Author's Note: Sorry the the long delay in updating lately. But here is more of the Color Collection!
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Amethyst Passion - TheManBehind-TheJokersMask
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He couldn't help it. He knew he was possessive but it was only for this reason.
He loved to see the passion flood those Amethyst colored orbs of his lover. Even now. He couldn't help but want to look at the passion clouding his orbs.
"Duo." He murured, stroking long and slow, deep within his lover. Those Amethyst orbs opened back up and he nearly drowned in the passion in them. The man truley was a flirtatious man, but he was also passionate when it came to those he loved.
With him, it seemed that the passion was ten fold then it was for anyone else. It gave him great pleasure to know this. To know he was the only one who would ever top his love. He was possessive over that fact too.
He wanted to make sure that he'd be the only one to ever see those Amethyst eyes clouded with so much passion. He loved it. He could drown in them any day of the week.
People always tell him he too possessive over things. Like Duo, but Duo himself seemed to thrive off it. It was almost like he needed it for a reason to torment him, flirting with others. It was almost like Duo felt like he needed to remind him that he needed to keep a close eye on his lover.
He thrust in slowly, making the man beneath him arch up into him. He let his hands drift over every inch of Duo's quivering body. Heero stroked deep and watched as passion clouded his lovers eyes even farther.
He was close. He knew.
"Always." Heero let the hand guide him down. "Always yours 'Ro. Never doubt that."
Doubt? No, he never doubted Duo. Not when it came to this. He knew Duo was his and would always be his because he wouldn't give him up without one hell of a fight. He sped his pace up, lips leaving Duo's to leave marks across the sweat slicked skin of his love.
With his head thrown back in pleasure, Duo fell over the brink, gasping out a slient scream of passion. Heero fell over in the next thrust, bitting into Duo's neck possessively. "Mine." He whispered harshly in Duo's ear. So much passion, Duo was full of so much passion.
~END~