my guess is if we're going witha spanish accent--- His hair is a sensual auburn that's almost black in the soft lighting on a theater stage, and it's well adorned in waves that are silky and teasing to the touch. Your fingers love running through the dark mass you have to press against him and look deep into those dark brown eyes that just shower you with affection and desire every time
& of course... he's just gotten off practice so every inch of him is slick with persperation because he's run the entire way to see you whilst you're alone in the apartment with no one to tell you to behave.... and those full lips are turned up slightly in a michevious grin as he tosses teh helmet to the floor and advances towards you .... with a daquiriand when he says your name --- it's not just casual greeting it's an eager, deep purr that rolls off his tounge like smooth thunder in a spring storm and fills you with an immeasurable amount of happiness (and probably lust lmao)
He pulls off his shirt slowly, every neatly stacked ab is staring at you, taunting you to finally just move towards him but a slight inhibition has you hanging back, so instead you drink in every inch from across the room watching as he stretches each tendon growing taunt and flexing and without thinking you take a step towards him your mouth craving to taste his
Now he knows it's mutual, and that grin widens a bit, as he closes the distance between you until you can feel the heat from his skin mingling with yours and his alluring heartbeat racing with anticipation
he gently takes the textbook from your hand and casually tosses it to the floor, his spiced cologne is so wonderfuly hott you can almost taste the way his lips would be against yours, a warm powerful delight that would satisfy you beyond any of your wildest fantasies
his hand brushes against your cheek, a touch so faint it's like a ghost of passion whispering to your soul, but you feel it so powerfully that every nerve in your body buzzes with heightened awareness
you look straight into his eys, tearing your gaze from those lips and intoxicating smile, you know there's nothing you can think to make your body say no, every inch of you is craving his touch and kiss and you want him to completely fulfill your every wish
his lips gently press against your ear, murmuring all teh ways he'd love to run his hands across your exposed flesh, his breath his warm and that honey'd voice has grown husky as he presses his mouth towards your ear, the contact is more than you can bear, and a faint gasp slips through your lips betraying your true desires for him
subconciously you pull him closer, your mind blank except for vivid images of what he wants to do... what he needs to do .... and your mouths meet midsentence ,every inch of you melts with pleasure that you can feel so strongly it consumes you with it's gravity
His hands move towards your shirt, gently coersing the buttons free from the loops until your skin is flush with his, warm sweat mingling in the quiet afternoon, he doesn't speak just pulls you towards him roughly, and silences a rising protest with another kiss that wipes your mind of any awareness other than his rippled body against yours
then suddenly he steps back, breaking the contact and shoving your body into agony, your hands tremble with the urge to travel his body, your mouth wants to moan in delight as it's simultaneously cast into hell and bliss
"your roommates." he says it so seriously you want to scream at him, instead numbly your mind tries to remember what roommates are, trying to think of anything other than his wonderful body pressed against yours slowly kissing every inch of your skin until you can't suppress it any longer
you pull him into your room and slam the door, meeting his mouth eagerly once more, feeling the blissful sin of his hands slowly traveling down your sides, light teasing touches that leave you begging for more with your body and soul
You don't feel the soft touch of cotton pressed against your back as you tumble onto the bed, nor do you feel the cushioned support of the pillow as he slips your belt off, all you can feel is every damanable pleasure that his touch is offering, and faint tremble of his body against yours as his last shred of control slowly withers away
your hands start to grip his shoulders harder, then with a sudden incentive pull him towards you until all 146 lbs of raw strength and passion are pressed against you and you can feel every curve of him pressed against you, his heart beating madly within his chest until your two heartbeats collide as one racing drum
Then he pulls away slightly again, your mind is a racing beat of passion and you know you won't be able to withstand much more teasing--- when he grabs a scarf from beside the bed and grins evilly
your mind can silently picture how you had tossed it aside that morning, it's pink twin laying only a few inches from your thigh, his mind is whispering sweet delights towards yours, but his hands are suggesting a more commanding form of love
as your mind wanders your wrists are suddenly captured and held in his hand while the other slowly touches every inch of you, a devilish torture as you writhe in pleasure and agony because your hands cant caress every inch of him
you hear the soft click of steel to find both of his hands are now slowly unbuttoning your jeans while your wrists stay bound within the cold lick of confining bounds, your body sweats with eagerness the only cool touch is sending your desire into a frenzy as your mouth begs for his in a flurry of pleading moans
his kisses are moving slower, each one a burning mark on your skin rousing you more and more and you pull against the tight steel, it's smooth shackles enticing you more and your mouth still moaning in pleasure that's traveling through your body as his lips reach your thighs, the soft flesh welcomes the seductive kiss as you gasp in surprise
his fingers are still stroking and exploring every inch of you, greatly enjoying the feel of each muscle tighten, the sound of each pleading beg, and the taste of your salty skin on his lips and against his tounge
your fully exposed for him, and you realize slowly he is for you as well, the rough scratch of jeans has faded towards a softer burn of skin, and his tantilizing kisses travel back towards yoru mouth, an experienced toungue calls and dances with your own, every inch of you feels as tho it has melt
his husky voice growls your name again, he wants to be yoru everything, and you would die of happiness to be his --- he presses against your tighter, your heart stopping in pure pleasure, legs tangling with his, demanding he fulfill this taunting teases
your bodies press hard against eachother once more, a shuddering breath escaping his as the last scrap of clothing is torn away and his kisses fill your mouth with a spiced flavor so wonderful you know food will never have allure like this
nothing could possibly graze your tounge and send it into waves of happiness in the way he can, his teeth nip your lower lip to bring you back to him, a moan escapes and he silences it with another deep kiss, enjoying your sweet innocent taste mingled with a darker hint of seductive passion
he thrusts against you, your body trembling for more, nothing could possibly be better than this but you want him to try, try to fill every crevice of your body with his passionate kisses and slick body, when he enters slowly, still retaining his teasing quality and your breath catches in slight pain but blissful joy
his body is mesmerising you in a way that you've never been tempted before, and he's ensuring it's completley for you, tight shackles holding your wrists safely above you head as you squrim and moan in absolute serentity and lust, this has exceeded mere sex and become an act of consummation with a diety as he enters completely and you cry his name in ecstasy and passion, heightened, ----
every pore of your body slick with his sweat and your own, every inch of you welcoming him, legs wrapped firmly around him and pulling him closer, you don't know it but you're torturing him as badly as he's torturing you- he wants to rip the handcuffs off and feel your hands explore him again but teh way you're pressing against him and moaning his name leaves him helpless to his primal urges
finally he cries out as well, his deep voice rich with teh culture and history of a people who know passion as deeply as any dream they cherish, and you're living it with him, every blissful fantasy both pure and demonic
he collapses beside you, fatigue and fulfillment making his movements slow and gentle as he slips the cuffs off and pulls you close to feel your body still pressed neatly against his frame he murmurs softly in your ear as you both gently drift to sleep, bodies weary and pleased, minds wholly content and souls purified
the only sound remaining is the steady beat of the clock and the creak of floorboards as padded footsteps walk to a deserted kitchen while his heartbeat gently lulls you to sleep