@allmagick said © / prompt.
athens is not used to softness like this, every sexual encounter before meeting axel had always some sort of roughness around its edges, something that athens didn't like or dislike; just something he had grown used to, always wondering if that was how he deserved to be treated in bed. but, the softness that axel brings, it makes him think twice; he always finds himself feeling undeserving of anything soft or relating to that four letter word. he tries so hard to not dwell on it, scared for what he may realize if he does, if he is willing to go through another heartbreak; something that he always feels like he sets up for himself. but, now, he tries to push those thoughts back.
focusing on the way that axel is beginning to bury their dick inside of his heat, a soft whine leaving him as his head falls back onto the pillow, orange strands of hair are bright against the darkness of the fabric. brows drawn together as eyes flutter close, a look of vulnerability on athens's features as he sinks his fingers into axel's hair, playing with the strands as a moan slips out from his lips when he feels himself tighten around axel; desperate for movement now, enough for his eyes to open, unusually pleading look in his eyes.
' axel, i- ' for just a moment, he will allow himself to feel loved, even if this isn't love; he wants to believe, for he is starting to fall hard. he swallows hard, pulling axel closer, as if they could be any closer; all in order to press a kiss to their lips, noses brushing when he pulls back. ' i- i want you to fuck me ..... like you love me. ' he whispers the latter, almost as if he is scared to say it, he is quick to bury his face in axel's shoulder; just hoping they will follow his request without question, for he cannot handle the rejection that may come.
