Killian Carrick

The Call Home ... The Tune In Our Hearts

It was almost like a part playing out of a movie the way this way going. Killian couldn't seem to figure out what was getting into him at this moment. Usually he was all about wanting to take things at a certain pace, and just talk and such. But Christian... He couldn't seem to get rid of this heated feeling, this hunger, this want... Killian felt the slight tongue of the other man on his upper lip, and it would send a quiver through his body. He saw the elevator open, and would then feel him and Christian enter with great haste; Almost like they didn't have time to spare, but really, the two of them just wanted some privacy from prying eyes. The dim light of the elevator added to the tension and air between the two men. Killian felt himself pulled back to Christian as he would wrap his arms around him with great ease, and swiftness. It was then, that Killian would feel the lips of Christian meet his, as he felt a great rush of warmth flood his blood and veins.
Killian could feel the hunger for him in his kiss, as Killian would part his lips ever so sweetly and savor the essence he was gathering from Christian. It drove him wild as he would push back against Christian as soon as he felt his hips press forward to his body. Killian could feel a slight rush go to his head: A tingle of sorts that would also go to his lips with each moment that him and Christian's lips met and parted.

What was this feeling? What was this, hunger, this tingling sensation that was taking him over? The Irishman kept asking himself, but the answer would be met with each kiss and push of the two men's bodies meeting one another.
It was within moments that the elevator door opened, and he would feel his eyes open as soon as Christian's lips left his. But his hand would clasp around Killian's as he lead them down an empty hallway and to Christian's room. Killian's heart was now racing like a galloping horse in an open field, and it was swiftly met with his stuttering breathing pattern.
This was really happening.. And Killian wouldn't question it for even a second. He was feeling more than lust. He was feeling something more, and he wanted more. But he'd have to get past this hurdle, and prove his worth to Christian. Even if it did mean he'd have to be in bed with him for a night.
Was this the crazy thing that people usually would do when they laid eyes on someone and knew instantly, that they had to know more and get closer to them? He didn't know for sure, but he was going to find out one way, or another.

The door to Christian's room was now opened, and he felt himself being pulled in and the door swiftly shut behind the two as Christian grabbed Killian again and hungrily kissed him. Killian couldn't help it this time, he let out a loud and pleasing moan that came from his gut. He loved the feel and the essence of Christian, and he wanted more... A lot more.
In fact, he got a feel for how much Christian wanted him, as he felt his jacket leave his upper body, and next, his shirt.
Killian stood there for a moment and locked eyes with Christian, and heard his honeyed words that tickled his ears.
"Good t'ing I like talkin' to you..."
Those were the only words he could get out, before he wrapped his arms around Christian and open his lips for him. He was loving the dominance from Christian, and he knew the more he submitted, the more it would drive him wild... After all, Killian was a pleaser, and he was good at his craft. Christian would soon learn this, as he moaned again but with a deep growl thrown in...
The taste was amazing, as Killian grasped at Christian's shirt and tugged at it.
"I 'ope you know how wild you're drivin' me right now...."
He said softly and sweetly to Christian as he bit his lip for a moment that his and Christian's lips weren't tangled in each other, and swiftly lifted Christians jacket and shirt, and pulled him back in for yet another fiery kiss, with his tongue sliding in licking at his lips. That taste again... How addicting it was...