Intimacy often existed as a fleeting concept in Zelo's life, a precaution for what usually happened with being whisked away but he also preferred to leave others before they could leave him. So, he never drifted too close, never allowed for his wax wings to melt in the gaze of the burning sun. Until Sage popped into his life like an unexpected comet and wrecked all of his rules, blasting them into rumble. He not only drifted too close but had allowed for his heart to open little by little. It made it unthinkable to exist without Sage and what a horrifying thought to even consider. How could someone mean so much to him in such a short time span?
Need swirled around them and he could feel the charged air shift around them, pulling them closer and closer into something unknown, completely on Zelo's end because he had never fallen in love with someone else. No wonder others went to such great lengths for it and mourned its loss so deeply. It all made better sense to him and he wanted to keep it all within his hands.
Shivering from the praise, Zelo slowly pulled off just to tell Sage, "you can fuck my mouth and pull my hair. I want you to." The words were direct but he knew Sage would blush anyway, which he found entirely endearing. More than he probably should have but beyond all the snarls existed something more fragile and gentle.
With a wink, he returned to the task, sucking Sage's cock with a groan until he hollowed his cheeks again to allow for said mouth fucking. He wanted Sage to lose himself in the pleasure and not be able to think of anything else. The bonus being watching Sage fall apart and show that vulnerability. Meanwhile, one hand moved to run over Sage's skin, leaving faint red lines with his nails.
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Need swirled around them and he could feel the charged air shift around them, pulling them closer and closer into something unknown, completely on Zelo's end because he had never fallen in love with someone else. No wonder others went to such great lengths for it and mourned its loss so deeply. It all made better sense to him and he wanted to keep it all within his hands.
Shivering from the praise, Zelo slowly pulled off just to tell Sage, "you can fuck my mouth and pull my hair. I want you to." The words were direct but he knew Sage would blush anyway, which he found entirely endearing. More than he probably should have but beyond all the snarls existed something more fragile and gentle.
With a wink, he returned to the task, sucking Sage's cock with a groan until he hollowed his cheeks again to allow for said mouth fucking. He wanted Sage to lose himself in the pleasure and not be able to think of anything else. The bonus being watching Sage fall apart and show that vulnerability. Meanwhile, one hand moved to run over Sage's skin, leaving faint red lines with his nails.