Fic: Behind Closed (Elevator) Doors
They moved in perfect sync, the way they always do. Their breaths had fallen in complete cadence of short intermittent gasps.
“Oh Jin...” And Kazuya convulsed, releasing himself in Jin's hand. For a brief few seconds, he leaned his forehead on the wall and tried to even his breathing. Then in one fluid motion, he turned and kneeled down.
Jin thanked all the gods when warm lips pursed and hot tongue rolled around his tip. When Kazuya's lips slipped to take him whole, he could not tell if it was too slow or too fast. It was just too good.
Jin steadied himself with his palms flat on the wall but his arms were shaking as were his legs. The sight of Kazuya - one hand splayed on his pelvis while the other firmly around his base, lips red from the friction and eyes shamelessly locked into his - was simply sensuously surreal.
The ripple from Jin’s groin had become an overwhelming wave crashing outwards to his nerve ends. His scalp tingled on the roots of his hair. His toes curled in his shoes. He harshly bit his trembling lower lip but failed to silence his helpless whimper that turned into a primal groan. He closed his eyes and he was gone.
When he came back, Kazuya's face was in front of him, red tongue licking wet sticky lips. “You have evil mouth, Kame...”
“And you have the devil's hand...”
The replaced their clothes as they kissed. Jin pulled away and with a silly grin on his face, said, “That was really hot, Kame.”
Kazuya laughed. “Jin...you're hopeless.”
The End
“Oh Jin...” And Kazuya convulsed, releasing himself in Jin's hand. For a brief few seconds, he leaned his forehead on the wall and tried to even his breathing. Then in one fluid motion, he turned and kneeled down.
Jin thanked all the gods when warm lips pursed and hot tongue rolled around his tip. When Kazuya's lips slipped to take him whole, he could not tell if it was too slow or too fast. It was just too good.
Jin steadied himself with his palms flat on the wall but his arms were shaking as were his legs. The sight of Kazuya - one hand splayed on his pelvis while the other firmly around his base, lips red from the friction and eyes shamelessly locked into his - was simply sensuously surreal.
The ripple from Jin’s groin had become an overwhelming wave crashing outwards to his nerve ends. His scalp tingled on the roots of his hair. His toes curled in his shoes. He harshly bit his trembling lower lip but failed to silence his helpless whimper that turned into a primal groan. He closed his eyes and he was gone.
When he came back, Kazuya's face was in front of him, red tongue licking wet sticky lips. “You have evil mouth, Kame...”
“And you have the devil's hand...”
The replaced their clothes as they kissed. Jin pulled away and with a silly grin on his face, said, “That was really hot, Kame.”
Kazuya laughed. “Jin...you're hopeless.”
The End