Surrender to Desire

Blitz's voice echoed through the room, loud and uninhibited, as he cried out, "It feels so good!" His words were punctuated by ragged gasps, and his body arched beneath Vassago's, their entwined forms moving in perfect sync. Vassago's eyes locked onto Blitz's, and he could see the pure, unadulterated pleasure written across his face. He felt a surge of pride and satisfaction at being the cause of Blitz's joy, and his own desire surged even more. He drove into Blitz harder, their bodies moving faster and faster as they chased the high of their passion. As they moved together, the only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and Blitz's occasional cry of pleasure. Vassago's hands roamed over Blitz's body, touching and exploring every inch of him. He felt a sense of wonder at the way Blitz's skin felt beneath his fingers, so smooth and responsive. Blitz's eyes never left Vassago's, and he could see the desire and passion burning there. He knew that Vassago was completely given over to the moment, and that thought sent a thrill through him. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Vassago's neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Their lips crushed together, and their tongues tangled in a passionate dance. Vassago's body pressed down on Blitz's, their skin touching and slick with sweat. Blitz felt like he was drowning in the sensation, like he was being consumed by Vassago and his desire. As they broke apart for air, Blitz's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he whispered, "Harder." Vassago's eyes locked onto his, and he could see the plea there. He drove into Blitz harder, their bodies moving in a frantic rhythm. Blitz's voice rose to a crescendo, and he cried out again, "It feels so good, Vassago!" His words were lost in a gasp, and his body arched beneath Vassago's, their forms straining together as they chased the high of their passion. Vassago felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge, and he knew that he couldn't hold back much longer. He was completely lost in the moment, completely given over to his desire for Blitz. He drove into Blitz one last time, and their bodies strained together as they reached their peak. As they came, Vassago felt a sense of release wash over him, like he was finally free. He collapsed onto Blitz's chest, their bodies still entwined, and their hearts pounding in unison. Blitz wrapped his arms around Vassago's back, holding him close as they caught their breath.