Having Mac's gloved hand tight and twisting around his dick directly wrung a deep moan from his chest. Uldren thrust into the man's hand, barely aware that Mac was talking, much too lost in pleasure until an unexpected kiss woke him back up. He stared into the Guardian's glowing eyes as Mac spoke, his need and lust rising higher with each word, and his own eyes blazed brighter as a consequence. It always riled him up to have his lover speak so bluntly, since who the hell would ever expect something that serious and sexy from a man that usually ran around acting like a five year old? No, it was times this this that Uldren lived for, and treasured more than he'd ever admit. No one saw this side of Mac but him, not even Mara, and he had every intention of keeping it that way.
Forever.
Uldren caught Mac's mouth in a burning kiss when the man finished his little speech, internally cursing all their clothes and the lousy weather. If only it wasn't so wet and cold! He'd have Mac stripped and on his knees in the grass in a moment, but he didn't dare do something like that with the storm still raging, not to mention the fact that Mac might lose control of himself in all that pleasure and call down lightning. He still wasn't sure just how fine the Guardian's control of the weather was, and he didn't fancy getting electrified. Mac would heal easily, him, not so much! And it wasn't as though they both wouldn't enjoy just hands, it simply would have been a lot better to have full access to each other.
When he finally broke the kiss, panting against Mac's mouth, he realized just how close to a climax he was. When he thought about it, with an isolated corner of his mind that was still capable of coherency, he realized that their frantic actions were due to the potential danger and stress of their situation, and the jealousy having the elf around had caused. It didn't really have any bearing on the situation, but it made him feel a little better to pinpoint exactly what sort of influences were prodding him. Inconsequential thinking, but it made him feel a bit more stable.
"You know Mac, sometimes you really impress me." Uldren slid his tongue back into the man's mouth for a few moments as he thrust into the Guardian's tight glove again, driving himself a little closer to the edge, "It's not exactly poetry, but when you want to, your words can drive me crazy . . ."
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Forever.
Uldren caught Mac's mouth in a burning kiss when the man finished his little speech, internally cursing all their clothes and the lousy weather. If only it wasn't so wet and cold! He'd have Mac stripped and on his knees in the grass in a moment, but he didn't dare do something like that with the storm still raging, not to mention the fact that Mac might lose control of himself in all that pleasure and call down lightning. He still wasn't sure just how fine the Guardian's control of the weather was, and he didn't fancy getting electrified. Mac would heal easily, him, not so much! And it wasn't as though they both wouldn't enjoy just hands, it simply would have been a lot better to have full access to each other.
When he finally broke the kiss, panting against Mac's mouth, he realized just how close to a climax he was. When he thought about it, with an isolated corner of his mind that was still capable of coherency, he realized that their frantic actions were due to the potential danger and stress of their situation, and the jealousy having the elf around had caused. It didn't really have any bearing on the situation, but it made him feel a little better to pinpoint exactly what sort of influences were prodding him. Inconsequential thinking, but it made him feel a bit more stable.
"You know Mac, sometimes you really impress me." Uldren slid his tongue back into the man's mouth for a few moments as he thrust into the Guardian's tight glove again, driving himself a little closer to the edge, "It's not exactly poetry, but when you want to, your words can drive me crazy . . ."