Inspired by the Golden Palaminos song, Heaven.
Listen to it here: https://youtu.be/C9oE_ebXc6E
═════════•°• if this is heaven •°•═════════
Heaven...pure and divine in its entirety.
Heaven is like...
The light scent of fresh coffee on the commute to work.
Or the way fine chocolate dissolves on your tongue–the rich, creamy essence of it all pooling, coating.
Or you.
Your tongue, your throat...your lips parting when your tongue slips to collect the light dusting of powder on your mouth...
...that beautiful mouth...
Parting your lips ever so slightly, whispering your thanks, a soft, dimpled smile turned toward me in something of embarrassment...
Heaven.
"Are you ready for the presentation, nong?" I tapped my watch.
He cleared his throat and adjusted his thin-rimmed spectacles before wiping the crumbs from his flush face.
That captivating face.
He smoothed out his burgundy button-down as he stood, his pristine white tie fell forward when he gathered his files. "You coming?" He gestured toward the door, inviting.
"With you? Always."
═════════•°• if this is heaven, what's burning in hell •°•═════════
"Yes...to feel you like this...it feels so good."
Warm, soft, wet.
"Nngg...yes...yes...."
Thick, swift, hard.
"Faster...faster, phi..."
Flesh to flesh.
"Do you...you want...you want them to hear?"
Fingers gripping.
"I don't care...just...do it...."
Searching for that perfect nook, that ridge, that place to gather and curl into.
"I need...it...I need it..."
═════════•°• ah...heaven... •°•═════════
More.
"Off..."
Faster.
"Yes..."
Cock.
"You want that? Is that it?"
Spit.
"There? You like it right there?"
Sweat.
"Yes...right–yes there...!"
Tears.
"Ohhh..."
Shiver.
"Like this?"
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Fanfictionse·cret /ˈsēkrit/ adjective not known or seen, or not meant to be known or seen by others (Definition from Oxford Languages) ☢OffGun AU Fiction with mature themes. ☢ Please do not read if sexual situations make you uncomfortable.
