Alias felt the sweat from Theo's chest dripping onto his own skin, the salt and the heat mingling. He began to move his hips instinctively, trying to find a rhythm that didn't ache.
"It is… changing," Alias whispered, his breath coming in short, jagged gasps. "The fullness… It feels like a demand now. I want you to move, Theo. I want to see what happens when you move."
Theo didn't need to be told twice. He began to move, he pulled back and thrust in, sending a new kind of sensation over Alias.
It wasn't painful anymore and he felt… something.
Theo's thrusts were slow and deep at first, before the heat he had spoken of took over.
Every time he pushed inside, he felt the incredible tightness of Alias's body, a sensation that made his own head spin with a pleasure that was almost violent.
"Oh… gods, Alias," Theo rasped, his eyes burning with a blue fire. "You feel… you're so warm. You're everything." He confessed, even though his heart felt tight.
