title: over 069. over
fandom: starfighter
subject: cain
word count: 180
rating: R
warnings: implied sexual content
notes: n/a
Cain is pretty sure he's read somewhere that sex serves other purposes. There's no denying that it's pleasurable... maybe more to one party than the other, but it's also about power and control. The act itself is animalistic, naked violence even in nature. It breaks, stretches and tears at insides, squeezes, tightens and asphyxiates so deliciously... his lips are chapped, but who gives a fuck as long as they keep going at this pace.
Abel's so supple beneath him, bending and molding into what he knows Cain wants him to be. Both their bodies are sticky with sweat by now, and Abel knows this little game of teasing foreplay is coming to an end. He slithers out of Cain's grip, but not so far from commandeering fingers, just far enough to get a reaction.
Cain snorts lightly with a smirk and shoves his partner further into the sheets on the bed.
Abel's always so welcoming inside... Cain gasps as the tightness only another body can provide engulfs him whole and he lifts Abel's legs up and over his own head.
