"Ombre." I whisper seductively in his ear. With one hand holding onto the small of my lover's back, the other started to move on its own, stroking his and mine together. He let out a soft moan while resting his forehead on my chest.
It's been difficult for Ombre to do anything further than masturbating together. I couldn't blame him. After everything he's been through, I don't want to scare him or force him to do anything that he doesn't want to do or trigger those sickening memories. We were going to get through this together, at a steady pace.
I felt his small hand gently hover over mine. Looking up at me, he tiptoed and stretched up to kiss my lips. A smirk crawling onto my face, I lean down just enough for his lips to make physical contact with mine. My heart beat quickens as the excitement starts to get to me. He moans inbetween the small breaks in our kisses. The dominant part of me starts to take over, and I push Ombre up against the wall of the shower.
His ocean-blue orbs are filled with lust and desire. I move my hand that was fondling with our dicks, placing his over both of ours. His face blushed a deep red from his cheeks to his ears. Trailing kisses from his collarbone to his neck to behind his ears, I nibble at his ear. lobe "You're driving me crazy. Come together with me, Ombre." I coo before going back to peppering him with kisses. I couldn't resists tasting his skin, leaving love marks and animalistic bites.
His ended up requiring to use both his hands to rub both our shafts. His hands were soft and warm; it was difficult trying to control myself. Ombre's breathing was becoming heavier, and he started to let out slightly louder moans. I knew he was reaching the end point and so was I. I kissed him more, exploring every part of his mouth.
"L-Lief...I-I'm going to-"
"Mmmh...me too."
Ombre let out a louder moan as his load shot out. Just as his did, I groaned in pleasure and came immediately after. He rested against my chest, trying to catch his breath. After having our little fun in the shower, I made sure to clean my arousing lover thoroughly.
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"Love, I may not be looking at you, but I know you're feeding Domain bits and pieces of your fruit." I state while typing away on my laptop.
From my peripheral vision, Ombre jolts and freezes in the middle of lowering his forked strawberry piece. Clearing my throat, he lets out a small huff and retreats the fork back onto his bowl of fruit. I find it adorable when he gets pouty, but it's unhealthy feeding Domain too many fruits due to the sugary content. Ombre knows these things, but he's been trying to spoil the fluff ball more than usual since he came home.
Gaviil walks in, the usual professional suit, stern face, and all. "Good morning, Sir, Owen."
Ombre doesn't say anything, just continues with the silent treatment and pushing his food around. I sigh and finish my cup of coffee before closing my laptop. "Prepare the car, I'll be out in a minute." He nods his head and leaves the dining room. Getting off the chair, I fix my suit and hover over my lover. "Don't be upset with me, please? It hurts me knowing you're angry."
He slumps in his chair, not uttering a word. Sighing, I look down at the rabbit-eared rascal for some sort of back-up, but he doesn't seem to care. He just thinks I'm the reason for Ombre being upset. I kneel down to my lover's height and firmly but gently hold his hand. From the corner of his eye, he looks at me but immediately turns back to his breakfast. I lean forward, pressing my forehead against his then try to cheer him up with a few kisses. He doesn't hold the grudge for long and wraps his arms around my neck, pulling me in closer.
"Don't—don't go."
With his strong hold around my neck, I wasn't able to pull myself apart. As much as I wanted to stay, I couldn't. "I have to go to work. You know I would stay if I could. The office needs me." He shakes his head furiously, not taking no for an answer. "Valentine and Vitaly will be here soon. Can you watch TV in the living room before they come down?" He shakes his head again. "Do you want me to take you to Lidiya's?" Again, he shakes his head.
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Deciphering His Code
ActionOmbre Moreau is a twenty-one year old wanted criminal by National Security. All they know is he leaves the same coding trail that marks who he is. He goes by the pseudonym "Owen M. Bleux" in order to maintain his secret identity. Little did he know...
Chapter Twenty-Three
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