All Night Long
Chapter Eight: Page Two
Their gazes locked as he slid his massive cock back into him, pressing
higher, harder, angling his body for maximum friction
and pleasure. Seifer watched Zell's every reaction, reveling in
his response and his gradual climb to an intense climax.
And when the spiraling sensations finally came to a peak
Zell held nothing back. Zell's lips parted as he sighed Seifer's
name and his head rolled back on the pillow. Clutching
their clasped hands, Zell arched into his hips, taking as
much of Seifer as he could. And still, Seifer watched, until
Zell's shudders subsided and he couldn't hold back his own
release any longer.
When their passion was spent, Seifer moved off of him,
giving him space, valiantly resisting the urge to pull
Zell into his arms to keep him from bolting from their
very emotional lovemaking. Zell didn't immediately
scramble from the bed, and he took that as a very
positive sign.
Propping himself up on his elbow beside Zell, he pulled
the sheet up around his naked body and tenderly
brushed wisps of hair off his soft cheek. Morning
sunlight streamed through the sheers covering the
window, making Zell's skin glow. Making the vulnerability
in his eyes more prominent. "What are you thinking?"
Zell inhaled a deep breath, let it out slowly, but his
gaze never wavered from Seifer's. "That I'm scared to death."
That wasn't the answer he'd anticipated, and Seifer frowned.
"Of me?" he asked cautiously.
Zell bit his bottom lip, and it took him a few extra
heartbeats to admit, "Of what you make me feel."
Zell was being truthful, with Seifer and himself, and that
was a start. "And what do I make you feel?"
Zell skimmed his fingertips along the stubble lining his
jaw, Zell's touch reverent. "Adored and cherished."
"Let me see if I've got this right," he said, a lopsided
grin curving his lips. "You're scared to death because I
make you feel adored and cherished?"
"Yes." He ducked his head, but not before Seifer caught the
tinge of warmth pinkening Zell's cheeks. "I know it sounds
silly to you, but nobody has ever made me feel that way
before. I've never let anyone close enough."
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Chapter Eight: Page Two
Their gazes locked as he slid his massive cock back into him, pressing
higher, harder, angling his body for maximum friction
and pleasure. Seifer watched Zell's every reaction, reveling in
his response and his gradual climb to an intense climax.
And when the spiraling sensations finally came to a peak
Zell held nothing back. Zell's lips parted as he sighed Seifer's
name and his head rolled back on the pillow. Clutching
their clasped hands, Zell arched into his hips, taking as
much of Seifer as he could. And still, Seifer watched, until
Zell's shudders subsided and he couldn't hold back his own
release any longer.
When their passion was spent, Seifer moved off of him,
giving him space, valiantly resisting the urge to pull
Zell into his arms to keep him from bolting from their
very emotional lovemaking. Zell didn't immediately
scramble from the bed, and he took that as a very
positive sign.
Propping himself up on his elbow beside Zell, he pulled
the sheet up around his naked body and tenderly
brushed wisps of hair off his soft cheek. Morning
sunlight streamed through the sheers covering the
window, making Zell's skin glow. Making the vulnerability
in his eyes more prominent. "What are you thinking?"
Zell inhaled a deep breath, let it out slowly, but his
gaze never wavered from Seifer's. "That I'm scared to death."
That wasn't the answer he'd anticipated, and Seifer frowned.
"Of me?" he asked cautiously.
Zell bit his bottom lip, and it took him a few extra
heartbeats to admit, "Of what you make me feel."
Zell was being truthful, with Seifer and himself, and that
was a start. "And what do I make you feel?"
Zell skimmed his fingertips along the stubble lining his
jaw, Zell's touch reverent. "Adored and cherished."
"Let me see if I've got this right," he said, a lopsided
grin curving his lips. "You're scared to death because I
make you feel adored and cherished?"
"Yes." He ducked his head, but not before Seifer caught the
tinge of warmth pinkening Zell's cheeks. "I know it sounds
silly to you, but nobody has ever made me feel that way
before. I've never let anyone close enough."
NEXT