Alex BCN, Kostya Kazenny
The hostel door leaked morning light onto Alex, whose bare torso glistened with kitchen sweat.
He had come to Madrid seeking adventure, but
he never imagined that Kostya Kazenny�a Russian with an icy gaze and shoulders that strained against tight t-shirts�would drive
him crazy.
They met in front of the coffee maker. The air thickened. Alex noticed Kostya's smile becoming provocative.
Alex didn't know who closed their
eyes first. The
first kiss was pure electricity. Kostya pushed
him against the counter,
his hands exploring tense muscles under the guise of "adjusting
his posture." Alex's laugh broke into a moan when the other's teeth nipped at
his neck, while their hips collided in a primal rhythm.
La puerta del hostel filtraba la luz de la manana sobre Alex, cuyo torso desnudo brillaba bajo el sudor de la cocina. Habia llegado a Madrid buscando aventuras, pero jamas imagino que Kostya Kazenny�ruso de mirada glacial y hombros que desafian las camisetas ajustadas�lo haria enloqueser.
Se encontraron frente a la cafetera. El aire se espeso. Alex noto como la sonrisa de Kostya se tornaba provocativa.
Alex no supo quien cerro los ojos primero. El primer beso fue electricidad pura. Kostya lo empujo contra la mesada, las manos explorando musculos tensos bajo la excusa de �ajustar su postura�. La risa de Alex se quebro en un gemido cuando los dientes del otro mordisquearon su cuello, mientras sus caderas chocaban en un ritmo primal.
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