*he digs his fingers into Herman's narrow hips, his breathing heavy, gasping, matching his lover's, breath for breath. He bows his head, feeling a tremor beginning in his tight thighs, and running like liquid fire up his hunched back. He can feel his peak rushing up so quickly that it takes every measure of his being to keep it at bay. He wants to wait, has to wait, to hold it off, until he can fuck the beautiful German into senselessness. Widening his stance, he surges forward again, plunging harder and deeper into Herman's body. He feels him clench about him and he throws his head back, crying out his name.*


*Sliding his hands beneath Herman's legs again, he thrusts again into the maddeningly, hot, tight channel. He manages to open his eyes, brown eyes meeting blue and he feels his lips parting into an almost savage grin. The arch and roll of Herman's hips sends an explosion of stars behind his eyes and he gives a low gravelly moan of satisfaction. He watches as Herman grips the bed covers, almost jealous that those elegant hands aren't holding on to him, clenching and biting into his skin, marking him with little patterns of bruises. *

God... it's so... oh... so good!