~Soul Mates~
Setsuna was beautiful.
Graham watched the writhing young man, moans spilling out of swollen lips. Dark arms bound to the headboard by a long red ribbon and breathtaking eyes concealed with a black cloth, Setsuna was gorgeous. But with flushed cheeks, kiss and bite swollen lips, legs spread wide by Graham's hands, sweat thinly covering his body- he was delicious.
It took everything Graham had to not just take the quivering boy. Instead, he licked his lips, watching the vibrator abused Setsuna's entrance hungrily. His tongue lightly traced the outside of the puffy, wet hole, groaning when Setsuna gasped and dark hips snapped up. "God, you are so beautiful."
"A-Ah n-no I am not."
Graham tsked and leaned forward, bending Setsuna's legs, and lined their dripping cocks together. Setsuna gasped and bit his swollen lip, whimpering. "I'm so hard," Graham murmured into a red ear, "and it's all because of you. You make me like this, just like I," Graham thrusted his hips, hot flesh rubbing together, "make you like this. We are destined for each other. We are soulmates."
And the blonde believed this completely, blindly. No one has ever set his blood on fire with challenge and desire. No one has ever made him push his Gundam, himself, so hard before. No one has ever made him crave a battle. No one but Setsuna.
"G-Graham-"
"Yes?" Teeth tugged on an ear lope. The blush grew adorably darker.
"I-I want you, p-please."
How could he deny such a pretty pled?
Graham pulled the vibrator out, groaning at Setsuna's whimper of disappointment, and thrust right into that tight heat, condom already on and slick. He paused to allow Setsuna time to adjust, tugging the pieces of fabric off. Hands grabbed his shoulders, legs wrapping tightly around his hips, a mouth capturing his in a deep kiss. In his moment of surprise, Graham was flipped onto his back, barely pinned by the skinny body on top of him. When he was allowed to breathe, he could only watch as Setsuna braced his hands on his chest and started to move, beginning at slow pace, rocking his hips, moans spilling through open pretty lips, dark red eyes staring hazily at him.
Graham was never religious, but at this moment, in this bed, confirmed by the outside world-
Setsuna was an angel.
And Graham would spend the rest of his life worshipping him.
The blonde sat and thrust up, hands grabbing Setsuna's hips and pulling them roughly down. Setsuna meowed at the treatment, groaning when teeth scraped and pulled at dark nipples. Fingers tugged on his hair harshly, nails digging into his skull.
"Come for me, Shonen."
Setsuna's body tightened as white stickiness spluttered across their stomachs, before going slack. Graham flipped them around, pressing Setsuna gently into the covers, still rocking in and out of the spent body. The dark haired male whimpered at the oversensitivity. It was the absolute worn, blissed out expression on Setsuna's still flushed face that finally pushed Graham over the edge with a shudder and groan. The blonde pulled out, licking Setsuna's mouth apologetically when he whimpered, tying off the condom and throwing it into the trash can. Gathering up the loose body into his arms, the piolet walked into the bathroom and started a warm bath. Once the tub was full and temperature satisfactory, he got in, arranging the two of them so that Setsuna's head was cradled against his throat, sitting on Graham's legs to avoid putting pressure on his undoubtedly sore (and cute) ass.
The blonde pressed a kiss to (his) Setsuna's temple, but was pulled down so the two of them could share a brief kiss. The blonde's mouth curled into a silly grin, and he nuzzled damp dark hair, purring happily. Setsuna murmured "Idiot" against Graham's skin, even as he cuddled closer to the larger man, content.
