"Let's see if we can wipe that impish smile off your face hmm?" the whispered question made Morgan shiver and arching up he caught Tavington's mouth in a fiery, crushing kiss. The Colonel groaned enjoying this new side of the youth, oh how he hungered for dominance! He run his tongue over Morgan's teeth nipped at his lips until they were bruised and blood stained. Still the boy craved more, raking his nails down Tavington's back, writhing under him, moaning.
The Commander was only too happy to comply, his fingers roughly caressing the soft skin of the boy's inner thighs, leaving bite marks along his neck and collarbone. Relishing in Morgan's soft gasps and whimpers whenever he paid particular attention to sensitive areas or teasingly brushed his fingers along the younger man's length.
Amusement would shine in Tavington's eyes and he would repeat each little motion several times, getting slower and slower until Morgan thought that the man above him was seriously trying to drive him insane. His groaned his frustration falling on deaf ears making the Commander only increase his efforts, mirth dancing as fire in his cold eyes.
"Tease," the young man hissed through clenched teeth, bucking his hips into Tavington's his eyes closing. The Commander chuckled, nuzzling Morgan's neck whispering in his ear "If you don't like it then why do you moan every time I tease you?" He smiled running his fingers gently down Morgan's side savoring the groan that hissed between the young man's teeth. Leaning down he softly kissed Morgan's slightly parted lips shifting his position careful of the young man's wound. "My Morgan…" he softly whispered pushing stray stands of raven hair from his lover's forehead softly kissing his brow.
The young man turned his smoldering eyes toward the Commander "Yes Colonel?" Tavington smiled leaning down to softly lick Morgan's slightly parted lips tailing kisses to the young man's neck before he answered his lovers question "What is it you want?" he purred against soft skin rolling his hips down setting an agonizingly slow pace.
Morgan gasped his breath hitching in his throat his mind momentarily going blank his fingers twining in the Commanders thick hair. "I…I want…." His words came out as a harsh pant his fingers curling under Tavington's neck lifting his head kissing the older man forcibly on the mouth.
Pouring all his want, lust and passion into this single kiss making his lover groan in silent understanding. The Colonel seemed to understand and wrapped one of his arms around Morgan's shoulders tilting the young man up assuring proper leverage, and gently began to caress the young man's skin with the tips of his fingers. His eyes never wavering from the sight of beauty that lay before him, wet and writhing beneath his own body making his lips twitch in a dominate smile.
How he yearned to be inside this writhing body, lusted to feel his sweet unbroken heat surrounding him…he softly snarled in frustration causing Morgan to open his eyes. Tavington softly laughed kissing away the slight traces of concern that had leaked onto his lover's face. "Nothing love…close your eyes." Morgan complied slowly slipping back into his wanton state his body arching out of the water when Tavington ran his fingers over a deliciously sensitive spot. The Commander would gently push the young man back down again dipping his head to lick droplets of water from Morgan's graceful collarbone. Tavington's fingers strayed to the soft flesh of Morgan inner thighs his light caresses making the young man twitch.
His groans eagerly swallowed by Tavington's hungry mouth his fingers traveling from Morgan's thighs to his back his hips again beginning the slow pace. After a few moments Morgan was moaning his lovers name his hips fluidly meeting Tavington's his hands clawing at the commanders broad shoulders leaving behind red lines of passion. Tavington smiled when he felt heat wash across his belly and held the body close. Amazed at the tremors of aftermath that ripped through Morgan's young body.
He softly kissed Morgan wet hair and muttered soft words of love and comfort in the boy's ear. The Commander leaned back letting Morgan rest against his chest his fingers combing through rich hair made darker by water. Morgan looked up at Tavington with glazed sleepy eyes smoldering passion still lingering in their depths. He opened his mouth to speak but was silenced by Tavington's finger gently laid against his lips.
"Hush Morgan," he softly whispered leaning up and stepping out of the tub reaching down to help Morgan out. Entranced at how the water glistened on the boys tanned skin made golden by candlelight he unconsciously licked lips his appetite for the beautiful young man still not sated.
But his lust melted into seething anger when his eyes caught sight of the bandage on Morgan's side. "Bloody bastards," he hissed his voice harsh venom that made Morgan slightly flinch. The Commander suddenly pulled him into a fierce hug placing light butterfly kisses along the young man's neck and ear. "My Morgan…" he growled more as a fact rather then a term of endearment. Morgan lightly returned the embrace leaning against the strong Commander his mind at ease and licked away that water on Tavington's shoulders. "I think it is time that we retire to my tent, do you not agree?" Morgan nodded unwilling to let go of his lover and only did so when Tavington gently pulled away.
Morgan sighed contently and nuzzled his way farther under the covers pressing his face to Tavington's chest smiling when he felt gentle fingers caress his hair, petting him. The young soldier slightly titled his head, listening to the howling wind that ripped and torn outside tent, making him shiver. "What troubles you love?" the Colonel's rich voice slowly trailed its way to Morgan's ears. The young man gave a soft bitter laugh his voice slightly tainted with fear "The raving wind is his voice whispering in my ear." Tavington softly growled his arm tightly encircling Morgan's waist. "Nothing shall hurt you here, Morgan, I can assure you of that." Morgan only nodded drawing his body closer to Tavington's stronger one.
The Colonel gently sighed kissing the top of Morgan's head his hands slipping along the smooth skin of the young man's side his fingers stopping the gash that marred his skin. Savage blue eyes lit up with a cruel glint and he softly pressed down on Morgan's wound. The young slightly groaned his eyes closing as a soft tinge of fire laced up his spine. Tavington's eyes narrowed at the pained look that flickered across Morgan's face.
No wonder The Ghost had enjoyed torturing him so, the look of agony on Morgan's face was truly a beautiful sight…so addicting. Tavington eased his fingers from the wound leaning down to kiss the side of his lover's face. "Sleep now," he whispered his warm breath tickling the side of Morgan's neck causing him to tremble. The young man tilted his face up and softly kissed Tavington's mouth. The Colonel returned the soft gesture, his fingers splayed against Morgan's belly.
Morgan nodded and pressed his face against Tavington's chest, lulled and calmed by the commanders even heartbeat. The howling winds were now mere whispers…over come by his lover's strong breathing.
Tavington stayed awake long after Morgan's breathing became deep and even. He held the boy close in a strong embrace that was fiercely tender. He glared into the darkness his eyes dangerous and his lips pulled back in loathsome snarl. This Ghost was quickly becoming one of his new obsessions one that was beginning to occupy his mind even more then his beautiful Morgan. He ground his teeth savagely wishing he had something…no…someone to punish and take his anger out on.
Swallowing back the rage building in his throat his allowed his mind to stray to more…interesting things. He softly ran his fingers through Morgan's hair his fingers threading through cool sweat tainted strands. He kissed the top of his lover's head, relishing the scent of warm wine and sandalwood.