First, there was the sensation of standing just inside the door of the plane, looking out over the vast white of horizon, the almost seemingly endless nothing below you. Then the jump – a freefall into space, into infinity, with that tiny thought in the back of your brain that perhaps this time the parachute wouldn't open. But it would be worth it for the rush of air all around you, the adrenaline kick as you plummeted to the ground at a dizzying speed...then the slow glide when the parachute finally did open, leaving you drifting back to Earth on gossamer wings. Harry loved skydiving. But he loved fucking Orlando more. "God, I love the sounds you make when I'm inside you," Harry growled, pulling almost all the way out of Orlando's ass, inching his way back in. Orlando clutched the sheets in tight fingers, pushed his hips to meet Harry's cock. "Please, Harry, faster." Big, brown eyes fluttered open, focused on him. "Please." Harry could never resist it when Orlando begged. "You promise to keep making those sounds?" He circled his hips, thrusting with slight movements. Orlando sighed, made that little half-moan that drove Harry crazy. "Anything, Harry, just...don't...stop..." The last word ended in Harry's mouth as he bent to capture Orlando's lips in a scorching kiss. God yes, the taste, the flavor, those moans echoed in his own throat...kissing Orlando was a delicacy, meant to be savored at length. Harry ran his hands down the sides of Orlando's hips, lifted his head. "Look at me, love," he said, waiting for those big, beautiful eyes to focus back on him. "I want to watch you when you come." Orlando nodded, thrust his hips in that little half-motion and that was all the invitation Harry needed. He hooked Orlando's legs over his arms, braced his hands on the mattress, slammed his hips forward to meet Orlando's. It was urgent and vivid and sent Harry's cock into rapid overload. Yes fuck yes, there was that heat, there was all that tight muscle around his cock, there were Orlando's hands on his hips, pulling him in deeper, there were those choked moans as Orlando's eyes turned almost black with passion, goading him to move faster and faster, deeper yes now thrust push...Orlando surrounding him, hands moving up his chest, and yes fucking hell yes, there was that sweet spot, come on Orlando, come with me, baby, come on come on... "God...Orlando..." Harry looked deep into Orlando's eyes when he came, had the same ardent expression echoed back at him when Orlando came just seconds later, shuddered around him, the feel vibrating up his body. Harry released Orlando's legs, slid on top of Orlando, bracing himself on his elbows as he covered Orlando's face, eyes, lips with passionate kisses. "Fucking hell, but you are the most addicting thing on the planet," Harry said, pushing a strand of hair out of Orlando's face. "You're my favorite vice," Orlando smiled, breathless and wide. Harry leaned in for another slow kiss. "Well, we've got lust down pat, why don't we go for gluttony next?" "Gluttony's good," Orlando answered, and grabbed the back of Harry's neck, anchoring himself as Harry started moving again inside Orlando, his movements unhurried and lazy and deliberate. With Orlando, the slow glide to the ground was just as much fun as the free-fall. Onto Wave
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