A Hyacinth for His Hideousness by Tharah Meester

Author:Tharah Meester [Meester, Tharah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-06-17T16:00:00+00:00

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After he’d closed the door behind Sergei, the last guest to leave, Vrila turned to Hyacinth with a lurch: “Why did you do that?”

Hyacinth’s pulse quickened, and his eyes turned downward while, with an effort to appear casual, he leaned on the kitchen counter – though inside he felt not the least bit relaxed. Between them rose a passion that he’d kindled. “Because I wanted to.”

Vrila, still standing at the door, rubbed his neck with a hand. “And why are you writing such lunacy in your stupid notebook?”

“My notebook isn’t stupid,” he retorted defiantly and crossed his arms over his chest then immediately dropped them again so as not to appear defensive, but rather welcoming, toward his husband. “And what I wrote isn’t lunacy, but the truth. Pardon me if it makes you so ill-at-ease because I want to kiss you. I couldn’t foresee that.”

Vrila stared at him, eyes wide open, drew a deep breath then tore at the hair falling wildly over his forehead – how seductive.

Hyacinth knew he should make the first move, should show Vrila he desired him. However, he couldn’t; he was too fearful. Instead, he licked his lips and hoped Vrila would dare take the first step – previously he’d even been able to, so why the hesitation now?

“Oh, please, will you finally kiss me!”

Only when Vrila flinched did Hyacinth realise that he’d spoken those words aloud. At the same moment when he flushed a bright red, Vrila overcame the distance between them. He grabbed and yanked him to his chest which Hyacinth bumped against with a gasp and stared directly into two dark eyes before Vrila kissed him directly on the mouth. Hallelujah!

His body felt like it was suddenly going up in flames, and the moment their lips touched seemed totally magical – as though he’d waited his whole life for nothing other than that kiss, as though that tenderness were the fulfilment of all his wishes and longings, the meaning of his existence.

His heart thundered in his chest, and everything in his stomach was agreeably jumbled. Impetuously, he wrapped his arms around Vrila’s neck, pressed him even more tightly to himself and felt his hard erection through the material of his trousers which caused his abdomen to constrict. Their lips grasped wildly for each other, and when they tasted one another with their tongues, he unintentionally moaned into his husband’s hot mouth. Oh God, that was good!

And it became even better when Vrila put his left hand on the nape of Hyacinth’s head as he let his right one remain on his back and urged him into the bedroom. Hyacinth’s excitement and arousal intensified to the point of assuming alarming dimensions.

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