Sunrise: Leon & Mickey
When Leon received him, all hot and warm and fucking ready, Mickey let out a low groan. Fuck, he'd missed this. He hadn't realized, too distracted by everything else, but now that he was here, inside his boyfriend, the moonlight doing spectacular things to the voodooist's tattooed body. It dripped through the foliage and cascaded of Leon's strong, sinewy body. Mickey let out another grunt of pleasure, leaning forward to kiss Leon's neck.
"I haven't missed you," Mickey whispered, thrusting again. "You've been here for me, you've been... you've done everything for me lately. You've taken care of me and I'm so... So fucking glad you're in my love, fuck, Leon, I love you, fuck..."
With every word that poured from Mickey's lips, Mickey's thrusts began to come faster and harder, gripping his boyfriend by the hips. As he did, his body stayed close to Leon's, his lips kissing Leon's neck and back. "Fuck, I love you so much, fuck, fuck, fuuuck..."