Aaron
When Alcuin had gotten a second phone, aware now that Hannibal was using his to track his location, he'd given Aaron the number. And it was on that one that Aaron had texted him to check in on him, and suggested he come to tea.
Alcuin left his other phone in his room at the brothel, and quietly slipped out one evening, and went to the chapel. He felt anxious, still. Guilty. But he did feel better than the last time he'd been here.
Alcuin left his other phone in his room at the brothel, and quietly slipped out one evening, and went to the chapel. He felt anxious, still. Guilty. But he did feel better than the last time he'd been here.
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Aaron smiled and leaned over him, then kissed him, first on his mouth, then his neck. "Just you, and how good you feel." More kisses, neck and shoulder. "How soft, but strong. How lovely you smell..."
He kept trailing down and hooked his fingers in Alcuin's underwear. "And how you moan, real moans, as I go down on you."
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Which was mostly true.
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"I don't mind," Aaron said. "It's real now." He really hoped it was, as he wrapped his mouth around Alcuin's cock.
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Surely that was real. Aaron smiled as he took him in further. He could tell Alcuin was eager, so he looked up, as if inviting him to fuck his mouth.
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Aaron smiled, loving te way Alcuin bucked his hips and moaned. He made an effort to make it as good as he could. When he had to take a moment to breathe, he wet his finger too. Then dove back in, using his finger to tease him as well.
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Aaron pulled back then. "Good... I want that too. Tell me how you want it."
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Aaron didn't insist. Instead he gently nudged him to turn over. "Let me get you ready for me."
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He didn't often, mostly due to time constraints of location, but he wanted this to be good for Alcuin as well.
He used his fingers for a while as he kissed thd small of his back. Then, careful, he prodded him with his tongue.
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Aaron, encouraged, dove in deeper. He fucked him like that until he couldn't stop himself. He turned Alcuin over. "I want you see your face," he breathed.
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Aaron smiled at that face. It made him love him more. He parted Alcuin's legs and pressed against him, only briefly pausing just in case he would say no.
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"Please," he breathed, and wrapped his arms around his neck.
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Aaron then pushed inside and groaned. God, it felt good. And he'd missed it, spiritually, sure, but physically, more pertinently. He began slowly, watching Alcuin as he did.
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"I love my name on your lips," Aaron confessed. "I've missed this, very much," he also admitted.
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Aaron wondered if the quiet whispers meant he felt badly, but he assumed it didn't mean he wasn't enjoying this.
He didn't repeat his words of love, focusing instead on desire. He kissed him, hard, and wrapped a free hand around Alcuin's cock.
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He heard Aaron's uncertainty as well, and felt a little bad for it, but there was nothing to be done for it. He did kiss him back enthusiastically.
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At some point desire just won and sentient thought was replaced by lust.
He positioned himself to be able to fuck him deeper, wanting more of those delicious moans.
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