Vincent makes good of his promise of being faster to reach Cloud than the young man could reach him. He feels welcomed into Cloud's place without having to announce his presence with a knock, or verbal introduction to his arrival. Vincent slips between the shadows until he's in the same room as Cloud.
He traveled by his cloak, and the red fabric spiraled on the floor as if it were draining. Then it imploded into a shape that soon took Vincent's silhouette. Vincent then came into form. "Cloud." He walked toward the blond.
No one really knew when Vincent entered a shadow among the shadows. Cloud got used to that feeling when they traveled together. It still could startle him when he's in the middle of shuffling papers around on a desk that should belong in the office. He doesn't really make it there as he had been busy texting Vincent this entire time.
Upon seeing the cloak spiraling out he flips his phone shut while placing the papers back down on the desk. They could be moved later or completely forgotten. He can't really think about bills right now. "Vincent." He said back with a nod while smirking playfully a little at the other. "You were being serious."
The smirk looked good on the young man. The expression told Vincent Cloud was confident, which lured Vincent further into Cloud's personal space. He pulled the leather glove from his hand, then the gauntlet, dropping them both to the ground, but the items disappeared into the shadow of his cape before they hit the floor. His pale hands then came to Cloud's face, fingertips pushed up the curve of the blond's cheeks, and into the thick tufts of hair. He responded with a weighted kiss onto Cloud's lips.
His breath held in the center of his throat, and his heartbeat pulsed on the side of his neck. His chest tightened, his lungs ached, and he exhaled through his nostrils, where he took in a fresh breath to relieve the ache in his body. Cloud felt good beneath his lips, fingertips, and pressed up against his body.
Cloud never really knew what lured Vincent towards him. He never really knew what anyone truthfully saw about him. But Cloud had felt the same with Vincent. He felt safe around him even if there were moments where he probably shouldn't. Attachment could hurt them both, but they knew how dangerous it would be. Yet, they knew each other, they knew when they should stop before it got to that point. A thought to think about for another time. He matches Vincent with pulling off his own gloves and stuffing them into a random pocket.
The pale hands against his face sends a shiver down his back. He leans his face against them knowing Vincent hides them as much as he hides his own. Cloud's own hands move up to grab hold of Vincent's forearms. The kiss is met with an eagerness need matching the weight with a bit of hard press back. A soft moan comes from the back of his throat but doesn't escape anywhere. It vibrates making his chest grow tight as his heartbeat quickens.
His head felt foggy from the feeling of Vincent and his own emotions. Cloud's senses always seemed to go into a hyperdrive. His mouth parts open against the other's lips as if it was a hungry welcome for more. His hands grip onto Vincent to keep himself steady as he stays closely pressed up against Vincent's body. He can't help but want to continue on this moment. Cloud wanted to make Vincent feel good just as much as Vincent had made him feel good.
Vincent pushed himself against Cloud. His cloak swayed behind him in his pursuit. He slowly pushed his thighs on Cloud's, found footing between Cloud's feet, he ushered the blond backward. His lips parted with his smooth muscle pressed into Cloud's mouth. The vibration reads against Vincent, and a throb of pleasure coursed through his body. He took in a breath, Cloud's scent as well, and it filled his lungs with the remnants of Cloud's wanderings. Pollen, dirt, musk weighed with perspiration from the coming storm. Cloud's body absorbed these scents and now would take in Vincent's.
Pale fingers pulled on a grip of blond hair, and Vincent lowered his mouth down the front of Cloud's throat. His other hand moved down to Cloud's hip. His lips pressed moist kisses, and then his teeth would gently scrape the white skin leaving irritation marks as he moved his way down Cloud's neck.
Cloudโs hands slide against Vincent, moving to wrap around to his back to keep them pressed. Vincent is able to get him to start backing up. Cloud wonders where the other could possibly want them to end up. He sucks on the soft muscle within his mouth before his own slid against Vincentโs hungrily. The heat of his body coursed through him rising up first to his chest before spreading.
A breath of air escaped at the pull of his hair, he didn't fight against Vincent. Cloud dips his head back exposing his throat to Vincent. One of Cloudโs hands grip harder on Vincentโs back. The feeling of his lips lowering on his skin makes him shiver and his body tingles in pleasure. Cloud presses their hips together at the feeling of Vincentโs hand on his hip. He grinds on them as Vincentโs teeth scrape against his skin. The other hand moves to slide across the back of Vincentโs neck, his fingertips gripping lightly against the muscle.
