256 RTYY 255 - An Irresistible Temptation

Snow shifted a bit beneath him, and the light brush of his leg against ZaiWin's thighs was enough to incinerate all his thoughts into ashes. Holding Snow's leg, ZaiWin easily pulled it up, locking it around his waist, leaving him open and vulnerable.

Snow shuddered when ZaiWin allowed his body to press down on him, his frail embrace tightening around his neck. He was probably bitting his lower lip again, ZaiWin thought, sealing his beautiful, enticing voice. Depriving him of what should be rightfully his. Which he didn't want, could not, accept.

Still holding his leg in place, his other hand on Snow's waist, ZaiWin moved against him, rubbing his own hardened body against his. Snow jumped, his entire body tensing up, a small groan escaping his chest. And that was all it took to flood ZaiWin's mind, drowning his ability to think rationally in that wonderful sensation.

More. He wanted more. He wanted to hear more. He wanted to feel more. And so he moved again. And again. Finding his own rhythm.

ZaiWin's body ached, demanding to be released, demanding that he got rid of those annoying clothes. He wanted him like he'd never wanted anything before. A want that was all-consuming. He wanted to feel Snow's soft, cold skin, to feel his touch. He wanted to touch him too, and it was all he could do to keep his hands exactly where they were, and not reach down between them, to feel that part of Snow's trembling body that was quickly hardening as well.

Snow gasped and tried to close his legs, but that only pulled ZaiWin even closer. His entire body tense, his heart drumming hard against his chest, Snow wrapped himself around him, arms and legs holding him so tightly that, for once, ZaiWin couldn't move at all, his ragged breathing filling the room.

Releasing his leg, ZaiWin easily reached behind his own neck and grabbed Snow's wrist, breaking his fierce hold on him.

"Nnn … don't …" Snow practically whimpered, trying to resist against the strength that hand, but ZaiWin effortlessly pined his wrist down against the mattress. Finally released from that deadlock, ZaiWin moved again and, to his satisfaction, Snow gasped in response.

"No … stop … I can't …"

Opening his mouth, ZaiWin closed it around Snow's throat, making him yelp.

"LanRan!"

Feeling the vibration of that name on his tongue, ZaiWin couldn't help but want to feel more. The next time he moved Snow moaned and sobbed, and he could almost taste those precious sounds on the tip of his tongue. For once, Snow's voice, that he constantly restrained and kept under strict control, left his lips unchecked, filling the entire room, reigniting the fire coursing through ZaiWin's veins.

"No more … please no more … I feel … Ah!"

Snow's small hand pulled his clothes, his body arching beneath his, but ZaiWin easily kept him in place, keeping up with that maddening rhythm.

"LanRan … LanRan … please …"

Releasing his wrist, ZaiWin cupped Snow's feverish face and fondled those begging lips with his thumb. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to slide his tongue deep into that gasping mouth. To taste him like he'd done so many times before. He needed to be one with him, to join them together in some way. But, somehow, he still retained enough of his rational mind to remember his own words.

He would not kiss him again, exactly because he knew that that's what Snow wanted him to. He would use that to mercilessly pressure him and corner him, until Snow were able to finally clearly see what ZaiWin meant to him. And so he bit the soft skin of his neck instead, in pure retaliation.

The moment Snow opened his mouth to complain, he slipped his finger inside it, pressing his hot, wet tongue down. Probably wanting to protest and not knowing what to do with the foreign object inside his mouth, Snow moaned instead. As he tried to free his tongue from the pressure of ZaiWin's finger, he ended up licking his thumb. And ZaiWin growled low in his chest at the exquisite feel of that.

"More … Do it more …" he whispered directly into Snow's ear and Snow panted, bathing his entire hand with his warm breath. "Lick my finger more …" ZaiWin insisted, nuzzling Snow's ear, Snow's soft hair caressing his face. And Snow mumbled something unintelligible, pulling desperately at his clothes. Still, his small tongue obeyed, tentatively licking his finger. The pleasure that coursed through ZaiWin's entire body almost made him lose his senses, his other hand gripping Snow's waist harder, as he invested with all his might against his small body.

Snow's mind swirled. He didn't know anything anymore. His body was burning and aching. Strange sounds and words kept escaping his throat. The wonderful scent emanating from ZaiWin's body enveloped him like a toxic cloud. And something hot that tasted amazingly good kept teasing his lips and tongue.

He was falling really fast, and so all he could do was hold on to him. Hold on to him and try to somehow relieve that aching pressure that kept building up every time that hot body moved against his, slowly driving him crazy. Instinctively pulling his knees up, Snow pressed them against the body restlessly rubbing against him, making sure that that aching sensitive part was completely exposed to that maddening hot friction.

A loud growl filled his ear and vibrated through his entire body. His heart was about to explode. Teeth sunk into his shoulder making him cry out in pain. The rocking movement, that had been slow and gentle at first, was now scaringly intense and fierce. He was going to drown. He was going to be swallowed whole by that devouring intensity. But he just couldn't care anymore. And then a rattling shock shoot through his entire body, an intoxicating wave of pleasure flooding his mind, and he was sure his entire being was going to shatter into pieces. His mind went completely blank, he couldn't hear or see anything. And a cold, deadly fear took over his heart.

ZaiWin felt the small body he kept holding down go suddenly rigid and then shudder violently, Snow's back arching, pressing their chests together, his head tilting back in a silent gasp. He felt the wave of intense pleasure that washed over him as if it were his own, and he too fell over the edge, his body convulsing, the hardness between his legs exploding into hot wetness.

His body suddenly released from that agonizing tension, ZaiWin simply fell on top of him, still breathing hard, the most amazing scent reaching his nose, making him snuggle closer to Snow. For an instant, he just allowed himself to float in that feeling of absolute peace and contentment. For once, everything was where it was supposed to be. And he was tightly holding on to what was righteously his.

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