Sex & Drugs

Chapter 2.5 - Jax

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As our lips met in a passionate embrace, I sensed a subtle change in Moon's kiss. The previous night's encounter seemed to have left its mark, yet he maintained his usual composure.

Control had always been my forte, but Moon had a way of unraveling me, making me ache with desire from a single touch. The intensity between us was undeniable, a magnetic force that defied restraint.

Moon's voice, laced with a hint of mischief, broke through the haze of our desire. "Do you think we can get away with it here? No one will dare interrupt us."

A smirk tugged at my lips. "They better not," I replied, capturing the corner of his mouth before trailing kisses down his neck, marking him with a hickey, a tangible reminder of our shared passion.

I cupped his dick, moving my hands up and down slowly but continuously. Moon moaned, throwing his head back and then on my shoulder.

My hands, guided by an unyielding attraction, explored his captivating physique. Moon possessed a slender yet resilient frame, with chiseled abs and muscles that emanated strength. His beauty was a captivating sight, and I found myself drawn to every inch of him.

"You're exquisite," I murmured against Moon's neck, my lips tracing a path of passion and marking his skin with passionate intensity. Hickeys adorned his body, a testament to our shared desire.

In my previous encounters, equality had always been the guiding principle. Pleasure was a mutual pursuit, with both partners seeking their own satisfaction. But with Moon, it was different. My focus shifted solely to him, an unspoken vow to bring him unparalleled pleasure, disregarding my own needs.

The urgency intensified, and I couldn't help but focus on Moon's pleasure above all else. My pace quickened, whispers of his name escaping my lips as I brought him closer to the edge. The deliciousness of his neck tempted me, and I succumbed to the urge to nibble and suck, savoring his taste.

Moans intertwined as our desires collided, filling the space around us with undeniable chemistry. While my own physical needs demanded attention, my primary goal was to satisfy Moon, to bring him unrivaled pleasure.

As the crescendo built, Moon's body tensed, his grip on me tightening. Waves of pleasure washed over him, accompanied by euphoric moans that echoed in the air, intertwining with mine.

"Fuck," Moon threw back his head. "I'm cumming..."

Supporting him as his legs gave way, I gently guided him to a seated position on the ground. He remained breathless, his chest rising and falling with satisfaction and exertion.

"Let me reciprocate," Moon managed to utter between panting breaths, a weary yet mischievous grin adorning his face. The exertion had taken its toll, rendering him visibly fatigued, and on the brink of exhaustion.

I couldn't help but be captivated by the sight of him, his vulnerability mingling with his unyielding spirit. It was a testament to his resilience, an undeniable allure that only seemed to intensify with his weariness.

A smirk played on my lips as I met his surprised gaze. "If you feel inclined to return the favor, let's meet again sometime," I suggested, the nonchalance in my tone mirroring his own indifference.

Moon's laughter rang out, a sound that carried a mix of amusement and appreciation. "I underestimated you," he admitted, a newfound respect gleaming in his eyes. "During the meeting, I mean. You certainly have some game."

Returning his smile, I acknowledged his words with a nod. Moon was an enigma, not one to attach sentimental value to our encounters. Our connection existed within the boundaries of our encounters, nothing more.

"I'll ensure someone assists you," I stated, preparing to handle any aftermath that may arise. The entanglements of our world required caution, and Moon was an exception I was willing to make.

Stepping out of the secluded space, I remained unaware of the hidden gaze that observed our intimate moments. Sun remained hidden in the shadows, his fury and heartache fueling the fire within him. The consequences of our rendezvous were yet to be revealed, and the impact it would have on Sun's hidden emotions remained unknown to me.

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The end of Chapter 2~~
I'll come back with Atlas's pov😶
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