Six Winters
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
6
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659
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2
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0
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SIX WINTERS
4.
“Soldier, we’re supposed to be on patrol!” Zack all but yelled when Cloud pressed him against a cold wall of a lonely alley, hidden from the empty – at this late hour – Main Street; greedily kissing him out of air.
“It’s too damn cold to be out here. No one’s gonna do anything in this awful, freezing weather. Might as well warm up,” Cloud replied, as he pulled at Zack’s uniform, trying to get his frozen hands on warm skin.
“It’s so cold and you wanna undress me?” Zack hissed as the algid hands made contact with his skin, drawing his clothes up and exposing his chest to the cold air. But the hands moved in steady, kneading movements and slowly Zack was warming up.
“Shut up! I’ll have you warm enough in no time.” Cloud murmured against Zack’s neck, his breath warm in the white skin, forming hundreds of small irregular bumps, that Cloud could feel with his calloused hands, making the black-haired man trembled with the touch.
The blond’s hands trailed down from the chest to Zack’s belt, opening it with a forceful tug, exposing the hardened, hot member to the cold night.
Zack gave in, his desire rising with Cloud’s insistent advances, his hands holding the blond’s face, kissing him deep, seeking the heat of his mouth, the warmth of his tongue.
His hands slid down from the flushed face, down his chest and Zack too, forcefully tried to open Cloud’s trousers. Desperate to feel the warmth encased within.
Both shivered as their erections were removed from their cozy protection to the hard, biting cold. The blinding desire overtaking them; pulling them closer, their hardness rubbing against each others’.
Hips thrusting in time and rhythm; hands joining the mix, adding extra sensation to their already heightened senses.
Conclusion reached too soon but not a moment too late.
They panted into each other’s mouths:
“God!”
“Hmm…”
“That was…”
“Yeah…”
The gelid air of the winter night had been completely forgotten.
March2008©MarinLiliz
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4.
“Soldier, we’re supposed to be on patrol!” Zack all but yelled when Cloud pressed him against a cold wall of a lonely alley, hidden from the empty – at this late hour – Main Street; greedily kissing him out of air.
“It’s too damn cold to be out here. No one’s gonna do anything in this awful, freezing weather. Might as well warm up,” Cloud replied, as he pulled at Zack’s uniform, trying to get his frozen hands on warm skin.
“It’s so cold and you wanna undress me?” Zack hissed as the algid hands made contact with his skin, drawing his clothes up and exposing his chest to the cold air. But the hands moved in steady, kneading movements and slowly Zack was warming up.
“Shut up! I’ll have you warm enough in no time.” Cloud murmured against Zack’s neck, his breath warm in the white skin, forming hundreds of small irregular bumps, that Cloud could feel with his calloused hands, making the black-haired man trembled with the touch.
The blond’s hands trailed down from the chest to Zack’s belt, opening it with a forceful tug, exposing the hardened, hot member to the cold night.
Zack gave in, his desire rising with Cloud’s insistent advances, his hands holding the blond’s face, kissing him deep, seeking the heat of his mouth, the warmth of his tongue.
His hands slid down from the flushed face, down his chest and Zack too, forcefully tried to open Cloud’s trousers. Desperate to feel the warmth encased within.
Both shivered as their erections were removed from their cozy protection to the hard, biting cold. The blinding desire overtaking them; pulling them closer, their hardness rubbing against each others’.
Hips thrusting in time and rhythm; hands joining the mix, adding extra sensation to their already heightened senses.
Conclusion reached too soon but not a moment too late.
They panted into each other’s mouths:
“God!”
“Hmm…”
“That was…”
“Yeah…”
The gelid air of the winter night had been completely forgotten.
March2008©MarinLiliz