let me explain

Genesis would be the death of him, that much was clear. With the fucking way the man moved down his body, settled so intimately against him. A growing rumble sounded up his chest, bubbling in his throat as his nails gripped into the flesh of Genesis. His two-toned eyes trailed down Genesis’s body, coming to watch where their bodies made contact, as one paw moved to drag across Genesis more intimately.

His eyes went back up to look him in the eyes, alight with desire, lust, need, and something he could not decipher but did not want to be rid of. His other paw moved from the man’s hip, coming to rest along his head, as a dangerous smirk fell onto Epimethius’s face. And then he flipped them over, halfway slamming Genesis into the ground but even then he did it carefully. Made sure to keep his paw behind the man’s head, and made sure his sweet Gene would not get hurt at all. And then he is removing his paw. Leaning back but not far enough not to have them touching, he looked down at the glorious scene in front of him.

Genesis could be his god, he would not rebuttal. He would give him all he could offer, even his heart if the man wished it. All he needed to do was ask for him to give it. Genesis’s words rang in his mind, and he locked eyes with the brute. A growl rumbled in his throat, halfway stuck between possession and something akin to a purr. “You do not have to ask me twice my love, I can not wait to see the look on your face when I have appeased you. When my devotion ruins you.” his voice was full of lust as he moved to whisper the words in Genesis’s ear.

Moving his body to finally show him just how much he craved the man beneath him.