The taste of salt, the feel of warmth, and breath scented of Cloud were heightening his lust for the blond. His heartbeat quickened, his blood rushed through his veins, and heat pulsed from within deeper than his flesh. Thoughts would challenge him at this moment, but he had already decided not to allow the self-deprecating thoughts to guilt him from what he wanted from what Cloud wanted.
Vincent kept his step steady and continued to push Cloud back to the bed. His lips returned to Cloud's, once again, for a deep kiss. His tongue thrust into Cloud's mouth and coaxed the blond's muscle in another wrangle of strength.
Vincent's busied his hands to buckles, straps, and leather. He discarded items off his body, and once again, the red cape inhaled the pieces into itself. Vincent pulled his arms from his leather suit and pushed the outfit down to his hips, his chest was bare, save for the cloak that remained. He then turned his hands onto Cloud, endeavoring to remove just as much clothing from the other.
With each passing moment he could feel himself getting lost within Vincent. His own thoughts would be pushed aside as Cloud wanted to feel, taste and be near Vincent. If they needed to they could talk about this afterward together.
Cloud followed Vincent's every step allowing the other to lead them. It wouldn't take that many more steps back. He breathes through his nose as his own lips press hard into the deepened one. Cloud's tongue curls around Vincent's and thrusts back for that strength of power.
He could hear the removal of some of the clothing. He can't help but want to keep his hands on Vincent. If they aren't on his back on will be on sliding against his chest and the other on Vincent's side.
Cloud feels the back of his knees hit against the bed but he doesn't make to move on it. Instead he moves his hands to help Vincent remove remove his clothing. The belts coming undone first to let go before going for zippers. He's already barefoot from being inside all day and he slides off his pants easily and kicks them away from them.
Vincent's fingertips pulled at the band of Cloud's underwear. He dipped his hands in between the fabric to palm both of Cloud's ass cheeks. Long thin fingers massaged gently at the firm buttocks, and Vincent pressed his bare chest against the blond's, with an exhalation of relief. He enjoyed the tight muscle Cloud's self-discipline sculpted on his body. Vincent's body shared the same tale of strength, as well as evidence of a past of trauma. Scars paved roads of torture, pain, and horror across Vincent's flesh.
Vincent's paraffin flesh paled in comparison to Cloud's, which looked warm and inviting. Vincent appreciated the blond's attraction, nevertheless, to him. He felt eager to elicit bliss within the blond. He wanted the young man to become lost to the fog of pleasure and ride the waves of delight out into the sweet oblivion of release. Vincent's mouth moved down on Cloud, speed tracking his way south. He crouched and began to mouth Cloud over his boxers. Intentional heavy breaths heated across Cloud's shape with moisture from his tongue. His hands slid around Cloud's hips, the waistband of the young man's underwear anchored with Vincent's wrists, and he pulled down the fabric as both his hands came to Cloud's front. One hand fixed on Cloud's cock while the other shoved the clothing. Vincent's mouth was once again on Cloud's member, this time bringing the heated flesh within him. His lips tightened around Cloud's girth, and his teeth gently ran across the young man's flesh as he pulled his head back. His mouth left a glistening trail of saliva, which promptly disappeared again with a shove of his head down Cloud's length-as far as he can fit the blond in his mouth.
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Date: 2020-06-30 02:37 am (UTC)No. I want you to feel me.
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Date: 2020-07-01 12:01 am (UTC)Is it safer through text?
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Date: 2020-07-01 12:21 am (UTC)It's not enough.
I'm going down on your cock.
Are you into the text speak? This is embarrassing. I would rather be doing the actual action.
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Date: 2020-07-01 04:15 am (UTC)He traveled by his cloak, and the red fabric spiraled on the floor as if it were draining. Then it imploded into a shape that soon took Vincent's silhouette. Vincent then came into form. "Cloud." He walked toward the blond.
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Date: 2020-07-01 12:16 pm (UTC)Upon seeing the cloak spiraling out he flips his phone shut while placing the papers back down on the desk. They could be moved later or completely forgotten. He can't really think about bills right now. "Vincent." He said back with a nod while smirking playfully a little at the other. "You were being serious."
