[Iskandar's voice is deeper than ever, strained and heavy with hunger he doesn't even try to hold back. Waver's hands all over his body, those beautiful, slender hands, turn his blood to liquid fire. Every touch, every caress sending jolts of pleasure down his spine. He tenses when Waver's fingers find his nipple. A low growl escapes his lips descending into a moan.]
Θεούς... Waver...
[Iskandar tears away for a moment to admire his love. He's so caught by the beauty of the man in his arms that he has to remind himself to breathe. Waver's gorgeous black hair spread around his head like a halo, his pale cheeks flushed, eyes half-closed, lips parted. Iskandar leans down to kiss him. His hands keep tracing circles on the delicate skin of Waver's inner thighs.
Only when they finally part for air he whispers to his ear.]
Then surrender to me, beloved.
[He slips one slick finger inside him, carefully, patiently working his way up and down in a steady rhythm. He finds that special place inside Waver that hardens under his touch growing firmer with each stroke. Only then he adds another finger. The pace is excruciatingly slow but Iskandar would never want to hurt Waver no matter his need, no matter how much his hunger howls, no matter how frustrating it is to refrain from claiming him right here and now. All he wants for Waver to feel is pleasure. To spare him even the hint of discomfort.]
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[Iskandar's voice is deeper than ever, strained and heavy with hunger he doesn't even try to hold back. Waver's hands all over his body, those beautiful, slender hands, turn his blood to liquid fire. Every touch, every caress sending jolts of pleasure down his spine.
He tenses when Waver's fingers find his nipple. A low growl escapes his lips descending into a moan.]
Θεούς... Waver...
[Iskandar tears away for a moment to admire his love. He's so caught by the beauty of the man in his arms that he has to remind himself to breathe. Waver's gorgeous black hair spread around his head like a halo, his pale cheeks flushed, eyes half-closed, lips parted. Iskandar leans down to kiss him. His hands keep tracing circles on the delicate skin of Waver's inner thighs.
Only when they finally part for air he whispers to his ear.]
Then surrender to me, beloved.
[He slips one slick finger inside him, carefully, patiently working his way up and down in a steady rhythm. He finds that special place inside Waver that hardens under his touch growing firmer with each stroke. Only then he adds another finger. The pace is excruciatingly slow but Iskandar would never want to hurt Waver no matter his need, no matter how much his hunger howls, no matter how frustrating it is to refrain from claiming him right here and now. All he wants for Waver to feel is pleasure. To spare him even the hint of discomfort.]