Good Morning

Zelos woke up to warm morning sun and warm lips on his. Purring slightly, he kissed back until his lover pulled away, leaving him looking utterly content. “Hmm, morning,” Zelos said, still a bit sleepily.

“Good morning,” Kratos told him with a smile, leaning in to nibble gently at his neck.

“Ahh…heh. Did you want something, love?” Zelos asked amusedly.

“Mmm,” Kratos agreed distractedly, pulling Zelos closer. Zelos moaned a little as he felt Kratos’ impressive morning erection against his hip.

“Goddess, love,” he murmured, “And people think I’m insatiable. Not that I’m complaining,” he added quickly, with a faint gasp as his lover nipped at a sensitive part of his neck, “Ahh…”

“You talk too much,” Kratos murmured into his neck, stroking a firm hand across the skin of Zelos’ chest and reaching to tweak a rosy nipple, making Zelos moan.

“Ohhnn, love…” Zelos gasped, turning on his side to face Kratos and practically attacking his collarbone with lips and tongue, nipping occasionally. He ran his hands along Kratos’ sides, stroking all across his skin. “Mmm, you taste so good,” he murmured.

“Ahh…Zelos,” Kratos moaned, tilting his head backward in pleasure. He reached out and pulled Zelos’ hips forward, grinding their erections together as both of them gasped and moaned at the feeling.

Zelos raised his head a bit and pulled Kratos into a smoldering kiss, still grinding their hips together forcefully, loving the friction it produced. Kratos returned the kiss eagerly, until both were too breathless to maintain it, and they pulled back for air.

“Kratos,” Zelos moaned, rubbing up against his lover’s body, “ohh, I want you so much…”

Kratos licked his lips, then pounced on Zelos, so that he lay atop the younger man. “Mine,” he murmured, giving Zelos’ collarbone the same treatment his had received not long ago.

“Ahhh…” Zelos purred sensually, “Oh, love, all yours…” He bucked his hips and arched a bit, moaning at the feel of his lover’s flesh pressed against his own.

Kratos moaned a bit at Zelos’ actions, then reached for the container of lotion that sat on the bedside table, absently noting that it was already almost empty. With a faint noise, he coated his twitching member, then used the same hand to prepare Zelos briefly.

Zelos gasped loudly, bucking into the fingers eagerly, his wantonness eliciting a throaty moan from Kratos. He cried out as they flickered across his prostate. “Don’t tease, love,” he groaned, “I need you so much…”

Panting a bit, Kratos nodded his agreement. He removed the fingers, and in one motion slid all the way inside his younger lover with a deep moan of appreciation, then paused to let Zelos adjust.

“Ahh…” Zelos moaned, shifting his hips a bit and making Kratos gasp, “Yesss…ohh, love…”

“Gods, Zelos,” Kratos breathed huskily as he began to move, his pace torturously slow, “So beautiful…like this…”

“Mmmm,” Zelos groaned blissfully, “Love you so much.” He bucked his hips impatiently, “Faster, love, please…”

Kratos moaned deep in his throat as he felt his control slipping. He began thrusting harder and faster, gasping with the same rhythm, and at the same time reached between them to stroke Zelos’ neglected arousal.

“Oh, goddess, yess!” Zelos cried loudly, giving a small cry with each thrust, as Kratos struck his sweet spot, “Ah, yess…Kratos, ohh…” He began to buck his hips, thrusting helplessly as he felt his climax approaching, then yelled incoherently as he came, his body spasming.

“Ah!” Kratos gasped as Zelos’ body tightened around him, pushing him over the edge, “Zelos!” He kept thrusting until the aftershocks had passed, then collapsed atop his lover, panting. After a few moments, he lifted himself unsteadily and pulled out of Zelos’ body, holding his love close as their hearts slowed and bodies cooled.

Zelos purred happily in Kratos’ embrace, snuggling closer. They lay there wordlessly for several minutes, basking in the afterglow. Then, finally, the world intruded, in the form of Zelos’ stomach, which let out a loud growl.

He blushed, and laughed a little sheepishly. “Aheheh. I guess I’m kinda hungry,” he said.

Kratos smiled at him. “Let’s get cleaned up and feed you, then,” he murmured, sitting up and stretching a bit.

“Sounds good,” Zelos replied, “And after that, I think we need a shower.” He grinned suggestively.

Kratos laughed. “Who’s insatiable?” he asked rhetorically, planting a brief kiss on Zelos’ lips before rising to go get breakfast ready.