No, Raphael was definitely not hesitant. Mictain noticed this better than well as a hand at first undid the buckle of his belt, then unzipped his trousers. A moan escaped his lips as a hand touched his erection at first through the fabric of his boxers, then, suddenly, without any obstacle. Unable to stop himself, he nudged his hips forward, towards Raphael's lovely hand. At the same time he continued his own efforts of getting the angel undressed, now more hastied and less coherent. He didn't even notice the first miracle that had left them covered with soft fabric beyond some little still functioning part of his brain registering the slight increase in temperature.
Pure need and desire were building up inside him. He had to have Raphael.
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Date: 2006-05-13 12:27 pm (UTC)Pure need and desire were building up inside him. He had to have Raphael.