Sensations
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Category:
-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,676
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Wet
WET
The blonde man trails soft nips and wet kisses from the brunette’s mouth, down the throat and further. He stops over a nipple, painting the nub wet with his tongue. Sucking it into his mouth, he bites gently then hard before letting go. Ignoring the murmurs and pleas spilling forth from his companion’s glistening red mouth he does the same to the other nipple, making sure his tongue marks the tanned chest with his saliva. Satisfied he moves further down the pliant body. Reaching the navel he dips his tongue in, lapping at the sweat, tasting the remnants of the fruit juice.
With his right hand he reaches into the bowl, his left rests restrictingly on a tanned hip. The half-melted ice-cube drips onto the flushed skin. He lazily lap up the drops, renewing the ice when needs be. The ice water, the sweat and the natural juices leaking from the hard cock create a good-tasting mix. The blonde’s tongue laps it all up before he opens his mouth wide. He engulfs the swollen tip, sucking strong and hard, swallowing, tongue probing the tiny slit for more liquid. Both hands hold down the wriggling body, enjoying the moans and cries.
The blonde man trails soft nips and wet kisses from the brunette’s mouth, down the throat and further. He stops over a nipple, painting the nub wet with his tongue. Sucking it into his mouth, he bites gently then hard before letting go. Ignoring the murmurs and pleas spilling forth from his companion’s glistening red mouth he does the same to the other nipple, making sure his tongue marks the tanned chest with his saliva. Satisfied he moves further down the pliant body. Reaching the navel he dips his tongue in, lapping at the sweat, tasting the remnants of the fruit juice.
With his right hand he reaches into the bowl, his left rests restrictingly on a tanned hip. The half-melted ice-cube drips onto the flushed skin. He lazily lap up the drops, renewing the ice when needs be. The ice water, the sweat and the natural juices leaking from the hard cock create a good-tasting mix. The blonde’s tongue laps it all up before he opens his mouth wide. He engulfs the swollen tip, sucking strong and hard, swallowing, tongue probing the tiny slit for more liquid. Both hands hold down the wriggling body, enjoying the moans and cries.