10-12-2008, 01:20 PM
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He had won. He knew this the moment Pilot cried out, a quiet whimper that followed the brush of Hybrid's teeth against his flesh. Pilot's hands informed Hybrid of his victory as they they sought him out, encircling his waist, sliding down his back and pulling him closer. Hybrid had known it all along, but it had taken Pilot some time to find the desire, buried deep within him, perhaps even hidden from himself. Hybrid was glad he was able to assist a boy as pretty as Pilot on his road to self discovery.
Hybrid gasped as the gap between them was eliminated, pleasure shooting through his limbs as Pilot returned his bites. Harder, he demanded silently, not wanting the other male to hold back for any reason. Harder, his mind screamed, in unison with a breathy, low moan as Pilot increased the contact between them. But Hybrid refused to say anything, refused to ask Pilot to do anything. No, Pilot would be the one begging, the one screaming in the end. Hybrid grinned, a wicked grin laden with the desire he could see reflected in the other's eyes. He shifted slightly, moving so he had more room, grinding into Pilot, moving his hips slow and hard. He ran his hands down Pilot's torso, raking the other male's form with his claws, moving lower and lower, pausing every once in a while, teasing him, taunting him. He grinned, and bit down-- hard-- on Pilot's arm, intending to draw blood.
Table by Mel!
i heard they say the boy's missing
He had won. He knew this the moment Pilot cried out, a quiet whimper that followed the brush of Hybrid's teeth against his flesh. Pilot's hands informed Hybrid of his victory as they they sought him out, encircling his waist, sliding down his back and pulling him closer. Hybrid had known it all along, but it had taken Pilot some time to find the desire, buried deep within him, perhaps even hidden from himself. Hybrid was glad he was able to assist a boy as pretty as Pilot on his road to self discovery.
Hybrid gasped as the gap between them was eliminated, pleasure shooting through his limbs as Pilot returned his bites. Harder, he demanded silently, not wanting the other male to hold back for any reason. Harder, his mind screamed, in unison with a breathy, low moan as Pilot increased the contact between them. But Hybrid refused to say anything, refused to ask Pilot to do anything. No, Pilot would be the one begging, the one screaming in the end. Hybrid grinned, a wicked grin laden with the desire he could see reflected in the other's eyes. He shifted slightly, moving so he had more room, grinding into Pilot, moving his hips slow and hard. He ran his hands down Pilot's torso, raking the other male's form with his claws, moving lower and lower, pausing every once in a while, teasing him, taunting him. He grinned, and bit down-- hard-- on Pilot's arm, intending to draw blood.