There were long moments of touching and exploring, feeling the heat growing between them. When the hunter pulled back, he was struck with the intense way he looked deeply into his eyes. He wondered if the man knew who he was under the mask. Was it someone who knew him from his eyes. He searched the other’s as well, trying to guess if they knew each other. If they had done this before. He shook his head lightly. He didn’t want to guess. He wanted to exist in this world at that moment. This was Hunter and he was ready to be caught. “Do you? Hmm…” He pulled back some toward the trunk of the tree, voice growing playful and seductive. “How do you want me Hunter? What part of this body do you want?” He dragged a hand down his bare torso slowly before lifting his short rough muslin skirt to expose his hardening length, which he stroked lazily. “This?” His hand continued around his hip disappearing between his cheeks. “This?” After a moment and a low breathy moan, the hand reappeared and climbed back up his torso until he was able to suck a finger into his mouth, making a show of hollowing his cheeks and fallating his own finger. “Or this?”
Hunter felt the handsome pagan’s body so close he was going to go crazy with lust if they kept teasing each other. His body followed the male’s steps and he wanted more, he crowded the male against the trunk of the tree and he looked at him. “Fuck, baby” he whispered and licked his lips while the male talked about the different parts of his body. “I want your cock, your hole, your mouth, I want everything” he almost growled and took the other’s finger, sucking into his own mouth never taking his eyes away from the handsome deity. “I want to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for days”
