Chapter 28 Kindle
"Yim, don't move! Don't move!" laughed Blue, infected by Yim's laughter.
They were facing each other in the flow of life.
Blue had defoliated Yim with gentle hands.
Wrapped the sarong from his hot body.
And his loincloth hid the spot whose pulses made his cheeks glow.
Yim had held his breath to forbid his inner stirrings to circulate.
Blue's beautiful eyes roamed over every inch of his skin.
And Yim had fought inwardly to stop the inches of his body from growing any further.
His heart had announced several times that it would stop.
And how it had raced to infinity when Blue then unfolded in front of him.
Yim had not been able to tame his gaze.
Those gentle hands that bared more and more skin.
His white sarong wrapped layers upon layers of the most beautiful bliss.
Strength wrapped in sugar-white skin.
And two delicate peaks at the top of the muscular mounds.
And Yim's eyes only allowed a glimpse to the hem of his loincloth.
Quickly back up to the face.
And the yearning eyes and glowing cheeks of Blue had rewarded all of Yim's skin with an avalanche of tingles.
Yim's gaze showed his outer fortress as the foaming current resounded against its walls.
The Aura of love had announced eternity with a smile and taken Yim by the hand.
And Yim was drawn into the river by the tender hands.
"I thank all spheres and times for the birth of my destiny!", Blue had whispered with closed eyes.
And his wai wandered once around Yim.
And, as his eyes opened again, Yim sank into the depths.
Blue's lips began to whisper wordlessly.
A prayer given to his beloved.
And the water was to trickle over Yim's skin with tender hands.
His shoulders.
His chest.
His neck.
His head.
Drops of love were to glide over Yim.
And he blinked infrequently to enjoy the prayerful sight before him.
A smile spread across Yim's face.
So intens.
So focused.
Blue's beautiful eyes were fixed on the wandering drops.
And Yim faded at the candied lips moving wordlessly.
A sweet avalanche of delight ran through his body.
Blue seemed to him the purest form of beautiful perfection.
Standing before him, dripping on his skin.
Praying for him.
And sweetening his birth.
Yim had grinned wider and wider.
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Fathers of the North
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