Random PWP

It hurts. This ripping feeling in my heart hurts and the more I think of it, the more it tears inside. As I stare out into blankness, I felt my heart beating in my eardrums. Slowly, fainting away. I tried to grasp whatever was within reach but my fingers did not lay on anything. It was thin air that I touched.

For a moment or two I lay motionless. Trying to figure out where was I and for what reason. But nothing came to my aid. Even my mind was betraying me. Suddenly, I felt a cold sensation crawling up my spine. I wanted to move away but it held on to me. Whatever that thing was, it was drawing out all my energy. I was drained.

My body was limp. I could not fight against the strong, icy fingers which clasped around my waist. The harder I fought, the more energy this thief drew out of me. The surroundings started to change. I breathed out particles of ice even the naked eye could see. Although the place was dark, I saw the thin layer of icy mist my breath was forming. My lips parted, my tongue wanted to taste the ice.

But as soon as the tip of my tongue touched the ice screen, warmth spilled in. It spilled into my mouth, down my throat and spread throughout my whole being. Then, I felt something else. Lips. Lips of whom it belonged to I did not know were locked with mine. My tongue began to trace out the dry outline of the guest`s lips and I felt his lip piercings. Soon, our tongues were crashing on each other. Supplying enough warmth to keep me alive for the whole night. The icy hands withdrew from my waist and began caressing my nape. The hands were so tender and soft, it would never cross my mind that such hands could harm me or put my life in danger.

Whoever this stranger was, he was definitely hungry for company as well. His mouth left mine and I could hear him swear under his breath. With my best effort, I lifted my arm to grab hold of the person in front of me. He shuddered when my warm fingers found his neck.

Without a warning, he drove me to a wall I never knew existed. He was raving and swearing a lot as he tried to tear away my clothes. When his bare skin collided onto mine, it was paradox. His passion was flaring as he made his way down my vulnerable body. My abs tightened when he circled his tongue around my navel. I buried my fingers in his hair, totally unaware of the cries of pleasure I was letting loose.

He ripped my pants off and grabbed my hard member. I threw my head back as blood rushed to the tip of my cock. He enveloped my cock in his mouth and covered it with his saliva. The moment I heard his pants dropped, he lifted me and made my legs hug him around the waist. My breathing grew faster and my chest was heaving. He worked his lips up my body as he entered my rear. The cold feeling returned and my teeth was chattering. Then I felt beads of liquid dripping on my lips. I thought it was the stranger`s sweat but when I tasted it, it tasted like metal. He bled.

My eyes squinted and relaxed trying to capture the image of the man who was ravaging me. Once again I ran my fingers through his silky hair and found that he had medium length hair. Pulling his face close to mine, I kissed him again. This time, I found out that he was a smoker. His mouth tasted of tobacco. His hands brushed away the hair from my face. It seems like he could see, even in the dark. Even though I had a hard time piercing through the darkness, I swear I saw him smirk. He smirked before giving a hard thrust and filling up my insides with his rod. Before I knew it, I was panting on the cold hard floor again. I was naked and my member was still rigid even after orgasm.

Footsteps. I heard footsteps coming closer to me. I closed my eyes tight hoping that that was enough to shield me from danger. But it was no danger approaching me. The same pierced lips found my forehead.

"I would keep you if your hair was it`s original color," said the foreign man.
"Fuck you~"
"I`ve already done that to you. Sleep well. You will see the sunrise tomorrow."

What did he mean by that? Who was he? Why did he pick me? All the questions scrambled in my brain. That night, I became acquaintances with enigma.

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Guess the pairing. XD

The fan above us propelled silently. I lay still on his chest, listening to his heart beating calmly below that strong chest. I looked up to admire his peaceful face. Clean shaven, square jaw with a hint of innocence. I smiled to myself and lay a soft kiss on his neck. He stirred but did not wake.

Carefully, I peeled away the covers and slid out of bed. I went to the kitchen to fix us something to eat. The house was quiet and I liked it that way. I ran through the fridge and decided to make pancakes and some bacons and eggs.

The pan sizzled with oil. I turned to get the bacons when he appeared at the doorway.

"Sorry. Did I wake you?" I took 3 strips of bacons and placed them diagonally on the pan.
"Naw~" He walked towards me "The smell woke me up" He smiled and my stomach tightened. I could melt from his smile and burn from his set of deep blue eyes.

He rested his palm on the center of my back and leaned in to kiss me. I love his musky smell in the morning. He nuzzled my neck and gave me a half-hug before walking across the kitchen to make coffee. He drinks nothing else but coffee in the morning. He left the water to boil and went to set the table.

We ate breakfast talking about everything and anything. Although most of our talks are of boring topics, it does not really bother me. Just hearing his voice makes me happy.