Ezekiel
Even though I was trying to act cool, calm and collected, I was anything but. Blood was rushing to my head so quickly I felt faint and the way Ezra's eyes had turned dark green the air in the study felt awfully thick as he pulled down my zipper with his teeth.
His hair, despite the twigs, was beautiful. It looked perfectly wild like the morning after we had a steamy affair in between the sheets. It had been a long three weeks since we had last and I did not know what the uniform did for Ezra but he looked at me like I was his salvation.
"Habibi, la tujad wajbat 'aradt aliaistimtae biha bishidat mithl hadhih alwajbati," he rasped as he unclasped the button keeping my pants around my waist. He slightly pulled them down with my boxers and like an angry dragon my dick came springing out. (Habibi, there's not a meal I've ever wanted to enjoy as badly as this one.)