"You'll be fine," Christian promised with a smile. He looped his arms round Steve's neck and kissed the frown from his face. "You know you can trust me."
"I know..." Steve trailed off, unconvinced. He shook his head and kissed Christian back. "And I do trust you," he promised. "With my life."
Christian pouted. "Then what's wrong, darlin'? Why're you looking like it's the worst idea I've ever had. I know you love watching me fly and I can see on your face that you want it." He pulled back and met Steve's eyes, before kissing him again. "I am strong enough and I'm not going to drop you."
Steve said nothing, just nodded licked his lips. He followed dociley when Christian took his hand and led him outside. Neither man spoke as they walked across the field, the gentle breeze ruffling their hair. They stopped at their usual spot; Christian leaning back against the old tree and pulling Steve close, cupping his face and kissing him gently. Steve moaned softly and pulled back, tugged Christian foward by the rest into the open. Still not saying anything, he fingered the hem of Christian's t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. He slid his hands down to rest on Christian's hips. "I trust you," he whispered. "Show me?"
A slow smile spread on Christian's face, his eyes lighting up as he met Steve's. "You mean that?"
Steve grinned back and nodded. "I mean it. I want... I want to fly with you."
"Thank you." Christian was unable to contain his grin; his whole face glowing with delight. He arched his back and unfurled his wings, stretching them out and letting them flutter in the breeze. A low moan escaped him and he lifted his face to the sky, inhaling deeply. He turned to Steve, hands resting on his shoulders, then sliding down to cup his ass. A chuckle escaped him at Steve's quiet moan and he easily lifted him. "Arms around my neck, legs around... yeah, that's it," he agreed as Steve's legs wrapped around his waist; one foot kicking him playfully in the ass. "Hold on tight," he whispered as he took a deep breath and leaped upwards, beating his wings and soaring into the sky.
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"You'll be fine," Christian promised with a smile. He looped his arms round Steve's neck and kissed the frown from his face. "You know you can trust me."
"I know..." Steve trailed off, unconvinced. He shook his head and kissed Christian back. "And I do trust you," he promised. "With my life."
Christian pouted. "Then what's wrong, darlin'? Why're you looking like it's the worst idea I've ever had. I know you love watching me fly and I can see on your face that you want it." He pulled back and met Steve's eyes, before kissing him again. "I am strong enough and I'm not going to drop you."
Steve said nothing, just nodded licked his lips. He followed dociley when Christian took his hand and led him outside. Neither man spoke as they walked across the field, the gentle breeze ruffling their hair. They stopped at their usual spot; Christian leaning back against the old tree and pulling Steve close, cupping his face and kissing him gently. Steve moaned softly and pulled back, tugged Christian foward by the rest into the open. Still not saying anything, he fingered the hem of Christian's t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. He slid his hands down to rest on Christian's hips. "I trust you," he whispered. "Show me?"
A slow smile spread on Christian's face, his eyes lighting up as he met Steve's. "You mean that?"
Steve grinned back and nodded. "I mean it. I want... I want to fly with you."
"Thank you." Christian was unable to contain his grin; his whole face glowing with delight. He arched his back and unfurled his wings, stretching them out and letting them flutter in the breeze. A low moan escaped him and he lifted his face to the sky, inhaling deeply. He turned to Steve, hands resting on his shoulders, then sliding down to cup his ass. A chuckle escaped him at Steve's quiet moan and he easily lifted him. "Arms around my neck, legs around... yeah, that's it," he agreed as Steve's legs wrapped around his waist; one foot kicking him playfully in the ass. "Hold on tight," he whispered as he took a deep breath and leaped upwards, beating his wings and soaring into the sky.