[ The hand encircling his cock slides forward again, teasing in the strokes. His hips arch into each tug, gravity and friction and pressure pushing him forward. Soon enough, he's on his hands and knees again, mouth still busily attending to the finger against his tongue.
Though, he's distracted from his work as the other man kisses down his spine, each brush of his lips an electric feeling. He can feel his muscles tensing and shifting with the touches; oddly he wants it to keep going. There's not an ounce of violence or anger, none of their usual power hungry trips. But, he craves it anyway, can sense it like an ache in his bones.
Ren's warmth disappears and he shivers, mouth open in a bit of surprise. Weight shifts on the bed, and he has to take a minute to compose himself before he looks over. Hux is greeted with the sight of Ren laying there, dark hair fanned out around his head like an imitation of his cowl. It contrasts against his skin, still so pale even with the beginnings of a flush coloring his cheeks all the way down to his chest. His eyes dart down and he can feel his pulse spike as he watches Ren touch his own cock, the dark of his glove making it even harder to glance away.
Mouth suddenly feeling a bit dry, he swallows, moves to settle back on his heels. Reaching over, he pulls Ren's hand away and replaces it with his own, fingers curling around the base before he bends down, taking him in his mouth. ]
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Date: 2016-04-25 04:46 am (UTC)Though, he's distracted from his work as the other man kisses down his spine, each brush of his lips an electric feeling. He can feel his muscles tensing and shifting with the touches; oddly he wants it to keep going. There's not an ounce of violence or anger, none of their usual power hungry trips. But, he craves it anyway, can sense it like an ache in his bones.
Ren's warmth disappears and he shivers, mouth open in a bit of surprise. Weight shifts on the bed, and he has to take a minute to compose himself before he looks over. Hux is greeted with the sight of Ren laying there, dark hair fanned out around his head like an imitation of his cowl. It contrasts against his skin, still so pale even with the beginnings of a flush coloring his cheeks all the way down to his chest. His eyes dart down and he can feel his pulse spike as he watches Ren touch his own cock, the dark of his glove making it even harder to glance away.
Mouth suddenly feeling a bit dry, he swallows, moves to settle back on his heels. Reaching over, he pulls Ren's hand away and replaces it with his own, fingers curling around the base before he bends down, taking him in his mouth. ]