Post by Shea on Oct 29, 2015 1:30:41 GMT
Jakoby whined against Jordan's shoulder, heart starting to race as his breath grew heavier. He sighed and gasped to the ceiling as Jordan continued to press hot, wet kisses against his throat; keen high and soft when teeth scraped against his sensitive skin. The hand that slid down to cup his ass had him pressing closer, hips rocking against a firm thigh. He felt nearly overwhelmed, everything in him focused on Jordan's next kiss, his next touch.
Nimble fingers dug harder into Jordan's shoulders before he let go; running hands down the man's chest to feel the dip and arch of every muscle. He wanted to follow the paths his hands traced with his mouth; wanted to make Jordan feel better than he ever had. Jakoby pushed their hips together, eyes rolling as his bit back a moan.
He felt so very dizzy in the best way, felt so in love with Jordan he could barely breath. If there was ever a doubt in his mind that Jordan was another missing piece of his soul, how his simple touches droze him mad was enough to banish them. He loved Jordan so much he ached for his touch. He hoped to whatever gods would listen that Jordan would never let him go; never tire of him or discover he didn't love him. Jakoby didn't think he could bear it.
He whined with loss when Jordan broke awake, eyes slow to focus and breathing quick. He throbbed with the denial, but he took a quick, shuddering breath. He knew Jordan was still unsure. He shouldn't have even pushed this far. "I.. I'm sorry," he breathed. "I made a mistake. I don't... try to seem so aloof all the time. It's just how I am," he paused, sucked in a breath. "It's just YOU that can drive me this crazy. Make me, ah... lose my mind, a little," he admitted, arousal and embarrassment brightening his pale face.
He didn't want Jordan to stop. He wanted to tell him he'd never disappoint him, and Jakoby would never leave. Instead he shifted away, shivering at the loss. "Sorry, ah. Let's go get something to eat." Though he wasn't hungry, especially not now, shifting uncomfortably as the sweatpants moved against stiffened flesh.
Nimble fingers dug harder into Jordan's shoulders before he let go; running hands down the man's chest to feel the dip and arch of every muscle. He wanted to follow the paths his hands traced with his mouth; wanted to make Jordan feel better than he ever had. Jakoby pushed their hips together, eyes rolling as his bit back a moan.
He felt so very dizzy in the best way, felt so in love with Jordan he could barely breath. If there was ever a doubt in his mind that Jordan was another missing piece of his soul, how his simple touches droze him mad was enough to banish them. He loved Jordan so much he ached for his touch. He hoped to whatever gods would listen that Jordan would never let him go; never tire of him or discover he didn't love him. Jakoby didn't think he could bear it.
He whined with loss when Jordan broke awake, eyes slow to focus and breathing quick. He throbbed with the denial, but he took a quick, shuddering breath. He knew Jordan was still unsure. He shouldn't have even pushed this far. "I.. I'm sorry," he breathed. "I made a mistake. I don't... try to seem so aloof all the time. It's just how I am," he paused, sucked in a breath. "It's just YOU that can drive me this crazy. Make me, ah... lose my mind, a little," he admitted, arousal and embarrassment brightening his pale face.
He didn't want Jordan to stop. He wanted to tell him he'd never disappoint him, and Jakoby would never leave. Instead he shifted away, shivering at the loss. "Sorry, ah. Let's go get something to eat." Though he wasn't hungry, especially not now, shifting uncomfortably as the sweatpants moved against stiffened flesh.