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After an entire year, the monster of his past finally loosened up the grip it had on him. He was no longer kissed by the tears he had shed, nor was he kicked in the stomach by the dark memories. After an entire year, Lukas, his own Lukas, was there with him, in the same room, breathing the same air and sharing the same bed.
He’d lost count of the moans that escaped him as the other claimed him; each one louder than the last as if they had been imprisoned in his lungs and eagerly longed for freedom.
His member was released though he could do anything but complain as he was met with the face of his own sky, staring at him and praying that the night wouldn’t end. Their lips were pressed together and he knew that if there was a Heaven, he was just now experiencing part of it. Three words followed, and he was now certain that Heaven existed; It existed, and it had willingly just welcomed him.
“Don’t stop telling me.” He begged as he allowed his arms to slide down and rest around the other’s neck. His nails started slowly digging into his back the moment they became one and he brought his face closer to his, feeling every breath he released against his pale skin and wondering whether or not he was truly worthy of such bliss. Regardless of the answer, he could help neither the lust nor the greed that devoured him at the moment.
“Don’t stop showing me.”







