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</div></div><br/><b><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"></span></span></b><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><b>"Questions...questions. So many questions, Isaiah,"</b> Kais murmured lustfully.</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><br/>
He was sprawled across the bed in a posture that was an obvious attempt to look casual and careless, but Kais was posing for Isaiah.<br/>
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He delighted in watching others, as well as being looked at.<br/>
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Blissfully naked, his silky, ash blonde hair appeared to flow across the pillow beneath his head in a resplendent golden cascade. As Isaiah straddled his lap so that his cock stroked against his, the quality of his hyacinth blue eyes radiated with a sudden rush of heated lust as he spoke once more in that strange, foreign dialect.<br/>
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<b>Propping himself up to rest against his elbows while lying on the bed, Kais declared his intentions with a seething rasp.<i> "Jeg ønsker å være inni deg nå."</i></b><br/>
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<b>"I am Norwegian, Isaiah, mmn,"</b> a soft moan accompanying his answer tumbled from his lips.<br/>
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The Grigori took complete control, his mouth gentle yet ravenous as it plundered Isaiah's tender lips. Soft and yet strong, as he applied just the right amount of pressure and suction to leave Isaiah nearly breathless. His hungry tongue caressed the insides of Isaiah's mouth, trying to taste every corner of it.<br/>
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There was no doubt that he could kiss, but his full lips were capable of so much more. Kais answered Isaiah's muffled moans as he gradually released his lower lip with a soft suckle. The hunger surging through him at that moment was too intense for comfort no matter how hard he tried to suppress it.<br/>
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<b>"Come here Isaiah." </b>Kais groaned. <b>"Turn around</b> <i>kjæreste.</i> <b>I'm going to devour your sexy ass."</b><br/>
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Kais yanked Isaiah's hips up towards his hungry mouth meeting someplace in between, focusing on bringing Isaiah pleasure. It was as though Kais was a starving man, and Isaiah's muscled pucker was his <i>all-you-can-eat </i>buffet. Prying Isaiah's ass cheeks widely apart with his hands, his tongue plunged deeply into his core.<br/>
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It wasn't very long before Isaiah started impatiently wiggling beneath him, lips craving more of his wonderfully warm, wet mouth. Kais was teasing the fleshy ridge between Isaiah's sensitive taint and balls with his wicked tongue, but stopped as soon as he felt Isaiah's thighs begin to quiver.<br/>
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By the time Isaiah switched positions, Kais' face was flushed, his breathing erratic from struggling with the overwhelming urge to thrust his thick, engorged length into the tight coil of Isaiah's ass. It took all of his will to suppress the desire to snatch Isaiah from behind as he decided to crawl across his bed to rummage in the nightstand drawer for the lube and a condom in which to use during their sexual tryst.<br/>
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<i>Then Isaiah stroked Kais' ego with a compliment. </i><br/>
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"<i>Dusen takk</i>, <b>Isaiah," </b>Kais chuckled, offering him a polite thanks in his native tongue.<br/>
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Just from the subtle change in the sound of Isaiah's voice, Kais suddenly got the impression that he didn't get very many opportunities to be on receiving end of his sexual encounters. Isaiah briefly mentioned God, with no idea of how strained the relationship was between himself and his Creator.<br/>
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All he could manage to say was,<b> "Mmm, perhaps you are correct."</b><br/>
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Kais carefully observed Isaiah place the supplies on the bed within easy reach. He hated how condoms numbed the sensations he received from burying balls deep into a tight, clenching hole, that much was obvious as the indentation of Kais' lower lip formed a seductive pout, that was short-lived.<br/>
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Isaiah straddled his lap once more, giving him the direct body contact he needed, and craved more than anything. His strong hands falling to rest in a tender grip upon Isaiah's hips, adjusting his body under him so that his thick cock could easily glide between the cleft of his ass cheeks with a teasing flex of his hips--or potentially penetrate him in the moments before giving Isaiah his answer.<br/>
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<b>"Tis always better to give, than to receive, Isaiah."</b> Kais responded with a seductive rasp. <br/>
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And if Isaiah thought the rimming he'd received from Kais earlier was otherworldly, he was about to get <i>wrecked.</i><br/>
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<b>"The only question remaining is, do<i> you</i> think you can handle</b> <i>me?</i>" he purred.<br/>
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