When Len wants to, he can move like water. Flow with power and grace and Mick has wanted him since that first day he watched him bathe, watched those hands on blue skin and he wanted it to be his hands, wanted it to be him with Len in the water. Touching.
But dragons, even half-dragons, and water don't exactly mix well.
He doesn't move, doesn't stop him and when Mick is close enough and their mouths crash together a possessive growl rumbles deep in his chest. Instinct tells them how to tilt their heads, how to deepen the kiss and then it's warm slide of tongue against tongue, hands clutching and gripping as they can finally have this. Len wants just as much as Mick has been wanting him and there's a freedom and joy to it as he settles his weight, keeping most of it braced on his knees and elbows, savoring the kiss for as long as he can.
Mick knows, at least in theory, what's supposed to happen. You don't work as muscle on heists or guard crooks and thieves and killers and not hear tales around the fire. But it's never something he's had for himself and as he rocks his hips down and forward the friction and pressure is tantalizing. Promising more once they get things like clothes out of the way.
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Date: 2016-09-13 06:53 pm (UTC)But dragons, even half-dragons, and water don't exactly mix well.
He doesn't move, doesn't stop him and when Mick is close enough and their mouths crash together a possessive growl rumbles deep in his chest. Instinct tells them how to tilt their heads, how to deepen the kiss and then it's warm slide of tongue against tongue, hands clutching and gripping as they can finally have this. Len wants just as much as Mick has been wanting him and there's a freedom and joy to it as he settles his weight, keeping most of it braced on his knees and elbows, savoring the kiss for as long as he can.
Mick knows, at least in theory, what's supposed to happen. You don't work as muscle on heists or guard crooks and thieves and killers and not hear tales around the fire. But it's never something he's had for himself and as he rocks his hips down and forward the friction and pressure is tantalizing. Promising more once they get things like clothes out of the way.