[There is another whimper from him as Silco finally goes for it and closes the gap between them, sealing their lips together. Richard responds to the kiss earnestly, parting his lips and pushing down, drinking and tasting the the man below him. However, the contact is broken rather prematurely as Silco pulls away and Richard tries to chase after the lips till very end with his teeth and tongue.
The strength of the orgasm leaves him boneless and slightly light in the head. The only reason he manages to stay on his feet and not to stumble forward is because he's still holding on Silco. There's few beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and his dark locks have become messy and disheveled. The previous faint dusty pink flush covering cheekbones has now turned deep, hot red, spreading all around his body.
His eyes are half-lidded and he looks through his long eye-lashes as he tries to catch his breath. And the sight of Silco licking his fingers clean certainly does something to him. His stomach drops, equally both from mortified state and strange excitement, one that keeps the fire in his stomach alive despite his very recent release.
Richard stares Silco for a quick beat before pulls the man back down to another kiss. Though this time he makes sure not to let go of him until he's satisfied, kissing him with a feverish force, teeth scraping the bottom lip and tongue. He only breaks the contact enough so that he can whisper Silco the answer:]
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The strength of the orgasm leaves him boneless and slightly light in the head. The only reason he manages to stay on his feet and not to stumble forward is because he's still holding on Silco. There's few beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and his dark locks have become messy and disheveled. The previous faint dusty pink flush covering cheekbones has now turned deep, hot red, spreading all around his body.
His eyes are half-lidded and he looks through his long eye-lashes as he tries to catch his breath. And the sight of Silco licking his fingers clean certainly does something to him. His stomach drops, equally both from mortified state and strange excitement, one that keeps the fire in his stomach alive despite his very recent release.
Richard stares Silco for a quick beat before pulls the man back down to another kiss. Though this time he makes sure not to let go of him until he's satisfied, kissing him with a feverish force, teeth scraping the bottom lip and tongue. He only breaks the contact enough so that he can whisper Silco the answer:]
Yes.