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Date: 2020-07-03 02:25 am (UTC)His breath held in the center of his throat, and his heartbeat pulsed on the side of his neck. His chest tightened, his lungs ached, and he exhaled through his nostrils, where he took in a fresh breath to relieve the ache in his body. Cloud felt good beneath his lips, fingertips, and pressed up against his body.
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Date: 2020-07-03 03:13 am (UTC)The pale hands against his face sends a shiver down his back. He leans his face against them knowing Vincent hides them as much as he hides his own. Cloud's own hands move up to grab hold of Vincent's forearms. The kiss is met with an eagerness need matching the weight with a bit of hard press back. A soft moan comes from the back of his throat but doesn't escape anywhere. It vibrates making his chest grow tight as his heartbeat quickens.
His head felt foggy from the feeling of Vincent and his own emotions. Cloud's senses always seemed to go into a hyperdrive. His mouth parts open against the other's lips as if it was a hungry welcome for more. His hands grip onto Vincent to keep himself steady as he stays closely pressed up against Vincent's body. He can't help but want to continue on this moment. Cloud wanted to make Vincent feel good just as much as Vincent had made him feel good.
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Date: 2020-07-04 04:00 am (UTC)Pale fingers pulled on a grip of blond hair, and Vincent lowered his mouth down the front of Cloud's throat. His other hand moved down to Cloud's hip. His lips pressed moist kisses, and then his teeth would gently scrape the white skin leaving irritation marks as he moved his way down Cloud's neck.
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Date: 2020-07-04 05:47 pm (UTC)A breath of air escaped at the pull of his hair, he didn't fight against Vincent. Cloud dips his head back exposing his throat to Vincent. One of Cloudโs hands grip harder on Vincentโs back. The feeling of his lips lowering on his skin makes him shiver and his body tingles in pleasure. Cloud presses their hips together at the feeling of Vincentโs hand on his hip. He grinds on them as Vincentโs teeth scrape against his skin. The other hand moves to slide across the back of Vincentโs neck, his fingertips gripping lightly against the muscle.
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Date: 2020-07-05 02:32 am (UTC)Vincent kept his step steady and continued to push Cloud back to the bed. His lips returned to Cloud's, once again, for a deep kiss. His tongue thrust into Cloud's mouth and coaxed the blond's muscle in another wrangle of strength.
Vincent's busied his hands to buckles, straps, and leather. He discarded items off his body, and once again, the red cape inhaled the pieces into itself. Vincent pulled his arms from his leather suit and pushed the outfit down to his hips, his chest was bare, save for the cloak that remained. He then turned his hands onto Cloud, endeavoring to remove just as much clothing from the other.
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Date: 2020-07-05 02:50 am (UTC)Cloud followed Vincent's every step allowing the other to lead them. It wouldn't take that many more steps back. He breathes through his nose as his own lips press hard into the deepened one. Cloud's tongue curls around Vincent's and thrusts back for that strength of power.
He could hear the removal of some of the clothing. He can't help but want to keep his hands on Vincent. If they aren't on his back on will be on sliding against his chest and the other on Vincent's side.
Cloud feels the back of his knees hit against the bed but he doesn't make to move on it. Instead he moves his hands to help Vincent remove remove his clothing. The belts coming undone first to let go before going for zippers. He's already barefoot from being inside all day and he slides off his pants easily and kicks them away from them.
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Date: 2020-07-09 02:11 am (UTC)Vincent's paraffin flesh paled in comparison to Cloud's, which looked warm and inviting. Vincent appreciated the blond's attraction, nevertheless, to him. He felt eager to elicit bliss within the blond. He wanted the young man to become lost to the fog of pleasure and ride the waves of delight out into the sweet oblivion of release. Vincent's mouth moved down on Cloud, speed tracking his way south. He crouched and began to mouth Cloud over his boxers. Intentional heavy breaths heated across Cloud's shape with moisture from his tongue. His hands slid around Cloud's hips, the waistband of the young man's underwear anchored with Vincent's wrists, and he pulled down the fabric as both his hands came to Cloud's front. One hand fixed on Cloud's cock while the other shoved the clothing. Vincent's mouth was once again on Cloud's member, this time bringing the heated flesh within him. His lips tightened around Cloud's girth, and his teeth gently ran across the young man's flesh as he pulled his head back. His mouth left a glistening trail of saliva, which promptly disappeared again with a shove of his head down Cloud's length-as far as he can fit the blond in his mouth.
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