The Man I Love

A/N: Finally their first encounter! I feel so glad for them! :D Okay, this is the next part to the scene they had started the chap. before. Hope you enjoy!



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 Now... On with the story!



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          The Paladin’s heart rhythm went off control, as though he was running the most thrilling, tiring of the races, and the air was completely sucked out of his lungs. His eyes explored the face of the man before him, and every inch of his body became more sensitive; he could hear every creak of the branches under them, hear the leaves being caressed by the wind and the big trees bending over them, he could feel Crikton’s rough and hot body over his, and he could smell the tempting scent of flowers and the fresh smell of trees, together with his friend’s sweet taste in his mouth.

          Crikton smiled as he bent downwards to softly kiss the elf’s long, thin neck. Zeyhan closed his eyes; a wave of goosebumps ran down his spine and directly to his groin as the man above him teased and tickled his skin with his lips and tongue, tracing his neck’s length.

          Soon enough Crikton had managed to undo his leg-guards and take off as much armor and clothing as he could off him and off his friend’s body in between kisses and small, teasing bites; but their loincloths remained. He couldn’t resist the temptation of fucking the elf senseless as he heard the soft moans and whimpers that occasionally escaped from his velvety lips; but he had to go slowly and carefully in order to make things as enjoyable as possible, though sometimes he had his own slip-outs.

          None of them tried to hide what was evident, and denying the truth was out of question at that point. Zeyhan could feel his loincloth becoming too tight for him, his growing arousal getting hotter and hotter each time he felt Crikton’s manhood unintentionally brushing up against him. There was a point in which he could resist no longer to the older human’s teasing movements above him, so he grinded hardly against him, pressing his member to the other man’s private parts.

        At his friend’s reaction, Crikton did the same, pressing downwards, and grunted. He then pulled Zeyhan up, sitting on the grass and placing the Elf to sit on his groin with his legs wrapped around his upper waist. He placed his hands on Zeyhan’s back and pulled him towards his mouth, kissing him hardly and violently shoving his mouth inside him. The elf wiggled but then let himself go along with the sudden movements his body had began unconsciously doing. This was different from anything that he had felt or experienced before. He felt completely numbed by the strong emotions within him, unlike the many times he had been with his female friend Khamir; a beautiful blood elf mage who had been his friend and companion from childhood, and this was of course also different –and better- than the time when he was raped by the Elf and the Draenei at that similar spot two years ago.

‘’I want you, Zeyhan.’’ Crikton whispered whilst he sucked his earlobe and traced his long, thin ear. The Elf shivered. ‘’Let me take you.’’ He pleaded, his voice soaked in desire as he slid two fingers gently up to the Paladin’s lips. Zeyhan doubted, first closing his mouth at the feel of the man’s fingers before him, but he then parted his lips, slowly letting his tongue out and licking the length of the man’s fingers, later engulfing them with evident longing.

    Crikton felt surprised at his friend’s reaction. He was hoping to be rejected at his first attempt, but it worked; he was finally making Zeyhan forget what had happened and instead focus on what was happening.

    As he felt his fingers being eagerly sucked on by the smaller Elf, he slowly turned himself to his side, pushing Zeyhan along with him and setting him on his knees, slowly placing himself on top of the Sin’dorei, being careful of not removing his hand from his friend’s mouth. He wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation any longer, and he only conformed himself with grinding his hard, dripping member against the ass of his friend, the loincloths in between them.

    Zeyhan hummed and slightly moaned as he felt Cirkton’s hard cock against his buttocks, and he soon felt as the fingers that were exploring his mouth left him to be placed somewhere else in his body. The human vigorously slid Zeyhan’s loincloth down and off of him, then placed his fingers up to the Elf’s entrance, and gently slid the first one in.

   Zeyhan’s body was not prepared for the intrusion, and his muscles tensed at the feel of the finger inside him; he jumped a bit on the spot. The Warrior kept on pushing his finger inside of the elf, moving it in a circular motion. He then kindly slid the other finger into him, and at the feel of this second finger Zeyhan let out something in between a moan and a soft cry.

     Both men seemed to be absorbed in their own world; a world of desire and pleasure, of wanting and longing… They didn’t seem to care about time, or about the place, nor of the fact that their mounts seemed to be almost watching them. It was as if the trees and the entire forest were their silent witnesses of that simple yet so thrilling act of love and passion, and they couldn’t care less.

