Lyer & Aluraios | Hair Scene Part 2.1
His lips rippled over Aluraios's as they fell as one back into the pillow, the white feathers enveloping their heads, black spilling to intermingle with white strands over the translucent cushions. Lyer ignored the hands now tangling further in his hair, the smooth cloak coming closer to resembling a storm cloud everytime the fireborn re-established his grasp, and continued the gentle assult. He ran his tongue along the bloodfilled lower lip, resisting the temptation to bite and feed, mimicking the earlier treatment of his ear as he bathed it with slow swipes. Drawing it into his mouth he glanced up, sucking for a few seconds as Aluraios's body tremored in enjoyment, before slowing his motions to reach up and stroke the crystalline hair from the firey gaze.
"Lyer..." Aluraios whispered, their mouths drawing apart as their gazes caught, matched and held. Simultanously they parted their lips, leaning towards each other, their tongues meeting as they fell back again.
The vampire rocked against his lover, eliciting a soft groan from the other which was damped as Lyer took the advantage and pushed forward, sliding his tongue into the familar warm cavern. He gently ran the tip over the inner cheeks and teeth, tracing light teasing swirls over the wet skin, causing the mouth to open further, deeping the kiss. With another breathless sigh the fireborn released one hand's hold on Lyer's mane, running it down over his back, pressing the naked front closer towards him. The other hand still tangled up held his lover's head against him, guiding him closer.
Suddenly but carefully pushing up against the restraining hand, breaking the kiss with sheer strength to sit up, Lyer pulled his hands from their own entanglement to catch hold of Aluraios's, unweaving them from his hair. "We have hours, don't we?" he murmured reassuringly, once again hypnotised by the amber intensity in the other's eyes as suprise gave way to disappointment and anger which then faded to anticipation as fingers entwined and others fumbled at the knot holding the emerald robe closed.
The flaps opened to reveal a pale chest, an innocent expanse of skin marred only by a dark wine streak on the left hip, a legacy from his mage training. Lifting their joined hands to Aluraios's face, Lyer stroked the fingertips over the high cheekbones, trailing them down the supple neck wreathed in the fireborn's own silver hair, resting them clasped over the heart for a few moments before guiding them to his own cheek.
"Sentimental." Aluraios murmured, his own eyes betraying his love, but knowing his partner sometimes felt he had to remind them both, especially if he felt he would loose his control that night.
He loosed his grip on Lyer's hand, which dropped to the newly revealed chest, as he wrapped his palm over the velvety skin of the vampire's cheek as they rolled onto their sides. Lyer's legs wrapped around his waist as their lips met again, lightly at first, flitting kisses in a teasing dance before the pressing needs against their stomachs caused a kiss to deepen again. The vampire's fingers started to drift over the curve of his partner's body, massaging the muscles deeply as they drifted up to his hard nipples to rub over them, causing Aluraios's body to tense in pleasure and his hand to drift down Lyer's back.
"As long as I don't have to wait hours." he grinned, a note of need in his voice as Lyer lifted his head for a moment to allow the fireborn a breath, he stroked the corner of the sensual lips with his little finger as his other hand started to caress the angular hips, moving slowly round to between their bodies.
The mouth opened to let out a chuckle, "You won't," the richness of the sound only matched by the further need that it revealed as Lyer's body half twisted of its own desire, seeking out the warm touch on its waist. He took the small finger in his lips lightly, swirling the tongue around it as his own questing fingers on his partner's body started to tease the nubs with light pinches, causing the hawken eyes to flicker close.
© Clare Selley 2009
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