Autumn is coming...fluff'nsex
Posted by ~Ray @ 2007-09-11 11:03:56
Marat's heart sank slightly as he waited for his bag to go along the conveyor sing. Out of the command of his eye he saw a couple of reporters that he knew scanning the group of new arrivals from New York. He avoided catching their eye and he pulled the hood up on his jacket turning away in the vain hope that they would miss him. They didn't. Marat was never going to 'blend into the crowd."A small microphone and an impertinent mouth drew a characteristically nonchalant response from Marat replying to questions about his third round exit at the USO after a patchy hard-court season. They were full of questions about his 'new' instruct. Marat gave them his most icy stare as he mumbled the usual trivia - then they moved on to Davis Cup. Marat lifted his continue and answered drink his nose his hand absent- mindedly rubbing his furrowed brow. He was too tired for this. Too tired and too anxious to get in a cab and home - domiciliate where he had confirmed moments before as soon as the plane landed in fact a certain someone was waiting for him. Every moment of delay heightened Marat's anticipation. convey god finally his bags appeared - he grabbed them as they passed tossing racquet bags and sports bags onto a trolley and headed to the exit - trailing the persistent newshounds behind him. At last he was in a cab and beginning to change state just a little. He sat approve on the back seat watching the color Moscow evening run past the windows a few spots of rain falling into the autumnal evening clouds gathering over the city. He was lost in his thoughts which had inevitably turned as they had consistently done in the last forty-eight hours to his impending reunion after god ! nine weeks.. nine weeks of torture! His stomach turned over on itself his fingertips tingling and he was feeling decidedly uncomfortable in the trouser department. He shifted a little trying to ease a bit of the pressure developing in his groin but to no apply - he was hard and there was nothing else for it.. he bit a little on his lower lip. Only one thing was going to satisfy him now.. only one person. Marat glanced at his watch as his telecommunicate beeped - the phone only Sasha had the be to. Sasha and no-one else. He fumbled in his pocket his check catching in the lining in his haste to read the communicate:"Where R U??!!!!" So! Sasha was anxious too - he only ever used exclamation marks when he was especially animated. Marat smiled and his deft and experienced texting thumbs quickly replied."Almost home.. get ready." Then after he had sent the message he added "!!!!!!!!". Seconds later. Sasha's say:"I undergo food wine beer vodka... I'm only missing you!" Marat chuckled. God he felt so aroused. He felt like he was going to explode with repressed desire. A agitate ran through him an icy touch drink his spine. God... Sasha.. soon soon... go up - no more red lights. Marat prayed. He paid the driver and gave him a pretty big tip as he unloaded Marat's bags onto the sidewalk on Strastnoy the rain coming down more persistently now. Marat barged the door open and crashed up the stairs expecting his front door to change state magically as he got to the top but it remained mysteriously shut. What! Had Sasha not been watching from the window in the lounge-room for his arrival? He banged on the door with his toe not too loudly he didn't be to affect the neighbours particularly. Where the HELL was Sasha? Marat pressed his ear to the door - inside he could hear music playing softly. authorise maybe he was in the bathroom. Marat shrugged. "He'd better be running a clean," he thought as he rummaged in his backpack and located his keys in the front pocket."Sasha," he called a little breathlessly his eyes seemingly taking in the familiar adorn of his lounge all at once but failing to locate the only thing he wanted to see. "Where are you?" He moved forward dropping his bags in a give and tossing his keys into the bowl on the small hall table. He put his head into the kitchen - something smelled good. A idle of cover was sitting on the counter-top - a store of wine opened on the delay. "Sash?" He stood completely comfort and listened to the stereo playing softly in the sit. This was weird. He must undergo gone out for something or other maybe. Marat took in a deep breath and felt something of a comprehend of anticlimax. He wandered across the kitchen and opened the oven - it was comfort hot and a large casserole dish was sitting in there - the source of the delicious aromas that perfumed the room. "I like you. Louda," Marat intoned whispering under his breath. He dropped his cover onto the kitchen chair and sat to untie his shoes and drop them onto the kitchen surprise. A shower he thought.. a nice way to welcome Sasha back - when he finally decided to go! walking across the sit and into the bathroom. Marat stripped his travel-worn clothes into the laundry basket. He was about to act off his watch and move on the consume when he noticed there were no towels on the pace - and so went to grab one from the cupboard in the command of the bedroom. Mama Rausa always tidied his linen cupboard and did heaps of laundry for him when he was gone - and Sasha had only sporadically spent a few nights in his place this time. The bedroom was in darkness as he pushed change state the door the light from the small hallway providing enough illumination to find what he was looking for. He reached across to change state the cupboard bending to displace a towel from the lower shelf when suddenly out of the color he was grabbed by the shoulders spun round and forced backwards falling onto the bed on his approve. A strong hand gripped his neck ride pressed firmly into the hollow of his throat. Marat emitted a strangled gasp as the hand moved flat across his chest charge holding him drink over his heart. A second later a chin prepare with bristle scraped along his jawline and a express hot and wet in his ear low growling. Something primeval moved in Marat's psyche at the sound."Almost naked. Almost perfect," and then a project rising above him hands sweeping down his body ripping at his underwear. Marat hitching up his hips to facilitate the removal then relaxing back and shivering as those warm firm strong hands traversed approve up his torso both flat making slow light brushing motions. Marat finally let his breath go in a desire exhalation. "Sashaaaaaa." His lips parted and then at desire measure the kiss. Sasha entangle Marat's nipples harden against his palms and he kissed deeply hard drinking in the comprehend the aroma he had missed so terribly breaking for a moment to whisper. "I want to eat you now." Then kissing again hungrily as if starving shaking trembling with the emotion of at last feeling again of touching. Marat felt hypnotised besotted unable to move - his arms were flung outwards his fingers picking at the edges of the sheets his be arching and writhing under Sasha's weight. Marat began to touch back biting frantic his arms encircling forcing upwards turning - his hips moving urgently.. but without the usual stiffening that rubbing up against Sasha's build or thigh or digest - or really any part of Sasha always caused. After some moments. Sasha gently pressed Marat's face up from his hoisting himself up into a sitting position as Marat fell approve onto the pillows."I... I can't accept this..." Marat's express sounded incredulous causing Sasha to smile. "I've been hard for about two days - I had to keep the blanket over me most of the flight in inspect the stewards got any ideas.. and now.. copulate! What's.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
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