Kylar's Fans: A Fictional Narrative

His lips met mine. The pace increased. I could feel the tightness in my balls. Tobias was breathing heavily in my ear. I cradled his head on my shoulder. Both our body were covered in sweat to the sound of them coming together.

Absolutely perfect. Warm and weighty, his intoxicating scent coiling around the time King. He groaned softly as Amaimon shifted in lap, his own hips straining upwards, rubbing the pair of them together. The feeling was beyond gratifying even with with fabric. Mephisto rocked his hips, resting his hands on his mates hips to feel the way he shifted forward. Their foreheads pressed together, their breaths mingling as they moved together. The soft gentle kiss had been wonderful, the rushed ravenous one was incredible. He pushed up into it, his head tilting as their lips met. Mephisto's body moved sensually, slowly, a quiet moan escaping his lips as he slipped his tongue into Amaimon's mouth. The time King enjoyed the movements, not simply because they were extremely gratifying though. No, he loved their way their bodies moved together, how Amaimon's hips rolled beneath his hands as he shifted forwards and back, meeting his own hips as he ground their clothed lengths together. Despite all of his desires it was easy to get lost in the moment. Lost in the way the earth King sat above him and how he had to lean up ever so slightly to meet his full lips. Despite the season Mephisto could so easily feel more than lust in their actions, love bleeding through every action now matter how small and the closeness of the moment left him out of breath, flushing deeply, wanting

Ace chuckled against my neck, the bass of the music still beat loudly his thrusts in perfect sync. He grabbed my hands and lifted them above my head, and pressed them firmly into the mattress. The next song started, Ace pressed his chest to mine and thrust inside of me, deeper and faster;

Your quiet breathing tickles my nose and I realise how close we are right now. I devour every detail; every freckle and mole, the gentle creases by your eyes, the stubble just beginning to pierce through the skin along your jaw. I watch as your eyelids gently flutter open, hazy with dreams, and in that moment my favourite colour changes from lilac to the murky green that is you. We lay there staring at each other, raw and open, vulnerable.

She could feel his heat envelop her, the man was a radiator. As he moved closer to her, her hairs stood on end. Her body all too aware of his presence. He lay an open mouthed kiss on her shoulder, then one just further up, and another, and another. Lazily kissing his way up to her ear.

“Did you say something to me?” Kellen asked as Johnny helped him with the next board.

“We teach each other.” When she shook her head, she felt the weight of her hair. Brody raked his fingers gently through the mess.

He closed his eyes, and his mouth opened slightly as he moaned. He buried his face in her neck, and she felt his labored breath. Reaching down, he took her by the wrist and stopped her. Pulling his head up to look at her, he rested his forehead on hers, brushing their noses together. "I am already dangerously close," he whispered.

My hands gripped the sheets tighter as his mouth made his way up my chest. When he reached my mouth and I could feel his breath lightly over my lips. The feather light touch killed me. I wasn't expecting it. His touch was so gentle, I honestly felt like I was going to fly out the window if it wasn't latched shut.

He stood before her caressing her soft pale skin as she dreamt of evergreen forests and the sweet scent of lavenders. He wanted her, he wanted her badly. He wanted to have every inch of her from her head to her toes he needed her. He wanted her affection and he wanted to be in her every thought.

His fingers delicately weaved their way into my hair as our eyes met. My body was pressed up against his with nearly no space between us. Our mouths were slightly agaped, neither of us really knowing what to say. My heart was numb, but on fire at the same time. My breathing picked up and I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

I turn to look at him, surprised to find him so close to my face. I was even more surprised when his soft lips met mine, claiming my breath in a single second. Normally, I would push a man away for suddenly kissing me, but I found myself wrapping my arms away around his neck. His lips sent fire through my veins, igniting my very heart with flames, and I felt the heat rising. When we finally broke apart, I gave him a small smile, before gathering my bag, and stepping out. I gave one last glance at him, before shutting the door, and watched him drive off. Even with him gone, the flames still spread through me, and I realized that when he claimed my lips, he claimed my soul at the same

His arms where his home just as hers were his. In a swift motion her arms shoot out, wrapping around him as she pressed herself against him more into the kiss. Her hands traveled up his back until her fingers gripped hold of his shoulders. In that moment, the moment she felt his grip tightening around her, she allowed herself to forget everything that had been going on in the world around them. She allowed herself to be caught up in the kiss, the one that was long overdue. She felt almost dizzy if it weren’t for her holding onto him she feared she would have fallen over.

“Ahhh… Now you’re talking… You little tease you!” — I keep my smile making my way towards him, slowly and seductively. I cock my leg over his lap, resting my pixie-like bum within his rugby thighs. I lean in towards his neck, taking his left hand and cuff it. Then, entwining the chain through the spindles of his chair I breathe in his ear and clasp his other hand willingly into the other handcuff. I pull myself up and look into his eyes, then slowly I make my way towards his lips as if to kiss him but, as quick as that I nimbly jump off.

but then as the warmth of her body, its whole length pressed agiast him, flowed into him, her raise his arms and tightened them arougn her. He laid is motu on hers, hard and then he swung her off her feet and without a word caarrie dher into th next room,