Theme # 29 The Sound Of Waves
Yes, the Hollow loved to be in control.
He loved the sounds his King made underneath him.
To him, they sounded like waves.
Waves of pleasure, pouring from the orange haired teen beneath him.
He smirked as he kissed those bruised and battered lips.
With each and every sound he found himself urged to move faster.
The sound of waves was pouring over him, causing him to move faster.
His King would writhe beneath him, calling out to 'the Hollow.'
And the Hollow would smirk.
Would thrust faster, watching as his King's eyes filled with tears.
Yes, he loved to watch his King squirm.
He was the only one that could do this to his King.
He would come increasingly close to his end as his King writhed beneath him.
His King would cry out.
His King would spasm and tighten.
He would still be in control as his King released.
He could hold himself back if he wanted to.
Yes, he loved being in control.
And even as his King ended he still pounded into him.
His King would wait for the next time.
He would spasm as he felt his sweet release inside his King.
Yes, he would always be in control.
And King relished that control as the sound of waves crashed over them, filling them with pleasure.
Hiza: Oh… My… God… Drabble… and it's a Lime? Oh wow… XD