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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"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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“Aaron please…” he groaned.
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Aaron would enjoy teasing him, making him beg a little more... but not today. He was so damned close himself.
So he picked up the pace, and fucked him hard so he could watch him come.
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The nails were... God. Aaron groaned loudly as he came too, intensely.
He made an effort not to fall on top of Alcuin as he came.
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Aaron pulled out carefully and lay down beside him. "It was," he agreed, breathless. "God, it was."
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Aaron held him, silent for a moment, as if not wanting to ruin the moment.
"Can you... stay for the night?" He asked carefully.
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Aaron mentally chided himself. "No, of course. Forgive me. It was unfair to ask."
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And it was, it really was. It wasn't Aaron's fault, but Alcuin felt as if he were on the verge of tears.
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"I won't ask you for anything you can't give," Aaron assured him.
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"Well, that's definitely not what I was aiming for..." Aaron said, gently, and hugged him. "You're not a bad person. You just... can't dictate your emotions. No one can, I suppose."
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He was so confused, because he was also feeling guilty for betraying Hannibal. Even though intellectually he knew he shouldn't.
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That was quite hurtful, but Aaron didn't take the bait. "I imagine the same goes for you."
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