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“So..Ryker?” Accardi spoke as he took a sip of his tea. It was green tea with a small basil leaf in it. The Priest looked up from his own drink, still stunned by how great it tasted as well as how Accardi managed to make this by only knowing a few small things about them. It was really impressive. “Hm?” they replied, looking up at the purple haired man. “When we were at the bar you said something in French. What did you say?” He questioned, a small smirk on his face.
Ryker felt their face start to get hot. “H-What? It was nothing, don't worry about it!” they stuttered, making Accardi smile. “Oh yeah? Hmm..maybe I should get Juliek to translate that for me then. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind doing me a favor.” The taller man sighed dramatically, standing up looking like he was about to go near the phone. “N-NO! I’ll tell you!” Ryker blushed, pulling at Accardi’s wrist to pull him back down in his seat. The purple haired man smirked and raised an eyebrow at how easy it was to make them talk.
Ryker sighed and pulled his collar away from his skin. Suddenly the atmosphere felt really hot and sticky—or was it just him? “It meant love at first sight.” They explained reluctantly, exhaling the breath they didn’t know that they were holding. Accardi moved closer to him, now standing beside him whilst Ryker was still sitting. “Oh yeah? You fell in love with me or something?” He said in a flirty tone. The Priest blushed even more and turned away, not being able to look the other man in the eyes. “Ah..well..I was drunk so..” they mumbled. “Yeah? Well now that we’re sober how about you tell me how you really feel?” Accardi carried on, his face now inches away from Rykers.
“I..” they hesitated. It felt like the other man was trying to initiate a kiss. They’d rather do that than continue what they were about to say. Ryker stood up and wrapped their arms around Accardi’s neck and pulled him into a gentle kiss. They had no idea what they were doing, but it felt so good. Accardi quickly melted into the kiss, moving his gloved hands down to Ryker’s waist. Accardi took hold of Ryker’s hand and swiftly took him to his bedroom, before pushing the Priest onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Ryker whimpered as Accardi started to suck on their neck, forming purplish bruises on their perfect skin. “You’re so pretty Ryker, you know that?” Accardi asked as Ryker moaned at the praise. They never thought that they would be into that kind of stuff but you learn something new everyday.
Accardi made quick work of getting his clothing off, and doing the same for Ryker. They had never felt so exposed before but at the same time it felt..good? It was such a weird feeling but it wasn’t a bad one either. Accardi took his time, feeling over Ryker’s body with bare hands. Kissing and sucking on every piece of exposed skin there was, pulling those sweet sounds only he got to hear from the Priest. Accardi ran his tongue over their perky nipple which caused Ryker to gasp sharply and arch his back a little. It turned the taller man on so much, the both of them were noticeably hard. “Ah..Accardi please stop teasing..” Ryker pleaded, leaning up to kiss the other man on the lips. Accardi sighed into the kiss and tilted his head, deepening it. His hand reached down to get a hold of Ryker’s leaking cock their precum dripping all over their stomach. Ryker moaned into Accardi’s mouth and leaned his head back, breaking the kiss. The purple haired man spat on his fingers and positioned them at Ryker’s entrance. “Are you ready baby?” he cooed. Ryker nodded impatiently and two slick digits entered him. Ryker’s back arched as he scratched at his partner’s shoulders. “Haa..Cardi’ please..” Ryker babbled. The pleasure was so overwhelming. The Italian’s hands stroking his shaft while slender fingers pounded inside of him was too much. “I-Im so close..” As soon as that phrase was mouthed Accardi took out his fingers and slowed the strokes on Ryker’s hard length.”Wouldn’t want you coming too soon would we little priest? Who would’ve thought you’d be so dirty and sinful yeah?” Accardi smirked, positioning his cock at Ryker’s aching hole. Ryker whimpered at his words and turned away out of embarrassment. They needed him right now, they were so hard it was painful.
Accardi rammed into Ryker suddenly and instantly their back arched from the bed even further. He tried to make noise but he couldn’t, his mouth agape in a silent scream. “More! Please go faster!” They breathed out, their face a bright red and their hair sticking to their forehead. Their disheveled look only made them look better in Accardi’s eyes. The purple haired man leaned down to capture Ryker in a heated kiss which was quickly accepted. The movement of the older man's hips were fast and rapid and with every thrust Ryker cried out. “Ngh..you take me so well little priest..gonna come for me?” He asked, that teasing smirk never leaving his lips. Ryker doesn’t know why they immediately come like it was on command. Maybe they do like that. They’re panting hard, and Accardi is still thrusting into him, desperate to chase his high. Soon he does and he stops running his hand up and down Ryker’s now soft length. Accardi waits for a moment before sliding out and laying beside them. “le coup de foudre” Ryker whispered before laying his head on Accardi’s chest and resting. Cleaning up could wait until later.