    Crikton’s fingers gently scissored inside Zeyhan’s body for some moments, preparing the elf gently for the next step. His member throbbed, trapped inside his loincloth and wanting eagerly to get out, to be set free.

‘’If you are not okay with this just tell me, will you?’’ Crikton said, and then pulled his fingers away from the warmthness of Zeyhan’s body. He grabbed the Elf by his waist and made a turning motion, setting the elf in their previous position, uncovering his manhood from under his loincloth and gently sliding his aching member inside of him as he pulled the Sin’Dorei to sit on top of him.

   Zeyhan moaned and cried out as Crikton inevitably thrusted hardly inside him, his sexual instinct taking over him for a moment.

‘’I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to-

‘’It’s okay’’ Zeyhan replied, his voice depicted desire as well as Crikton’s voice.

 Both men were panting, their heavy breaths were the only sound that could be now heard by them; and their hearts raced inside their chests, pumping blood strongly to every inch of their hot, sweaty bodies.

 Crikton slowly began thrusting inside Zeyhan as he kissed him, his tongue exploring his friend’s mouth again. His hands run up and down the thin, muscled back of his friend, feeling his lithe body gently rocking above him.

The warm and wet insides of Zeyhan enveloped and caressed the Warrior in such a way that it was not long before he began to feel too much pleasure, and his pace began to quicken up.

‘’I’m…ahh’’ He tried to speak, but he panted and grunted as he tried to keep his orgasm from taking over him.

  Zeyhan also felt as the man’s cock feverishly rubbed and touched a spot within him which made him wiggle and moan out of pure ecstasy. The warrior then moved his right hand to Zeyhan's member, which was caught up between their two bodies, grabbed it firmly, and began gliding his hand up and down as eagerly as he thrusted in and out of him.

           Being stimulated from these two pleasure spots made it almost impossible to bear for the Paladin; too much pleasure had already built up inside him, and this was the last that he could cope with. He moaned loudly, almost screaming, not even thinking about what could happen if someone heard him scream that way. He didn’t care about anything at that point except for the man below him.

           The rhythm became faster; their sweaty bodies bouncing against each other, the sound of their pants moans and grunts the only things audible save for their skin softly flapping against each other. Zeyhan's senses were knocked over as too much heat and pleasure built inside him, begging for release. He panted and gasped for air, hardly gripping the Warrior’s shoulders, leaving bloody crescents on his skin and moaning loudly as he came. Waves of pleasure shook his body and his eyes flung open as Crikton's hand and their stomachs were covered in slimy white semen. The Sin’dorei moaned as the last shivers of pleasure and ecstasy washed out of his lithe body. 

             Taking his chances to peak together with him, Crikton thrusted hardly inside him whilst the elf moaned,  his back arched and he groaned as his own orgasm shook his body, moaning and grunting heavily in Zeyhan's ear. He thrusted hardly and held his position right there as he filled the paladin entirely with his seed. 

They both panted and gasped desperately for air; now their bodies settling down.

The man pulled off his softening member from Zeyhan’s butthole, semen dripping. He quickly pulled on his loincloth and his shirt, reaching out to grab Zeyhan’s and pass it to him. The Elf took the clothes and dressed up as fast as he could in his loincloth and shirt. Once they were slightly covered from their nudity, they lay down on the grass near each other.

          Blue and green eyes looked at each other, expecting to be the other who would break the silence out of them, but instead of that, Zeyhan slowly approached Crikton and pressed his lips against the human’s.

 There was nothing to be said; Crikton smiled as he saw that finally the Elf could count on a good memory from that awful place which had filled two years of his young life in pain and fear, forbidding him to carry on what he had tried to make out of as a normal life. His painful experience was now being replaced by the thought of the man he had wanted; by the act of love and passion that had kindly proved to him that Crikton was worth each and every moment of his long, painful wait.

           The wind blew now hardly, forcing some loosened leaves to fall off, drifting them away in the air current. The sun was now near setting and the afternoon light lit everything in reddish colors.

‘’Its getting late’’ Crikton finally broke the sweet silence. ‘’We should get going.’’ He said as he stood up, tending a hand towards the Paladin.

 Both men dressed quickly in their armors and Crikton mounted on steed, which had been resting nearby, at the same time that Zeyhan went up to his raptor and woke him up, forcing it to stand up and mounting. They went up to the road again and resumed their trip towards Felwood.