[ That gladly sparks a little thrill, wholly unattached to Heinrix's manipulation of his body. Matt's head tilts, cheek pressing gratefully into the man's palm, as he angles to accept the kiss. The first brush of their lips brings a shocking chill, a delicate sweetness. An ice cream tinted kiss. Matt gasps into it, lips parting against Heinrix's mouth. He already feels overwarm, blood running hot in the best way, but when Heinrix's hand lands on his thigh, and that heat spreads--
The contrast between them sears. Matt's hips strain again, as he tries for both friction and a firmer touch of Heinrix's hand. He moans into his mouth, eager to drink in that cold that pierces the heat within him, but doesn't douse it.
Brilliant man. So thoroughly equal and opposite. Perfect as a dyad, balanced as a virtuous scale. Matt can't help thinking of the Vedic accounts that paint Soma and Agni, moon and sun, as lovers. Joined in operation ye have set up the shining lights in heaven flickers through his mind, a blissful, desperate prayer.
Finally, he has to breathe, and breaks off shuddering. ]
Please, [ he says. He's not sure exactly what he's asking for, except more. ]
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The contrast between them sears. Matt's hips strain again, as he tries for both friction and a firmer touch of Heinrix's hand. He moans into his mouth, eager to drink in that cold that pierces the heat within him, but doesn't douse it.
Brilliant man. So thoroughly equal and opposite. Perfect as a dyad, balanced as a virtuous scale. Matt can't help thinking of the Vedic accounts that paint Soma and Agni, moon and sun, as lovers. Joined in operation ye have set up the shining lights in heaven flickers through his mind, a blissful, desperate prayer.
Finally, he has to breathe, and breaks off shuddering. ]
Please, [ he says. He's not sure exactly what he's asking for, except more. ]