An affair of the body: Can it be anything more?

I’m starting college whoo hoo. Hopefully I’ll be updating all my stories pretty soon. Enjoy the new chapter
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Moban dropped his jacket to the floor and moved slowly, closing in on Cadence, placing his hands possessively on the lithe mans small waist, his lips falling to his bare chest, placing butterfly kisses on the pale skin. He could feel cadence’s heart beat flutter against his lips beneath the skin.

“I’m gentle,” he whispered, lightly pushing the blonde back and trailing his lips down to the mans abs, his tongue tracing the faint lines there. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t bite.”

His eyes traveled up, taking in the younger man completely. His skin was smooth and his body was leanly muscled and hard with a fairly feminine nipped in waist. There was a pale slashing scar right beneath his hip bone.

Cadence let his breath catch slightly, his head rolling slightly against the bed, actually enjoying the slight weight of Moban pressing him down against the bed.

“whatever you sat,” he whispered and groaned slight as Moban nipped at the scar and moving upward, grazing with his teeth, placing gentle kisses to ease the light sting of each scrape. His right hand grazed up Cadences side, circling the mans pale nipples with his fingers, his tongue leaving hot then cool zones on his skin.

Ever nip made cadence jump, small sighs escaping his lips. He closed his eyes, keeping his hands on the bed, allowing his customer to explore his body at his leisure. His long dancers legs were still enclosed in his jeans, his body straining naturally against the tight material.

Moban pulled away from the other man to heft himself up so he and Cadence were face to face. He steadied himself with one hand, the other trailing down to the fly on Cadences jeans. His hand sunk beneath the denim to the bare skin beneath. His fingers grazed over the base of the others already engorged body. He placed a kiss on Cadences temple with a small laugh.

“already?” he purred teasingly.

Cadence looked up at Moban, his pale red eyes shielded by strands of his silver-lavender hairf, making his eyes all the more vivid and darker.

A soft gasp breathed through his lips from the feeling of Moban running his long fingers along the base of his member. He managed a dry smile, moving his hips slightly, pressing up into Moban’s palm.

He pushed himself up slightly, his lips grazing Moban’s ear.

“Experience,” he whispered, his voice a breathless, seductive tremor.

“Hm,” Moban hummed, hooking his thumbs at the top of cadences pants, pulling them down and throwing them behind him before standing. He straightened and began to unbutton his own shirt and slipped it off. His bare chest was something to behold. His chest was muscled and broad, the skin lightly dusted with black hairs. The skin was smooth looking and completely unblemished.

Cadence’s eyes widened as he stared at Moban, his breath hitching slightly. His hands suddenly itched to caress his customers well defined muscles, to find each dip and curve on the mans chest. He mentally fought down his odd fetish as the cool air brushing against his bare body made him shudder.

His eyes stayed focused on Mobans chest, heat filling his gaze blood rushing lower in his body. Most men rich enough to afford him were lazy and overweight. He hadn’t seen muscles like this in a very long time.

‘You’re an idiot,’ he told himself, forcing his eyes closed and blanking out the spectacular image in front of him. ‘Stop it.’

As if reading part of his thoughts Moban slid up onto the bed, spreading his fingers of Cadences flat stomach before he trailed one hand down the length of his body. He danced his long tapered fingers down Cadences length before bringing two fingers to the younger mans tight entrance. He probed at the puckered hole with one finger, sliding the digit in and smirking as the muscles tightened around the intrusion. He pumped his finger slowly before adding a second.

Cadence groaned softly, lifting his hips in an open invitation. He forced himself not to tense as Moban grabbed his hips and lifted them from the bed, positioning himself at Cadences entrance. His fingers dug into sheets as Mobans dug into his sharp hips as he surged forward.

Cadence let out a guttural cry as Moban buried himself straight to the hilt, his member hard and thick, spreading cadences inner walls even as they squeezed him tightly.

