#agden

Ever since the two of them had discovered their true feelings for each other, the nightly visits had grown more . . . passionate. They still talked, still continued to get to know each other. But the extent of it was far more . . . intimate than before. His visits were longer, as long as was permitted between a gladiator and house slave. And parting from him always caused Agron great disappointment, and frustration. Not knowing what was happening in the villa with him. But right now, Agron was not thinking about that. He wasn’t really thinking at all. Not with the way their bodies were tangled with each other. 

Agron was positioned on top of Brayden, hands roaming over the others body while his lips made their way from Brayden’s, down his neck. It was the front of his neck that Agron nipped at, teasing the sensitive flesh with his teeth, a groan of pleasure escaping him. He then trailed his lips over to the side of Brayden’s neck to do the same thing. Capturing a bit of skin in between his teeth and sucking on it before soothing it with his tongue. And then, for a third time on the other side, breathless with need, chest heaving against Brayden’s body. “You are fucking desirable,” he breathed against the other, forcing his hands to stop as they inched closer to Brayden’s still concealed cock. 

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