WildCat

Just as I promised, here is a Tala/Claude lemon. Enjoy!

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The sun was warm and the cool summer breeze was gentle. With their arms around each other, Kai and Miguel walked along with the masses of other people, but completely oblivious to them.

All the while the sensation in Kai’s abdomen had lessen, but hadn’t disappeared all together. It wasn’t a bad feeling as such, just unknown. He subconsciously walked with his hand on his stomach.

Miguel noticed this and became concerned. “Is something wrong?”

“Huh, oh no,” Kai replied quickly. “Probably just a little hungry.”

“Well, lets go get something to eat,” Miguel suggested. “Heaven knows you’re thin enough already.”

Kai rolled his eyes and huffed a little indignant. “Don’t you start on me.”

Miguel smiled softly. “Who else is on your back about your weight?”

“Spencer,” Kai sighed. “Just because he has a doctors degree.”

“Doctors degree?” Miguel asked confused. “When he’d get that?”

“The abbey, strangely enough. No one trusted the doctors there so some of us decided to learn to treat ourselves.”

Miguel nodded, deciding to try and steer the conversation away from a rather touchy and depressing subject. “I wonder what has become of Aaron and Wyatt.”

Kai laughed. “They’re probably still sitting in the café, bitching about us.”

“True.” Miguel also laughed. “Do you think Tala and Claude are getting along?”

“I’m sure they’re getting along just fine.”

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Soft mews and deep throated groans filled the room as two like minded beings kissed passionately on the clear white sheets on the large bed in the middle of the room.

Tala sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Claude tightly against him who was sitting on his lap, straddling him. Their bodies molded together like they were meant for each other. The only thing separating these two was their heated passion.

Tala removed his lips from Claude’s to kiss a trail down his throat and to his chest. Claude shivered and whimpered with delight, arching towards those searing hot lips.

“Tala,” he cried softly, almost desperate.

Tala groaned and kissed him again, moving his hand down Claude’s back to cup the perfect round bottom within his hand, his finger slipping inside, impatient but gentle. Claude felt his body surge with starved hunger, tired of waiting.

Gasping aloud, Claude lazily wrapped his arms around Tala’s neck, pulling his head up for him to kiss. Their lips moved hungrily against each others, the heat in their lower regions becoming painful. They wanted each other so badly.

Claude lifted his hips as Tala removed his fingers, his hands settling on his hips. And shortly afterwards, in one swift movement, Tala was inside him. They were together, Tala’s urgent, thrusting masculinity filling him.

Silken and welcoming, his body grasped Tala tightly, sharing his pleasure and his urgency. Lips trailed up his neck, slid along his jaw and finally met his lips, sealing them as surely as his body sealed with his.

Claude was consumed by a delicious sensory overload. There was nothing in the world that could compared to this perfect intimacy. He buried his face in the warmth of Tala’s neck as he thrust long and hard inside of him. His lips found his again as the sensation claimed his soul. The sensation was overpowering, until at last they came together like a rushing wave to the shore.

Claude clung to Tala, quivering from the intensity of their orgasm, listening as his labored breathing came normal again.

Resting his damp head against Tala’s shoulder, Claude could neat the thudding of his heart echo his own.

“Tala…” Claude whispered, his voice hoarse.

Tala said nothing as he laid them both back down on the bed, keeping his hands on Claude’s hips, making sure that he was still buried deep inside of the magnificent being with him.

Sighing, Claude snuggled into Tala’s chest, listening to his heartbeat beat in time with his own. After a few minutes he found the strength to sit up, biting his lip as Tala brushed past the sensitive spot that causing his body to shudder with delight.

“I guess we made it to the bed after all,” he said, smiling softly.

Beneath him, Tala chuckled. “Just,” he said.

If the bathroom was any further away from the bed, Tala would have no doubt ravished Claude right on the floor in the middle of the room.

Above him, Tala watched as Claude stretched his arms over his head, arching his back. The act was stimulation and arousing. Before Claude knew what had happened, Tala had flipped them over so their roles were reversed and thrust deep inside of him.

Immediately Claude screamed with pleasure as Tala gave in into his bodily needs, taking them both to the brink of ecstasy over and over again. He grasped at the bed head, his knuckles turning white in an attempted to keep himself grounded.

Tala could feel that Claude was close and grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them to the bed as he continued to thrust forward, hitting that same spot that caused Claude to throw his head back and scream over and over again.

Shuddering violently, Claude felt himself release again, his body falling limp against the bed. After a few well aimed thrusts, Tala followed, throwing his head back on a growl before collapsing in top of Claude.

Claude removed his hands from Tala’s weaken grip and wrapped his arms around his neck. “Oh God…” He whimpered shakily.

Tala chuckled, tiredly. “Enjoy that then?”

“Uh huh,” Claude managed to reply as Tala began nipping at his neck again.

“Want to go again?” Tala asked suddenly.

“What?” Claude muttered surprised, but did not get a proper answer for Tala had silenced him by placing his lips on his, once again giving into his bodily needs.

“Tala!”

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Heh, Tala is like the energizer bunny. Just keeps going and going…