Title: I hate the rain. Do not you?
Fandom: Alexander
Characters: Alexandria, Hephaestion
Rating: Red
Genre: Erotic, fluff, romantic
Warnings: One Shot , lemon (very)
Note: This is my first (and probably last) ficcyna for p0rnfest # 4, is lousy, I know, I know all that PWP and I do not go exactly in agreement, then if I am well aware that I have character limits will hurt me ...
Well, I hope is not a complete crap !>__\u0026lt;
I hate the rain. Do not you?
Rain. As for the hated that damn rain? From that, so far as it was raining?! When you stop?!
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Alessandro, stop distress, you know that in this region is inevitable. >> The voice of the Hephaestion came gently hushed, muffled by layers of fabric. Alessandro
even listened to him, he kept going back and forth under the small platform, watching the ground beyond the pavement becoming blackish mud and dirt, the men who walked in danger of collapse until the calves.
He hated that region.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Rain, rain and more rain! I'm sick of hanging this bloody tent! >> Cried out loud, annoyed, that was the worst part of being a conqueror of worlds, unknown climates impossible to predict and to endure, it was a divine curse, because to him?!
He slammed his foot on the ground like an impatient child, and snorting when he turned, saw Hephaestion leaning on his bronze throne. The hatred for the rain vanished mysteriously.
Hephaestion was stripped of his tunic, wearing only a blood-red cloth tied on the sides by two rings of gold which seemed to fall at any moment. The shoulders were bare, tanned from long days of Greece and Macedonia, the auburn hair was loose, falling on the skin, wavy, which called to her toes, to get them, and test everything they touched. That vision
's throat dried up in less than a second.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Since we can not move until the rain will fall in intensity ... >> Blew Hephaestion moving towards him and overtake \u0026lt;\u0026lt;We should take advantage of this lost time ... >> With a gesture dry undid the ropes that held the sheets of the tent, close \u0026lt;\u0026lt;No? >>
Hephaestion approached him, until they were separated only by a few inches away.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You always have good ideas. >> Alex smiled, stroking his cheek, leaving roam the thumb on his skin hot, to touch your lips are soft, fleshy, which made use of the coat to keep warm totally useless.
Hephaestion took another step, coming in contact with her body, perfectly matching their nipples swollen.
Alexander leaned over him, kissing his neck, leaving a small bite mark, then took his hand, leading him to the bed, which made him plunge, squatting beside her.
Hephaestion hugged him, taking her to kiss him on the face while the hands of the great conqueror glided languidly on his smooth chest, tickling the abdominals, until you get to the rings of gold, which toyed a little with the language of ' Another way that the beams morbidly delicious, melting the palate, caressing her mouth, raising the temperature of the tent exponentially.
fingers Alexander went down under the fabric, he could distinctly hear the beating heart of Hephaestion as if to smash in the chest. The thing he liked. He liked morbidly.
untied the knots and bared completely, taking a moment to contemplate that exciting body, a gift from the gods the most important of the men who walked the earth at that time.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm glad to be so much to your liking. >> Murmured Hephaestion with a suggestive smile, rubbing his knee against his erection, still hidden under the black robe, but pleasantly noticeable.
Alexander answered his smile with a fiery kiss, leaving even remove the useless trappings that always seemed to get too close in the presence of Hephaestion, and in less no time found themselves naked on top of each other, to rub skin against skin, not even caring to stifle groans and gasps.
Hephaestion pushed him up against the sheet of fine linen and climbed astride her pelvis, beautiful hair ruffled by the heat, the hands of Alexander the welcoming her hips, shiny rivulets of sweat that fell in the middle of the chest up to tickle your belly button, an image that was printed in the mind of the conqueror, and that it certainly would not have ever gone.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;That's why I have always loved the rain ... >> Hephaestion himself down on his turgid member letting out a reluctant sigh, waiting for a few seconds to get used to that presence that always, always left him pleasantly blown away.
gasped for a long moment, then began to rock floor, with a slow second intolerable Alexander who liberated the lungs when he heard the excellent work of the kidneys of the other, the gripping, stroked, sucked it and rape, and all with quell'entusiastica pleasure that only he possessed, he channel all his blood in one area of her body, exactly what he was enjoying carnal favors those who seemed to want to lead Olympus, surrounded by the scent of immortal Hephaestion, his breath stimulants, by his movements that tore the reason.
Alex squirmed slightly, prey to rampant passion, stroking her buttocks hard, two fruits mature gardens worthy of the goddess Aphrodite, arched his back at the same time when Hephaestion sank on his broad chest appealing, meowing with pleasure the scent dell'apoteosi arrival.
It happened in an instant. Alessandro reversed their positions, they shouted at a time, seemed to accept that initiative Hephaestion, opened her legs fixed to the perfection with his knees planting the King on his hips, arches his back when he wasted no time starting to gradually pushed ; deep.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You are as beautiful as the reflection of the sun ... Mediterranean ... >> Alex whispered in her ear, a little habit of romance that could never spared when the beautiful face of Hephaestion became his one and only her.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;My R. .. Re .. >> Blew overwhelmed by passion, supporting those forces which crept inside his body as if they would never let go \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Alessandro ... >> Sank his fingers deep into the sheets, curtains like the string of a beautiful musical instrument \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Oh ... Alessandro ... >> Alessandro
gasped on his skin moist, stroking his face, and before she knew it pleased slipped from their bodies in infinite ecstasy, were at the same time, with a groan that bordered gratitude.
remained glued, Alexander still well embedded in the belly of Hephaestion, closed his mouth with a languid kiss that seemed to want to continue until the rain would stop falling.
And the rain was not going to end soon.
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