Ayuun kept moving closer “You are right…it is my fault…and I want to help you…because I care for you.”
Zeno suddenly realized what Ayuun was saying. He had completely misread what he’d been saying. While he felt like he should have been embarrassed about not…
Ayuun put a hand on his arm and roughed him gently. “Why not? I did this to you….the least I can do it help you out with this.
Zeno felt his face contort. He was sure it didn’t look pleasant because he wasn’t even sure what actual emotion he was expressing. “I… no… that’s not…” He stopped and lowered his head, shaking it. “You don’t understand… I can’t… I can’t just do that… I can’t…. just… use you…” he whispered. “I can’t…. u-use you and be done….”
Doujin Reminiscences Of ~ CoLoBoCs
Grell could feel his whole body lock up as Endo combined his actions. Moan after moan escape his mouth. “Ahh haah!!” Grell dug his nails into Endo’s back as wave after wave of please washed over him.
Endo loved every moment; the sounds from Grell’s mouth, his…
Grell nodded, panting hard. This was all too much for the red head who had only had sex once before. He had reached his limit on what he would allow of the other and his love for teasing. Endo’s energy was all that he wanted now.
Endo grinned wolfishly and leaned down to kiss him again; Grell’s nod was all he needed at that point. He touched their chests together and moaned against Grell’s lips as he pushed his energy through. It was bliss. He moved to Grell’s neck as he pulled him up closer, automatically starting to pulse as energy crackled down his spine.
"It was kept a secret from those outside of the family… And yes it is safer than the shinigami realm… It is where I grew up… Though I haven’t been there since my parents deaths when I was a child…"
Zeno bit the inside…
He shook his head. “I had no idea. It was a shock to read that in the black book… Though I do think its wrong… I know that isn’t possible but neither is what it said about the soul…” He relaxed into the older man’s arms.
Zeno blinked in confusion, though he kept his hold on Matthew. “What do you mean you think it’s wrong?” he asked. “What did it say about the soul?” He ran his hand through Matthew’s hair again, the confusion in his voice making it’s way onto his face.