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Two hearts, one body, two backs...



Colin looked down at the hands that were now caressing his length.  Ryan’s long fingers were trembling slightly – his inexperience and need showing clearly on his face.  A sudden rush of tenderness toward this gawky, gorgeous man … a feeling that he’d never dreamed possible consumed him.  He leaned in slowly, cupping Ryan’s face as he gently kissed him.  “I love you.  Do you trust me?”

 

“Yes.” 

 

Ryan lay back and bent his legs.  Colin thought that he’d never seen anything so beautiful – even if Ry hadn’t spoken aloud, his body would have spoken for him.  His eyes were glowing, and he bent down to capture Ryan’s lips with his.  The lotion was sweet-smelling, a whisper of the scent of innocence… of trust… and with a gentle knuckle, he began to trace a path slowly across ribs, around quivering belly to the navel, down the long slide of hip…

 

His body glowed in the gathering darkness ~ a beacon of need, of love… Reluctantly, he released the mouth of his mate, hearing the whimper, before swooping down to capture a nipple.  Slowly, ever so slowly, he nudged at the ring that protected his core.  Tension, hesitation… hips rising as he bit at first one nipple then the other.  One finger slipped in, then another…

 

He tensed up at the feel of one knuckle circling his sphincter, then moaned as Colin’s teeth found his nipple.  A flame of desire coursed from chest to core – only to be fanned into an inferno of need and pleasure…  He drew his feet closer to his body, stretching to feel everything… needing to feel everything… as first one, then another finger joined in.  Fireworks exploded behind closed eyelids as his prostate was stroked… and stroked again…

 

Ryan’s body glowed brighter as he was prepared and relaxed.  Taste… need so sharp that it had a flavor all its own – musky, sweet, a little bitterness over the lost years… (We should have done this so long ago!) Those wonderful green eyes glazed with need, body sweat-streaked, radiant in desire… The whimper of protest as fingers were removed, hips thrusting upward…

 

“Please!  Col, please…now…”

 

“Yessss…” Slowly… gently… He nudged against his mate’s opening… gauging his receptiveness…

 

“Now, please!  I need you… “

 

One thrust, and he was completely sheathed inside.  Fire, the need so incandescent that he could see the body before him through closed eyelids.  He rocked forward and back slowly in the dance that was as old as time itself.  His eyes opened, and the sight of his mate in the full flush of desire made his heart race.  His hips, of their own accord, moved faster… deeper…There was no ‘you’, no ‘me’ ~ only one being.  Complete.  Whole.

 

One thrust, and he was completely inside.  There were stars behind his eyelids as Colin continued to thrust slowly at first… almost teasingly, tantalizingly slow.  His hips raised higher, trying to draw Colin in deeper… Colin growled softly in deep in his throat, a rumbling that he felt through his core.  His eyes (oh god, his eyes!) amber-colored, as old as time itself, stared into Ryan’s… claiming him as his own.  Their tempo increased, driven by need… Ryan drew his legs up over Colin’s back, pulling him deeper.  There was no Ryan, no Colin – only one.  Whole.

 

Date: 2007-09-24 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdglyph.livejournal.com
Sigh. I heart this stuff

Date: 2007-09-24 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pdglyph.livejournal.com
Oh...I can feel it

Date: 2007-09-25 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ohbrie.livejournal.com
I was looking forward to that. Lovely maninal-sex. :)
But also, I love this about them: There was no Ryan, no Colin – only one. Whole. It just seems true of their best moments on stage together.

Date: 2007-09-25 03:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ohbrie.livejournal.com
Oh, yeah, the synchronised swimming bit - I was actually watching it the other day thinking how amazingly in sync they were. It's at times like this that some people might think the show's rehearsed. Too perfect to be improvised. But we know the truth: they are soultwins. :)

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