For Garrrr

[hybrid_prince]

They call it a gift when they bring it before the throne. Dorrek VIII, young emperor of the Skrull people, barely even bothered to pay any attention to the cloth covered box that was rolled up before the throne. These particular military leaders weren't much of ones that he cared for, and frankly while he was invested in the eventual journey to Earth and conquering it as was his lofty and prophesied fate from long since before he was born, that didn't mean he cared too much about the recon team he had sent. They annoyed him, and sending them to a planet protected by 'heroes' had been meant as a punishment.

The 'gift' to get back into his good graces didn't seem likely to amuse him in any way. There was nothing intriguing about Earth. So the Emperor had ignored their simpering and scrapping before him. It was unbecoming of a Skrull to be anything other than strong and dominating warriors. Still, he cut off their rambling dialog and waved to one of his royal guard. K'lrt, ever the devoted servant, stepped forward and whipped the cloth off.

And Dorrek considered what was presented to him with a raised eyebrow. This, of course, was not what he'd been expected. He hadn't expected a living being.

"Where did you find it?" he asked in Skrull, continuing the conversation in his native tongue.

"It attempted to attack us," one of the generals, who was kneeling out of reach of the cage spoke. "It is more than it seems. Like Skrull, but not."

Intriguing. Dorrek gestured for the clear tank on wheels (with air holes of course), to be rolled closer. Let him better see this prize.

Comments

[hybrid_prince]

It's so amazingly easy to draw Theo into a kiss. He smiles and moves up Gar's body and meets the man with a soft, sweet press of lips.

[garrrr]

Gar's eyes slip close as he kisses Then, wrapping his legs around his waist as he presses up into the kiss. It stays soft for a little but Gar nips at his lips seeking to deepen it.

[hybrid_prince]

Soft is nice, but hte bite has Theo moaning as he rocks up against Gar. The legs around him were good too, and he nipped back. Yes, this was good.

GOod enough for him to moan.

[garrrr]

Gar parts his lips more and rocks his hips into the other's. He can't believe how much he'd missed Theo and there's still a fear that the other might push him away again and then he'd have to try and find him once more. He clings to him a little tighter at that thought.

"Never send me away again."

[hybrid_prince]

"Never, my dearest," he whispers, his hips rocking against Gar's as well. He wants to be with the man, so damn much.

"I wish I hadn't sent you awa."

[garrrr]

Gar lets that settle on him and he trusts him and it feels good to hear him say it again and it probably wouldn't be the last time he wanted to hear the reassurance out loud.

"Make love to me okay?" he whispers.

[hybrid_prince]

"Alright," Theo agrees, moving to lift Gar further up on the bed to make sure they can be comfortable.

He goes quiet then, focusing on the careful working open of his lover. Once he deemed Gar ready, he shifted between his lover's legs and pressed into him, slowly and with a pleased expression on his face.

[garrrr]

The noises Gar makes are quiet to start with, relaxing as the other stretches him open. He's starting to get impatient but luckily before he had to say anything Theo's fingers slipped out of him and were replaced with his cock. The slowness drew a deep moan from Gar, after so long apart from him it felt good to be connected in this way.

[hybrid_prince]

Here they were, rejoined. Oh how he had missed this. Theo took a deep breath, his eyes closing as he just felt the sensation.

"My sweet, my love."

[garrrr]

Gar reaches up to pull him down into a kiss, warmth spreading through him at the words. He kisses him softly at first but growing more hungry with each second that passes.

[hybrid_prince]

Theo stills himself, eager to share in this kiss while buried in his lover.

"Gar," he whispers between kisses. "My beloved. My foolish sweet."