[It's not the first time. Far from. That makes everything easier. Waver's pulling at Iskandar to urge him forward, head tipped back in a soundless gasp as he's entered. He feels Iskandar move deeper within him with each rhythmic thrust, until he's fully sheathed inside. It feels so good - full inside, with Iskandar's weight on top of him - safe and protected and loved and desired. Like the boundaries between them have fallen all away.
A sacred moment.
Waver buries his face in Iskandar's neck to press kisses to the skin there as he adjusts to that fullness. Tears prick at the corner of his eyes as Iskandar says he loves him, wants him. That never fails to move him. Waver can feel it in every word and action of Iskandar's, and it always feels overwhelming at times that such a thing is true. Never a thing to be taken for granted and more than worth everything he's suffered through.
The only good enough response is to pull Iskandar even closer and pour everything he's feeling into a kiss.]
καρδιά μου...
[His own arousal demands more soon enough, and he begins to rock his own hips, encouraging Iskandar to move and set the pace. Beneath them, the wood groans ominously and there's another audible crack that Waver ignores outright.]
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[It's not the first time. Far from. That makes everything easier. Waver's pulling at Iskandar to urge him forward, head tipped back in a soundless gasp as he's entered. He feels Iskandar move deeper within him with each rhythmic thrust, until he's fully sheathed inside. It feels so good - full inside, with Iskandar's weight on top of him - safe and protected and loved and desired. Like the boundaries between them have fallen all away.
A sacred moment.
Waver buries his face in Iskandar's neck to press kisses to the skin there as he adjusts to that fullness. Tears prick at the corner of his eyes as Iskandar says he loves him, wants him. That never fails to move him. Waver can feel it in every word and action of Iskandar's, and it always feels overwhelming at times that such a thing is true. Never a thing to be taken for granted and more than worth everything he's suffered through.
The only good enough response is to pull Iskandar even closer and pour everything he's feeling into a kiss.]
καρδιά μου...
[His own arousal demands more soon enough, and he begins to rock his own hips, encouraging Iskandar to move and set the pace. Beneath them, the wood groans ominously and there's another audible crack that Waver ignores outright.]