[His fingers closed on Richard's hand, and he drew his lover back to him. His other hand moved to grasp Richard's hip as the other moved back onto the chair and into his lap, and he was keenly aware of the heat of their bodies and the pressure of Richard's long legs against his own. It felt like they could return to a sense of normal again, except Richard's demand remained the same.
Silco's blue eye narrowed and defiance surfaced again, a deep cavernous anger that had persisted him through the hard fought years of his life. His lips twisted into disapproval as if he were fighting with a bitter taste in his mouth, but his mind was churning even while he didn't bother to school his expression. He knew it was important to Richard, but it felt collar and chain being handed to someone else.
His breathing remained heavy as his mind overturned his natural inclination for defiance always. He slide his hand to reach between their bodies so he could take both of their cocks in his hand and stroke them slow but together. Every fiber in his being was telling him to refuse, ready and willing to ignore the fact that they had basically stepped over their threshold in the shower when they had built something unique to them and their relationship based on their coveted secrets.
That was enough. It should be enough. Would he let Richard become one of his jailers? Was that what this oath would be? He'd already made it clear that they were monogamous with each other, but this still felt a dangerous step too far.
His hand worked their flesh together as he channeled the energy of his base defiance to stroking their erections, his hips rising with the motions, to snatch control even as he found himself about to give it up.]
...I swear you are my one and only lover. [The words came from his lips like a snarl, as if he were waiting for the trap to snap closed around him.]
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Date: 2024-12-08 05:40 pm (UTC)Silco's blue eye narrowed and defiance surfaced again, a deep cavernous anger that had persisted him through the hard fought years of his life. His lips twisted into disapproval as if he were fighting with a bitter taste in his mouth, but his mind was churning even while he didn't bother to school his expression. He knew it was important to Richard, but it felt collar and chain being handed to someone else.
His breathing remained heavy as his mind overturned his natural inclination for defiance always. He slide his hand to reach between their bodies so he could take both of their cocks in his hand and stroke them slow but together. Every fiber in his being was telling him to refuse, ready and willing to ignore the fact that they had basically stepped over their threshold in the shower when they had built something unique to them and their relationship based on their coveted secrets.
That was enough. It should be enough. Would he let Richard become one of his jailers? Was that what this oath would be? He'd already made it clear that they were monogamous with each other, but this still felt a dangerous step too far.
His hand worked their flesh together as he channeled the energy of his base defiance to stroking their erections, his hips rising with the motions, to snatch control even as he found himself about to give it up.]
...I swear you are my one and only lover. [The words came from his lips like a snarl, as if he were waiting for the trap to snap closed around him.]