(written by masatopants, drawn by me, happy bday, Jess!) There was nothing but love in the man&rsquo

(written by masatopants, drawn by me, happy bday, Jess!) There was nothing but love in the man’s eyes as he gazed down at the sylvari below him. Nothing but love, warmth and honest affection. It was impossible to miss the adoration that filled the trusting gaze that was directed down at the man’s lover and there could be no difficulty in reading the looks that were returned his way. The same degree of love and happiness were presented there as clear as day, even on the slightly different facial features. Some emotions were simply impossible to miss.  Each and every shift and movement of the man’s hips brought a surge of pleasure through them both. His own legs, parted as they were over his lovers hips braced him firmly, allowing him to rock his hips back and forth slightly as the strong muscles of his legs lifted him up and down, riding the hips of the male sylvari beneath him. He did not want to hurt him. He did not want to put too much weight on him. But it was hard to think when everything felt so good. His lover felt so good. He had never imagined they could work so well… so perfectly. But there it was. There was no doubt. Their compatibility was an explicitly proven fact.  They were a huge part of one another’s lives. Personal and social had been overlapping for sometime now. Love had been too strong to be ignored. The bonds of their work within the order not enough to keep them apart. There was too much attraction, too much feeling and warmth. Too much desire and need… they had to be. Distance was not an option. Work however was not on the scene just now. Here they were even. Equal. Rener was not a Magister of the Priory and Vaaldaes was not his assistant… they were them. Together. Lost in the moment. They were each other. They were the world around them. They were in love.  That was really all there was to it.  It wouldn’t be rushed. It would be slow. Careful. Intimate. A display of love and trust of the highest degree.  Each movement designed to bring the other surges of feelings that could not be defined as anything other than heated and passionate. To display without a doubt the depth and intensity of the care they felt for one another. Two bodies working together to bring each other to the peak of pleasure and send each other spiraling down into the warm embrace of satisfaction, and a night spent caught up in each others arms. -- source link

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