Once More

Chapter 2: The Taste Of Passion


A/N: Thank you all for the attention, reviews, and honors you've given this story. Special thanks to my beta Brokenshardsofmyheart99! Alright, I hope you don't get confused here. It's a bit of a shifting in timelines and there's a lemon or lime scene. And I apologize for the shortness of the chapter too.

Disclaimer: See first chapter from now on.


They turned off the lights and let the moon illuminate the room. "Why does it feel like it's natural?" he asked, unable to hold back his question. Many had told him that what they were doing was a sin. That the feelings they felt for one another were an abomination. Yet it didn't hold him back from going against his word to not bring shame on himself by committing such acts. Every time he was with the man he loved, he enjoyed it. The sensation of feeling his lover's cock within him, moving, and bringing them closer than ever was too much to turn away from. There was no addiction, but there was a longing that he often felt, one that his lover managed to quench.

He felt arms snake around him and pulling him into an embrace. "Because it is natural, love. I know that there are people who frown upon what we do, but is our love worth more than that of a man and a woman who do not have feelings for one another?" The question went unanswered, for they both knew what the correct response was. His lover pulled him into a deep kiss.

He could feel the pink tongue run over his, almost soothing-like. It swirled around in his mouth, touching his teeth and tongue. The sensation was almost unbearable. Knowing that he wanted more, he moved while still kissing, and settled on his lover's legs. He made the first move by divulging his lover's strong chest from the cloth that it possessed over it. The moment his hand felt his lover's naked skin, he felt like he could no longer stop, even if he was forced to. With ease, he managed to take of his own top and throw it into the darkness of the room.

Both began moving, friction sweeter than sugar was created, sending them further into ecstasy. Soon, their bodies were sprawled in a bed, naked. His lover always dominated in their relationship, but he never protested. It felt right, and he dared not be the one to ruin it. The same tongue that had soothed him earlier now ran down his sweat-covered body. It swirled around his chest, teasing him. A hand traveled downward, encasing his cock. He felt the hand go up and down his hard length. Though he tried not to thrust into his lover's hand, he gave in far too soon.

Through half-opened eyes, he managed to see his lover's face light up with the blush that he held. Sweat rolled down his face and he soon found himself even more aroused. His need to cum was building up far too fast for his liking. Grasping his lover's hand, he spoke. "In me… Need you… Inside." His lover raised himself and began to prepare him. It felt like an eternity for him, feeling those cherished fingers stretching him with care. He knew that if he reflected back on this moment, he'd wonder why he hadn't cum right then and there.

"I'm going to…" He placed his eyes on his lover's and nodded with a gentle smile. Within seconds, he felt his lover entering him, trying to angle it right so he felt pleasure. It wasn't until he cried out that his lover paused. Though he had closed his eyes at the blissful sensation, he knew in his mind that there must have been a smile on his lover's face. The urge to feel more got to him and he began moving before his lover followed suit. They moved in a rhythm that they had established not so long ago. He arched into his lover's caresses, relishing every time he felt his lover's hands.

It wasn't long when he came, brining his lover to an end as well when he tightened around his lover's member. The weight on top of him didn't bother him, he felt at peace when they were this close and intimate with one another. It was the morning the would upset him, but for that moment he decided to enjoy the moon's light on them, protecting them from those that wanted them apart. Turning to his side, he snuggled his head towards his lover's chest. Arms enveloped his body, a comfort he enjoyed. In mere moments they were both asleep, awaiting the torture that would soon come with the dawn.