Kratour panted hotly, unable to keep his breathing under control as the swirl of emotions and pleasures were clouding his brain. Perhaps this was wrong to do, maybe it was best left to not be tampered with. But his body ached for that of his one true love, the one that he had always cared for, even more than he would often admit. Sure, maybe this arrangement was only for pleasure before, but something had developed over the course of their 'relationship'. Something real, something that could be felt in the air. As the tall man's hands caressed the bare chest of his lover, he knew that there was only one truth in this world.
"Something the matter..?" Requiem asked his friend, noticing that something was off. He couldn't read minds, but even he knew Kratour was thinking about something as he looked into the man's deep blue eyes. There was something in there, something that couldn't be denied.
Kratour glanced upwards, but averted his eyes before he caught himself staring into the gorgeous orbs that were Requiem's irises. Chewing on his lower lip, he attempted to find some sort of excuse... something to say that would disperse this tension. Of everything, having Requiem worry about him was something that he... strangely both enjoyed and despised, knowing that he was being thought of and causing distress to the one he cared for the most (other than Shizno). "N-nothing, I..." He began, but words failed him once more.
Fingers touched his chin, directing his attention upwards. Requiem wanted for Kratour to meet his gaze, so that they could share yet another moment that they have so many times before. Req parting his lips, he didn't speak immediately, instead allowing his tongue to snake out and wet them. A detectable shift in atmosphere, Kratour's tension seeming to slowly leave his body, knowing that he was in comfortable, strong hands. Before he knew it, he found himself beginning to lean forward, no more than an inch. But he didn't need to.
Requiem leaned in the rest of the way, closing his eyes as his lips met Kratour's in a tension-breaking kiss. Kratour's eyes shot open as he felt the firm mouth of his lover on his once again, something that he seemed to be unable to believe every single time that it happened. But it wasn't long before he relaxed, his eyes closing and giving himself to the wonderful man that was his love.
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Which is a decent ship, but my real OTP is my dick/Kratour's dick.
"Something the matter..?" Requiem asked his friend, noticing that something was off. He couldn't read minds, but even he knew Kratour was thinking about something as he looked into the man's deep blue eyes. There was something in there, something that couldn't be denied.
Kratour glanced upwards, but averted his eyes before he caught himself staring into the gorgeous orbs that were Requiem's irises. Chewing on his lower lip, he attempted to find some sort of excuse... something to say that would disperse this tension. Of everything, having Requiem worry about him was something that he... strangely both enjoyed and despised, knowing that he was being thought of and causing distress to the one he cared for the most (other than Shizno). "N-nothing, I..." He began, but words failed him once more.
Fingers touched his chin, directing his attention upwards. Requiem wanted for Kratour to meet his gaze, so that they could share yet another moment that they have so many times before. Req parting his lips, he didn't speak immediately, instead allowing his tongue to snake out and wet them. A detectable shift in atmosphere, Kratour's tension seeming to slowly leave his body, knowing that he was in comfortable, strong hands. Before he knew it, he found himself beginning to lean forward, no more than an inch. But he didn't need to.
Requiem leaned in the rest of the way, closing his eyes as his lips met Kratour's in a tension-breaking kiss. Kratour's eyes shot open as he felt the firm mouth of his lover on his once again, something that he seemed to be unable to believe every single time that it happened. But it wasn't long before he relaxed, his eyes closing and giving himself to the wonderful man that was his love.
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Which is a decent ship, but my real OTP is my dick/Kratour's dick.
