[Yes! Okay. 2/2] Dark Cravings (I love you wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife~)
Send “Dark Cravings” For my muse’s reaction to yours dragging them into a dark room, pinning them against a wall, and kissing their neck.
Suddenly, it’s like his lungs are filled with ashes and the fire sparks wherever the angel decides to press his lips. Aaron is burning. Multiple times he’d been pinned down and ravaged by Justin, and each time only seemed to grow more intense.
The darkness was bitter sweet, a heavy blanket around them, and he wished he could see the other. Oh, but that made it more fun, didn’t it? The moan that escaped him had no hope of ever being held back. All he could do was grip his hair and tilt his head back to give the other free reign — for now, at least. He was not limited to it except by his own choice.
”Take it you’re not mad anymore.”