King/Maru fic: Addicted
Title: Addicted
Pairing: King/Maru
Warning: fluff XD
Genre: Romance
Words: 448
Rating: R
Beta: nope, King will do with this whatever she wants.
Disclaimer: Huh? I do own me and King (
freakinmi ) owns us both, so yeah XD.
A/N: I hope you'll enjoy it, My Lord.
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King grinned wolfishly at his uke who answered back with a lazy smile as they both lay on the bed with King on his back, one of his arms used as a pillow, and Maru on his side with his head propped on his elbow. They wore nothing more than boxers, but neither was in a hurry to take off the last of the covering garments.
None of them uttered a word and they simply gazed at each other. Tonight they had all the time in the world, so they didn’t feel the need to rush things. They savored each other’s presence, the rare moment of tranquility.
Maru was the first to move lifting the hand resting at his side and leaned in towards Frea. He placed his hand slowly, softly on his older lover’s cheek caressing it tenderly; tracing his lips, his jaw line and then moving down his throat. Maru’s fingers moved leisurely, their tips barely grazing King’s skin as the drifted further down pass his collarbones, down the broad chest stopping only for a moment to tease a nipple before continuing their journey downwards. They drew a few circles around Frea’s navel and strayed further even slower than a moment ago and finally stopped at King’s hipbone - which curve was visible as Frea lay down on the bed - tracing it, moving up and down far enough to dip under the rim of Maru’s older lover’s boxers and retreating, following this patter for a long while before King broke the silence.
- Little tease. - King said in a suave voice.
- I don't see you complaining. - Maru answered with a smirk that quickly transformed into a soft, warm smile.
- No, though my lips are feeling a bit neglected, you know. - Frea grinned, his free hand now cupping his younger lover's cheek.
- Is that an order, My Lord? - The brown haired man asked leaning in, his hand never ceasing caressing King's body.
- A request. - King whispered when Maru was close enough for their lips to brush.
- Request I can fulfill. - And he closed the remaining gap between them, their mouths finally touching, lips moving in a sensual dance as they satiated their craving for each other. Craving that never stopped, longing that was always there. They were addicted, but none of them cared as their tongues met, wrapped around the other, pulled and sucked and explored.
- I love you. - Whispered the younger male who with a single flip of his hips found his place on top of King, fitting in perfectly.
- I know. - The King answered and dove for yet another fix.
Addicted.