Seasonal Shopping (continued)
Voxir let Grim dominate the kiss, moaning into his mouth. Eyes fluttering closed when he felt the reaper's hand on his throat. He was at the mercy of the ancient ghoul and it thrilled him.
A deep gasp and full body shudder past through the pale man when he knew he felt the reaper touching his soul. That truly was an indescribable sensation. The only word that could even come close to it would be intimate , but even then the word is nowhere near enough.
As Grim stroked the necromancer's soul, it was like everything was heightened. The pale hips moved faster, move demanding. His cock twitching, still so painfully neglected. Leaking pre now onto the wraith below.
He was so very close. Needing to pull away from the reaper's lips to breathe. Voxir leaned forward over Johnny, grabbing ahold of his shoulders and using him to grip whi…
Voxir did not have anything else planned for today. He had cleared his own schedule to have today to spend with Grim shopping. Grim just stated he could stay, but to what end? The reaper was denying all offered help suddenly. Would he deny help cleaning his bed? Help dressing? Would he deny a bone paint gift?
"I should go and allow you time to clean and dress. Should you need something, you can message me.....Today was ..enjoyable...Thank you, Grim."
The necromancer was hesitant to step closer, but did and leaned closer. Placing a small kiss on the reaper's cheek, he bowed his head and turned away. He opened the door and stepped though, maybe he should make some notes and try to figure out what it is that he could be feeling?