You got it. And now, here's my filth:
“You okay so far, Baby?”
The sight of Abe between his legs shouldn’t have made the heat pool in his stomach like that after all these years, but it was just as effective now as it had ever been. “You don’t know what it does to me… seeing you like that…”
Abe grinned in a satisfied fashion, “Oh Sweetheart,” he said, placing a delicate kiss to a part of Alf’s anatomy that would have earned them both an execution in the old days, “I think I know exactly what it does to you.” He finished, closing his hand around his partner. Alf bucked his hips and made an assortment of loud, strangled noises, trying to assert some sort of self-control and failing miserably.
Abe’s steady, even strokes were intentionally just shy of enough to be maddening. Alf could no longer think about anything except the rising lust in his brain and his body was begging Abe for release. It was still too soon, though, he knew it somewhere, and his body would just have to wait. “Nghh, ahh, … s…ss-stop, please, I don’t… not yet…” He managed.
Abe understood and obliged Alf’s request. Alf struggled to control is breathing while his hips jerked a few times, still anticipating the friction they hadn’t realized was gone. “Honey… are you all right?” The concern in Abe’s voice was strong and even in his lust-induced delirium, Alf could make it out.
“…Yes… just, ahh,” he hissed as he inhaled sharply, “need a minute…”
The orange-eyed Mudokon ran his hand across the other’s forehead. “Maybe we should stop, Alf… I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m fine, Sweetie. I wanted to go a bit longer, I just need a minute to catch my breath.”
“You know the kind of stress this puts on the body.”
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I've done enough.
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That was lame.
Last edited by Pilot; 07-06-2009 at 08:40 AM..
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