“God,” Moban cursed softly, bracing one hand above Cadences head and the other on cadences hips. “You’re so tight, Cadence.”

Cadence opened his pale red eyes, lust glittering there as well as blatant seduction.

“stop talking,” he said, shifting his hips with a groan, taking Moban in deeper and grabbing the older mans hand with his own.

Mobans eyes rolled up, a grunt escaping his throat as he started thrusting, harder and then softer, changing tempo the moment cadence began to join the game. Groans and soft grunts escaped his parted lips as he took his pleasure, never allowing Cadence to make it personal.

Cadence felt his spine bend, a sharp cry singing through his lips as Moban moved and hit that one spot inside of him that made him see stars. He gripped Mobans hand as he rose up form the bed to press his cheek against Mobans hot skin, his cool lips caressing the hard muscles gently.

He wrapped his arms around Mobans waist, shifting his weight effortlessly and easily, allowing his customer to continue without pause while allowing himself his own pleasures by tracing the lines of Mobans defined muscles with his hands and mouth.

“Beautiful,” he whispered against Mobans skin, not seeing the faint smile that curved the older mans lips at his murmurs.

“I think that’s you,” he whispered and shifted his hips, thrusting harder than before, allowing gravity to bring Cadence down as he lifted him with his hands. Cadence cried out at the new sensation, his erratic breaths soft against Mobans heated skin.

The younger mans pale skin was flushed a color darker than his eyes, which were clouded with pleasure as they rolled up and back. His arms moved from Mobans waist to the mans neck, his mouth attacking the rapid pulse beneath the corded muscles of his neck. He felt breathless, each breath coming out in small kitten like noises and soft almost feminine sighs. His body finally found a matching rhythm, moving fluidly with Mobans.

“Moban,” he whispered softly, his mind numb to every thought outside what was happening to his body. This was different than before. Before any and all sexual acts had been a job. It had always just been a job, no emotional strings attached. With Moban it felt different, like as they moved together they were becoming closer, becoming one heart, one soul.

Moban picked up speed at the sound of his name on Cadence’s lips. He brought his lips to Cadences flushed cheeks, teasing the pink skin with his teeth and placing gentle butterfly kisses on the tip of his pert nose.

Cadences pale lavender hair fell over his shoulders, freeing his face from it’s obstruction. His red eyes hooded, he tilted his head, shivering in pleasure at each bite and nip.

He let out a soft choked moan, his heated body pulsing and pooling sharply in the center of his body.

“Moban,” he rasped lowly, thrusting his own hips back sharply in a desperate attaempt to ease the sudden pressure that was instantly far to intense. The movement brought forth a growl from Mobans lips as he surged up in one last movement as his release ensnared him in a sinful embrace.

Cadences body reacted in sync with his customers, his lips parting in a soft cry which was cut off as Moban pulled his head back and latched his own lips over the younger mans in a deep kiss.

Cadences eyes snapped open, his mind and body going cold as his hands unconsciously clenched, his nails digging into Mobans shoulders. Never before had he allowed a customer, or anyone for that matter, kiss him like this man had just done. It was too intimate and he was not going to allow this!

He ripped away, a startled, almost angry gasp escaping his parted and swollen lips. He pulled away so quickly he slid backwards, toppling off of the bed. The sheets slid off and pooled around his body as he landed with a harsh crash.

“Cadence!”

Moban scrambled to the edge of the bed, reaching from where he was to Cadance who was just beyond his reach. “Shit…”

Cadence stared up at Moban, his pale red eyes wide, almost frightened. His shoulders shook violently, a hand covering his mouth where his lips were still warm from the kiss. Without a word he snatched his abandoned clothes and jacket, racing from the room, his bare image a streak of white starlight in the darkness.

Moban stared in silence as Cadences footsteps echoed loudly through the house, ending when the door slammed leaving the house filled with a stark and empty silence.
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R and R please readers. I have a paper to write now. Hope you enjoyed this.