Through the Sands and the Winds, I Thirst for You

[praiseofblood]

Iori groaned, sucking the male's neck before rolling against the male's body. "Freya," he rumbled in a pleasured stream of smoke.

[clementine]

Freya exposed his neck, body shuddering with heated pleasure from those lips. "Iori...please." He begged, that sweet smelling smoke consuming his sense. He wanted Iori to take him.

[praiseofblood]

Iori added another finger. "Yet you are not mine, beauty..." he rumbled as he kissed and sucked at the male's flesh.

[clementine]

Freya wanted to cry. "It's my choice. I wanted to chose my own happiness for once." He whispered against Iori's soft hair.

[praiseofblood]

"And you chose me?" Iori asked, kissing the male as he manuevered them to a small, smooth groove behind the thickness of the waterfall.

[clementine]

Freya bit his lower lip and nodded shyly. "You say things to me that...no one has ever said before. And you're not a wicked male like Luka." He murmured, returning the kiss deeply.

[praiseofblood]

He lay the boy on the small ledge, sighing against him. "I speak only the truth. You are beautiful." he said, looking at the male. "And this...you must be sure."

[clementine]

Freya blushed and kissed Iori before pulling back with a nod. "It's my body. I want you." He said, his golden eyes blazing fiercely as he touched the male's cheek. Though somewhere...deep inside of himself, Freya wished that he belonged to Iori.

[praiseofblood]

Iori stared at the male for a while, before closing his eyes and leaning into his hand. "Then relax..." he hummed, before he positioned himself at the male's entrance.

[clementine]

Freya shuddered, one foot bracing against the rocky wall to spread himself wider. He tried to relax as he much as he could, but was still a bit frightened. He tipped his head back, revealing his neck as his body softened further.

[praiseofblood]

Iori slowly slid into the male, his fangs grazing his neck.

[clementine]

Freya moaned lowly at the sudden pressure. His body took in all of Iori though and the feeling of being so full made the Reyl cry out. "Iori!"

[praiseofblood]

Iori groaned at being finally fully seated in the boy's body. "Freya..." he groaned, waiting for the boy to tell him to move.

[clementine]

Freya winced and tightened around Iori, body arching towards the male. The Reyl whimpered, but as the pressure lessen, he nodded his head frantically, rolling his hips.

[praiseofblood]

Iori shifted, allowing himself to slip deeper into the water before fucking up into the male the water acting as a lubricant.