crucio (crucio) wrote in cwf,
@ 2009-11-14 22:12:00

open to greer
True to his word, Mikhal had worked out attaining his own little apartment through his rich friend. He didn't like to think that he was prostituting himelf out, and really, he wasn't exchanging sex... exactly. Just the pleasure that his bite could give.

The apartment was beautiful with lovely dark hardwood floors. It came all ready furnished in rich colors, mostly reds to go with the dark floors. Mikhal had sent a letter to Greer with the address on it, and nothing else, other than his name and a date with a time. He knew that would be more than enough and he had absolutely no doubt that the young sorcerer would show up. Greer was too curious not to show.

Heavy curtains hung across the windows, blocking out all of the light from the outside, and even when night came along they stayed closed. Mikhal was most comfortable at the mansion, and getting use to this new place was going to take a bit of time for him.

At the moment he was listening to Johnny Cash while he read a book, though he couldn't focus for too long. His blue eyes kept sweeping away from the words upon the pages to flicker towards the clock as the time that he'd scrawled down on the card grew closer and closer.

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	impotentwaffle 2009-11-25 08:45 am UTC (link)
	With every movement of his body, he urged Mikhal to take more from him. He was certainly not the sane one in this dyad. Something about Mikhal made him have a deathwish because he wanted more, more, more. He hitched his knees up, allowing him to grind down on Mikhal's cock as his fingers twisted into the covers on the bed. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	~welcome to the dark side, greer! muahahaha! crucio 2009-11-25 08:57 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal drew his mouth away from Greer's neck, allowing his fangs to retract as he lapped his tongue across his upper and lower lip just in case he'd missed a drop of blood. He pumped his hips faster, and one of his hands slipped down to wrap slender fingers around Greer's cock so that he could stroke him in time with each thrust. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Haa! Greer plans to tug Mikhal to the good side...good side plus sex :D

impotentwaffle
2009-11-25 09:12 am UTC (link)

Greer found himself getting hard again, riled up completely. The hand against him only added to that and he let his head go back, shoulders pressing hard into the mattress so that the arch of his back rose up. A fraction of his brain wanted to beg Mikhal to stop; he didn't think he could handle it anymore. But god forbid Mikhal actually stop.

He fucked himself against Mikhal's hand, body knowing just what to do even though his brain would be appalled at its lewdness.

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	Well as long as there's sex! Haha! crucio 2009-11-25 09:14 am UTC (link)
	The sound of Greer's ragged breaths sounded like a symphony to Mikhal's ears, and he enjoyed every little gasp and groan that slipped past the sorcerer's lips. He dipped his head down and kissed the other man on the mouth, his fist pumping mercilessly over Greer's cock as his hips rocked harder. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-25 09:57 am UTC (link)

He could taste his own blood on his tongue, and instead of disturbing him, it felt right. Hitching his leg up and around Mikhal's waist, he let his heel dig into the back of the man's thigh. He was going to come again, and there was nothing he could do to prevent it. No amount of chastity, or prayer was going to stop his body from doing what it was created to do. It felt completely helpless, and as he went over the edge, he marveled at how much sacrifice it really was to devote one's life to celibacy.

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	crucio 2009-11-25 10:15 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal held back the urge to come, wanting Greer to come again first. When he felt the other man's body tighten up, he broke the kiss to press his face against the crook of the sorcerer's shoulder, and he let out an all too satisfied moan as he came, too. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

impotentwaffle
2009-11-25 11:07 am UTC (link)

When it was done, Greer could hardly move. He shut his eyes and tried desperately to block out any thoughts that threatened to ruin this good feeling. Breathing. That's all he needed to do right now. The trust he felt for Mikhal was whole and even though he was completely vulnerable to him right now, no mental prowess left to work any magic, he felt completely safe.

His body was profoundly relaxed and after a moment, he turned his head to the side and opened his eyes. "Wow," was his review of the whole process.

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	crucio 2009-11-25 11:13 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal slipped off of Greer and settled beside him, and he moved to gather up some blankets to cover them up. Sex had never felt quite so satisfying, and Mikhal easily found himself on cloud nine. "I was thinking the same thing," he said softly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	impotentwaffle 2009-11-25 01:17 pm UTC (link)
	Greer felt that sense of contentment coming off of Mikhal, even though he couldn't see it in his aura. It was exciting to have to guess how the other man was feeling rather than simply knowing. Curling up under the covers, Greer focused on letting heat radiate from his body so that the space beneath the blanket heated up quickly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crucio 2009-11-25 01:45 pm UTC (link)
	The warmth was very welcome, and Mikhal couldn't help but smile a little bit to himself as he pulled Greer closer. He was warm from feeding from the sorcerer, and from what they'd just done together, but he still wanted Greer closer. "Will you stay until morning?" he asked quietly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	impotentwaffle 2009-11-26 02:58 am UTC (link)
	"I'd like that," he said, and settled in next to the man. He would leave when the sun rose; he was certain he didn't want to see what Mikhal looked like when he was sleeping. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	crucio 2009-11-26 03:24 am UTC (link)
	Mikhal relaxed and pressed his face against Greer's shoulder. He felt drunk, or a little high, the power of Greer's blood pulsing through his veins. He closed his eyes and tangled his legs up with the sorcerer. He wanted to watch Greer sleep, and he waited for sleep to overtake the other man. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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