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- Posted: Sun, 04 Mar 2012 05:24:43 +0000
" ¿Me quieres Tu lo sabes
¿Me necesitas Tu lo sabes
¿Me favor Tu lo sabes
¿Va a burlarse de mí Tu lo sabes "
¿Me necesitas Tu lo sabes
¿Me favor Tu lo sabes
¿Va a burlarse de mí Tu lo sabes "
Distress... desire... fear... passion... anxiety... lust... so many feelings invaded his being. The more he tried to think logically, the more he distracted himself from reality. Diego tried to call up a proper explanation to deny such erotic feelings. There's no way he was going to let a psycho like Mr. Dead close to him; why would he start to melt from a blood-thirsty killer? On top of that, there was a pretty high chance that this was Bec's first attempt of raping. But, most of all, they're of the same gender. How in the world would he get hot for someone that has the same parts like him? How can he quiver when rough hands paw at his flesh? Goosebumps patterned his skin, warning him that the Captain was on the assault once more.
The tug on his hand pulled the Spaniard away from his thoughts and into the arms of Bec. He felt Bec's fingers wrap themselves in Diego's hair, giving a slight tug. Instantly, he reacted by grabbing Bec's shoulder in order to push him off, but... it was too late. His lips tingled as Bec's smothered his, forcing his mouth open. His pupils shrank into pin points... but... the more Bec's tongue probed the inside of his mouth, the more his eyes dilated; Diego was truly starved of such attention. The grip on Bec's shoulder's tightened as he lost control of himself. He returned the favor. Diego pressed his lips just as hard as Bec's, his tongue snaking in between his lips; he ended up sucking his tongue in between lips. The kiss soon ended as the two pulled apart from one another.
The two remained pressed against one another, allowing the sensations to sink in. Bec's fingers teased his flesh, making a dangerous proposition. It was pretty obvious that Bec will take what he wants. And, right now, he wanted Diego. The strokes down his back wasn't making things easier. Once more, Diego found himself pressing his head against his chest, trying to control his breathing. Hot air passed from his lips; he did his best keep himself from moaning again. His hands slowly drifted from Bec's shoulders and down to the Captain's back. This move forced him closer to one another; it turned out that Bec had a beating heart inside his husk. Time was ticking away now. If he were to fight back now, it would end violently [for the both of them]. If he were to say yes, then he would kiss freedom good-bye. Deep down, Diego wasn't ready for such actions to take place.
"Dios ... porqué es mi cuerpo caliente? Por qué tus caricias me hacen temblar de emoción? Realmente quiero a otro hombre como éste? O... estoy desesperado por satisfacer de que mi cuerpo muerto de hambre?" he felt so ashamed of himself, "I'm pathetic...."
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