Good Morning
Kyun woke up next to the back of a fallen angel. Beautiful muscles engraved with black-inked wings, from his shoulders, down to the elbows. It was a true artisan's work, but with Sigfried as its bearer, he himself looks like the work of God. Sculpture like posture, ivory skin, long golden mane, muscles that stretched at every one of his movements; everything about Sigfried took his breath away. Even the wamrth underneath his fimgertips stirred his arousal. Absolutely a stunning man of his own. A couple of years ago, Kyun would've wondered what had attracted such a man to him, but now he saw it. It was love. Pure love, honesty and devotion Sigfried has put up for him.The remnants of his amazement still lingered whenever Kyun grew sentimental. His eyes trailed down, reading the beautiful cursive syllables that spelled out a rather lewd sentence; 'Sugar Ass'. The tattoo spoke the truth. It is indeed a beautiful piece of ass. Kyun chuckled and traced the cursive letters with his nails, stirring the bearer/husband of his in his sleep. "Sorry, sweetheart," he whispered as Sigfried went back to his slumbering state. Such a beautiful man, he sighed. His hands trailed upwards, to the black wings that trailed to the elbows. It looked like an angel's, and Kyun wouldn't be surprised if one would come and asked for it back from Sigfried. Kyun warmed at the though of last night's sex. He looked more like an angel then. A fallen one. One who would claw at the cloud's of heaven, break through its golden gates just to claim a sinner like Kyun. Holding him tight as sweat stick them glue and kisses sealed their silent vow. Limbs tangled and even nails dug deep into skin and sheets. Kyun shifted his thighs together; thoughts from last night sure stirred his morning wants. Not to mention the sticky substance that had long dried since last night. Fueling him with more and more need to take a bath instead of a light shower. But Kyun decided to leisured more and silently praised his husband in he morning light. Finally, Sigfried shifted; facing him yet his eyes still closed from the curtains of reality. Silently, Kyun praised him more; running a thumb over the light stubble that never seemed to go away even after a morning shave, experienced lips that could make even the strongest of men wet his pants, golden strands that seemed to shy away his face from Kyun's eyes. Once again, absolutely stunning. Kyun could see the wing tattoo trailed to the elbows, and made him looked more and more like an angel, or a bird, seeking for freedom. It highlighted his rebellious side well. Kyun could see how his spouse is when he was a teenager; hot-blooded, temperamental, determined, courageous, strong young man who puts efforts of what he wants to believe. Tough on the outside and inside. Sigfried's old soul reflected well from his tattoo, to he himself. Kyun eyes levelled down, until he saw the last of the three tattoos; 'Arse Destroyer.' Kyun warmed more when his name, along with his family name, engraved below the tattoo. He remembered how insisted Sigfried was to have it changed, and how shocked he was on that same night. Kyun wondered if he should get a 'Reserved for Sigfried S. Riverwalker' tattooed on his bottom to even out. But that'd be ridiculous. There was no need for tattoos when his ass itself already belonged to Sigfried. Besides, tattoos are painful. Getting the crowtits carved on his hip was enough for him to taste it for a lifetime. ...'Arse Destroyer'. It truly lived up to its name; his cock, that is. Thick and meaty, musky and salty, truly are what Sigfried is. Not only a destroyer, but a treat himself. Before Kyun knew it, he has his tounge running over his lip. And Sigfried's chuckle caught him by surprise. "Go on, and have a taste. It reserved for you, after all." "You were awake the whole time?!" Kyun almost exclaimed, but he bit his lip before it could hrow any louder. Sigfried hushed him by a finger pressed on his lips. Slowly, his beloved rise on top of him, whispering "C'mon. I knew you were hungry for 'breakfast' even when I'm asleep. Let's cut to the chase and have some 'breakfast' ourselves, yeah?"