Killian Carrick
The Call Home ... The Tune In Our Hearts
There was nothing but heat between the two of them. It was radiating off of them like they both of them had built in heaters. Pleasure was not in short supply either, as Killian felt it course through his entire body. It left him feeling shaky in the limbs, and his breathing was quick; Like he was desperate for oxygen, even though there was plenty of it. Christian was leaving him absolutely breathless right now. Feeling his lips against the skin of his neck, then slowly moving down his chest.
Usually Killian would of stopped something like this a long time ago with no hesitation, but this was different. Christian had him under his charm, and he was okay with this.
Killian, licking wildly at his own lips as he felt Christian's soft hands slide into his jeans, and softly coil fingers around his already hardened member, that was gently throbbing. He couldn't help but moan loudly in a deep manner, which left him gasping for air. The Irishman would pull Christian close to him and melt his lips into the other man's lips once again. His tongue slipping into Christian's mouth, melding tongues against one another as he moaned sweetly. The feeling of skin on skin was intoxicating; It was like drinking a nice whisky that had strong flavor.
Christian kept the pleasure going, as he would wildly gasp at the feeling of his nipples being teased and pleased.
"Mmmmm!"
Those were the only words he could mutter as he would feel himself be pushed backwards and seated on the bed behind him. Christian whispered sweetly to him, and Killian wanted to speak to him, but words would fail him. He simply felt his pants and underwear leave his skin, as Christian's lips found the member of Killian.
Fingers would curl into the cloth fabric of the bed, as he felt the warm mouth slide up and down his shaft. He was fighting to find words, words he wanted to say, but moans were all he could vocalize to the other man, with eyes shut tightly...