongue into Kris's mouth, sliding it around Kris's tongue, swallowing the sounds Kris is making.
There's some kind of wild joy rising in Adam's chest, the knowledge that he can actually have this, have this with Kris, holy shit. It makes him want to laugh, to throw his head back and sing, to grin and roll Kris under him in some flower-dappled meadow. He thinks Kris feels it too, the energy between them; he's gone all warm and pliant under Adam's hands, totally giving it up for him. "Baby, yeah," Adam murmurs into Kris's ear, tightening his hand around Kris's so he can't move it, and Kris shudders, body tensing, right on the edge. "Not yet, not yet,"
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Adam's hand in Kris's hair tightens and he takes over the kiss, pushing his tongue into Kris's mouth, sliding it around Kris's tongue, swallowing the sounds Kris is making.
There's some kind of wild joy rising in Adam's chest, the knowledge that he can actually have this, have this with Kris, holy shit. It makes him want to laugh, to throw his head back and sing, to grin and roll Kris under him in some flower-dappled meadow. He thinks Kris feels it too, the energy between them; he's gone all warm and pliant under Adam's hands, totally giving it up for him. "Baby, yeah," Adam murmurs into Kris's ear, tightening his hand around Kris's so he can't move it, and Kris shudders, body tensing, right on the edge. "Not yet, not yet," ( ... )
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and a kink i didn't know i had... i love it
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