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February porn, take 9
Today has gotten away from me; I'd meant to post this earlier. Also to reply to comments, which I'm running behind on. Whoops.
Anyway, here's another installment of Love In the Shadows.
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Talking will not take them anyplace good, so Lex tries to keep their mouths busy. He sucks a kiss to Clark’s nipple, wets his fingers on Clark’s tongue. Clark licks them, licks in between them, then sucks them in, two of them at once, moving them in and out of his mouth while he pulls Lex’s cock in his lubed fist. Lex bites at Clark’s chest, bites his way down his torso. Takes the head of Clark’s cock between his lips, slides his slicked fingers into Clark’s cleft. Clark reaches down to flip them both over, to take control, but Lex frees his mouth to say no. “You owe me this,” he says, and Clark nods, rubs his hands up Lex’s shoulders. Moans quietly as Lex swallows him down. He could take whatever he wants and they both know it, but he only ghosts his palms over Lex’s scalp.
Lex opens his throat, swallows, moves his head up and down. Slips a finger into Clark’s hole, and then another. Clark squeezes his eyes shut, clenches his teeth. He whimpers. Though he tries to show restraint, he can’t keep from tilting his hips up slightly, and then back onto those fingers, then up again. And more. As he gets closer to the edge two words escape him: “You can’t…”
Lex withdraws his fingers and pulls off with a pop. “Don’t talk,” he warns, climbing over Clark, lifting Clark’s knees, positioning himself. He slides inside hurriedly, leans down and covers Clark’s mouth with his own, and begins moving in and out. His lips and teeth clash with Clark’s as he thrusts. Clark cups his ass and draws him in deeper, harder, but when he breaks their kiss to breathe he can hear Clark grunting out the words.
“I know… you can’t… can’t ever…”
Lex stops him with a kiss again, and frees one hand to stroke Clark’s cock until he comes, crying out. Lex plows into him ever harder until his own orgasm. Which is good, better than it is with anyone else, but Clark is still crying and now that they’ve come Lex can’t keep him from finishing his sentence.
“You can’t forgive me,” Clark sobs, and Lex pulls out of him. It’s too soon but he turns away.
“No. I can’t.”
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Anyway, here's another installment of Love In the Shadows.
***
Talking will not take them anyplace good, so Lex tries to keep their mouths busy. He sucks a kiss to Clark’s nipple, wets his fingers on Clark’s tongue. Clark licks them, licks in between them, then sucks them in, two of them at once, moving them in and out of his mouth while he pulls Lex’s cock in his lubed fist. Lex bites at Clark’s chest, bites his way down his torso. Takes the head of Clark’s cock between his lips, slides his slicked fingers into Clark’s cleft. Clark reaches down to flip them both over, to take control, but Lex frees his mouth to say no. “You owe me this,” he says, and Clark nods, rubs his hands up Lex’s shoulders. Moans quietly as Lex swallows him down. He could take whatever he wants and they both know it, but he only ghosts his palms over Lex’s scalp.
Lex opens his throat, swallows, moves his head up and down. Slips a finger into Clark’s hole, and then another. Clark squeezes his eyes shut, clenches his teeth. He whimpers. Though he tries to show restraint, he can’t keep from tilting his hips up slightly, and then back onto those fingers, then up again. And more. As he gets closer to the edge two words escape him: “You can’t…”
Lex withdraws his fingers and pulls off with a pop. “Don’t talk,” he warns, climbing over Clark, lifting Clark’s knees, positioning himself. He slides inside hurriedly, leans down and covers Clark’s mouth with his own, and begins moving in and out. His lips and teeth clash with Clark’s as he thrusts. Clark cups his ass and draws him in deeper, harder, but when he breaks their kiss to breathe he can hear Clark grunting out the words.
“I know… you can’t… can’t ever…”
Lex stops him with a kiss again, and frees one hand to stroke Clark’s cock until he comes, crying out. Lex plows into him ever harder until his own orgasm. Which is good, better than it is with anyone else, but Clark is still crying and now that they’ve come Lex can’t keep him from finishing his sentence.
“You can’t forgive me,” Clark sobs, and Lex pulls out of him. It’s too soon but he turns away.
“No. I can’t.”
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I'm planning on 1 or 2 more days of angst, depending on how the writing goes, and then switching to something happier so I can end things on an up note.
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;-)