|Skeren Dreamera (skeren) wrote,|
@ 2007-11-16 18:10:00
|Entry tags:||gw, quatre, zechs|
Rating: NC-17 to be safe
Warnings: mentions of rimming
Word count: 272
Summary: That was one way to do pillow talk.
There was a curse from behind him as his lover finally started to ease away from his body, both of them still breathing hard, but he didn’t think that was cause to curse. Especially not considering how composed the older man usually was, so he blinked, twisting a bit to see what could have gotten the man to react that way. “Zechs?”
A callused hand rested on his backside to still him. “Please don’t move, I think your knee is on my hair.”
He felt a tug under his leg, confirming that was what happened, then watched as the silvery blond strands slid from his line of vision. He hadn’t realized he’d been that caught up in things, but the man had such pure emotions that sometimes just he got a little carried away.
It didn’t mean he wanted to accidentally bald the man while he was doing nice things with his tongue though. He knew most people wouldn’t be willing to do something like that, freshly showered or not. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, yes, fine, my scalp is just a little tender now.” There was a rustling sound, then his lover moved from behind him to stretch out at his side, meeting his eyes easily. “I’m going to take it as a compliment.”
“Still...” He just shook his head and leaned over to kiss him. Zechs wouldn’t let him apologize for enjoying himself, which was just as well. If he apologized too much, after all, the man might decide not to do it anymore.
Really, the man was just too good with his mouth for him to go and risk that.