@gravexheart location: your choice! notes: october event
“Fuck.” Adam groaned, the warm, wet sound of Prospero’s mouth working over his cock as the son of Zeus kept a firm grip on the back of his lover’s head. He drew his lower lip between his teeth, head tilting against whatever surface he’d been backed into, looking down the length of his frame to watch as his cock slid in and out of his mouth.
Adam…
A wince with a sharp intake of air followed, “shit- did you hear that?” Even as Adam asked this though, his hand stayed firmly planted on the back of Prospero’s head as he pushed against the back of his throat with a sudden jut of his hips. The fog creeping around their limbs, the pair half swallowed by it as the sudden spike in fear brought adrenaline with it.
Adam…
“Fucking fuck-” his grip slacked, cheeks dusted as he corded his hand through a damp mop of curls, mouth hanging slightly agape, pressure building in tandem with the mounting anxiousness. “I swear to fuck I keep hearing something say my name out there.”