<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">“I believe you,” Isaiah told him. “I just wasn't sure how you knew. I don't need you to convince me of that, but I'm sure you could convince me of other things.” He was grinning, a slight raise to his brow. He'd been feeling needy despite his best efforts, enjoying Kais' contact with his body. He was better than any drug. Isaiah only worried about what he would fall back on once he was done with this mission of his. Now that he'd saved Isaiah, would he leave? He doubted even the high-quality cocaine would compare. <br/>
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He didn't voice his thoughts, or his worries, at least not right away. Kais was with him now and he didn't want to ruin anything by bringing up something that he didn't want to talk about in the first place. <br/>
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Isaiah's mouth parted to Kais, tasting and interesting in what more they could offer one another. His sexual encounters when he was in one of his moods were usually fast and desperate, or hateful when it came to Dylan, but Kais grounded him somewhat and made him able to focus. He was surprised after the whole ordeal how good he felt. He expected to feel groggy, or lethargic, especially after how upset he was. After his shower, he felt back together and normal. His towel was discarded, tossed from the bed into the floor. <br/>
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“Are you okay after what you did?” Isaiah questioned. “It doesn't hurt you or cause you any ill-effects?” He didn't know the process, or how Kais had done what he'd done, but he knew it couldn't have been easy; preserving and ending life. Isaiah's hands slid over Kais' body, checking to make sure he was whole and intact. He was responding to his touch the same as he always had. Kais always seemed ravenous. How could he have been so lucky? Kais was easily the most beautiful man he'd ever seen, and there were yet more perks to him and his abilities. Really, he was the gift that just kept giving. <br/>
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Isaiah's nostrils flared and his touches became more urgent, and he pressed Kais back to climb over the top of him. Legs spread, he straddled his hips and leaned back down to devour his mouth. He was hard, lightly rocking his hips into the man beneath him, but he wanted <i>more</i>. The urge hit him to flip Kais over, overwhelming when he thought about it. He groaned into the man's neck and steadied his hips to press into a solid pressure. <br/>
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“Do you ever let the other person..?” Isaiah questioned, his voice falling off as he tried best to ask if Kais was okay getting fucked. It didn't sound quite right to just come out and blurt that, so he tried to be a little more tactful, sliding his leg between Kais' thigh, to fold their bodies together. His cock was dripping pre-cum, slipper where it was pressed just under Kais' pelvic bone. Isaiah usually liked to get fucked, but he liked a change occasionally as well, and especially with one so handsome. His desired were amplified by Kais as someone who didn't seem to hide anything. There were timed he could become very detached during sex, but this wasn't the case at all with Kais. If anything, he'd became more engaged and there was <i>a lot</i> he wanted to do. He remembered what Kais had said before, about how it was better to give than to receive, and this was one of the moments where Isaiah wanted to<i> give</i> him something to remember instead. <br/>
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“Fuck, Kais, I want you so bad,” Isaiah groaned, “I can't believe I feel so good.” <br/>
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Isaiah remembered all the shit he'd put in his body before hand, when Kais had been away. It had started with alcohol, his first and more reliable mistress, but after that it was whatever he could get his hands on. He had a mixed bottle of pills in the drawer, and then whatever Kamil had given him. He had to wonder if Kais' healing had purged his body of all the substances he'd been abusing. He knew that it took a tole on his health, but he usually didn't feel this good without something in his system. He usually didn't feel whole, but he felt fine now. Better than fine, really. <br/>
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Then again Kais was there with him, filling that void. Kais would become his next addiction if he wasn't careful about it. At the same time, he knew he wasn't powerful enough to stop his descent. He was the sort of person who would watch himself fall.</span></span>