[He doesn't want to wait. To offer preparation or anything like that. He wants inside of his lover who he know can handle this. Who will heal so quickly none of it will matter. Besides, everything about them is intense so why not this too?
Hissing as the skin of his back his torn, he parts those beautiful legs to wrap them around him. Catching his mouth with his own, he kisses him deeply as he pushes his way inside that stunning body.]
[Nothing surprises him when it comes to Lestat. This is not the first time that Lestat has fucked him with nothing else. The pain is still there even if he quickly heals and he screams into the kiss.]
Curse you, Lestat...
[But he is pressing him closer, trying to take more of Lestat's cock inside of him.]
[He swallows the screams like they are a nectar he can't get enough of. Down they go and they slide into his throat and moans as he works his way all the way into his lover. Only then does he stop to savor the way Armand feels around him.]
[One leg curls around Lestat as he tries to get him inside deeper. It hurts, of course it does, but Armand doesn't care so much about that at the moment. He isn't wrong. Of course he wants this. He wants whatever Lestat will give him and he will take it greedily.]
[His hips thrust then. Deep. Hard. He knows that Armand can take it so he doesn't bother to hold back. Smiling against his lips, he keeps going and then even builds up the pace as he does.]
[It's ridiculous, Armand thinks, how much he just needs this. To know that Lestat is okay. Is here with him and wants him.
He pulls away from the kiss so he can look at him, how vibrant he looks, and how much like himself. This is the Lestat he loves. This is the Lestat he always will love and hate. But love always wins out.]
I love you [ Which he won't be saying often or maybe again but right now he wants to say it.]
[He smiles down at him. For a change there's a genuine fondness in his eyes. Even through the intensity of the fucking that he's giving him, there's a fondness. Fingers move through that flaming red hair as he presses a brief kiss to his lips as he delivers a nice sharp thrust right against the spot that he knows will make him see stars.]
[It isn't often they are like this. If ever. Their relationship has never been very soft and Armand has never minded this.
Is it Lestat's words or how he thrusts inside of him that makes Armand feel his orgasm begin to come to him? Who knows? But his cries rise and he is obviously on the brink as he begs for Lestat to help him reach his climax. Nails desperately clawing as he tries.]
[His skin burns from the clawing but it just pushes him to slam into Armand faster. In that moment, his fangs suddenly bury into his neck, Lestat doing all he knows to bring them both over the edge. The very things they both crave in these moments. It will be more than enough.
He growls against his skin as his body shudders, thrusting hard as he feels himself start to fall right over that beautiful orgasmic edge.]
[Being bitten is one of the best feelings that he can imagine and he cries out at the contact. The screams only intensifying as his orgasm does come over him and he's gripping onto Lestat and only his name can escape him as he crashes back down onto Earth.
Orgasms never felt this intense with anybody else.]
[Lestat lets himself fall on top of Armand, licking and nuzzling at his neck. The wound is long since healed, the blood sucked away, but he still longs for the closeness. It's so rare they are getting along this completely that when it happens he finds himself eager to nothing to destroy it.
Right now he wants to treasure what they have here. And nothing more than that.]
[As Armand holds onto Lestat, he wonders how things could have been different. What if he had never been the coven leader for the Children of Darkness?
What if they had been able to understand each other from the beginning?
It's a joke. Armand still isn't certain if they even understand each other now. Not that it wonders at this moment when they can both understand how important this is. That they can be so in love and happy together.
And he doesn't bother to hide that thought away from Lestat.]
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[He doesn't want to wait. To offer preparation or anything like that. He wants inside of his lover who he know can handle this. Who will heal so quickly none of it will matter. Besides, everything about them is intense so why not this too?
Hissing as the skin of his back his torn, he parts those beautiful legs to wrap them around him. Catching his mouth with his own, he kisses him deeply as he pushes his way inside that stunning body.]
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Curse you, Lestat...
[But he is pressing him closer, trying to take more of Lestat's cock inside of him.]
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[He swallows the screams like they are a nectar he can't get enough of. Down they go and they slide into his throat and moans as he works his way all the way into his lover. Only then does he stop to savor the way Armand feels around him.]
You want it.
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Then fuck me and you will see how much I love it.
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[His hips thrust then. Deep. Hard. He knows that Armand can take it so he doesn't bother to hold back. Smiling against his lips, he keeps going and then even builds up the pace as he does.]
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He pulls away from the kiss so he can look at him, how vibrant he looks, and how much like himself. This is the Lestat he loves. This is the Lestat he always will love and hate. But love always wins out.]
I love you [ Which he won't be saying often or maybe again but right now he wants to say it.]
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I love you too.
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Is it Lestat's words or how he thrusts inside of him that makes Armand feel his orgasm begin to come to him? Who knows? But his cries rise and he is obviously on the brink as he begs for Lestat to help him reach his climax. Nails desperately clawing as he tries.]
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He growls against his skin as his body shudders, thrusting hard as he feels himself start to fall right over that beautiful orgasmic edge.]
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Orgasms never felt this intense with anybody else.]
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Right now he wants to treasure what they have here. And nothing more than that.]
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What if they had been able to understand each other from the beginning?
It's a joke. Armand still isn't certain if they even understand each other now. Not that it wonders at this moment when they can both understand how important this is. That they can be so in love and happy together.
And he doesn't bother to hide that thought away from Lestat.]