A/N: This is a series of drabbles written for the Twifans 4 Haiti fundraiser, devised by the amazing MsKathy. They were inspired and beta'd for content by einfach mich, who slaps me around when I need it and pulls greatness from me. Thanks to juliebutterfly for previewing and approving.
Though no specific Twilight characters are named, they were in mind when I was writing and influenced the different scenes.
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Brick
One tiny bead of sweat slithered down the center of his back. His arms and legs were spread wide, with his hands against the red layered bricks. He panted, deep and heavy. Otherwise, he held still, waiting.
My thumb traced the line drawn by his anticipation. Rapid silence filled the already quiet space as he contained his breath. I continued lower, hooking and towing the brim of his jeans past his backside.
My open palm smoothed over the swell, cupping at the crease of his thigh. He clenched, but quickly released. I eased closer, my lips to his ear.
"Ready?"
Window
He forced my bare shoulders into the chilled, sleek glass of a seven story window, in broad daylight. His exposed chest pressed against my taut breasts, shoving me further against the pane. I clung to the curve of his flexed bicep, wound with the effort to support my thigh, as my stiletto dug into his calf.
Searing breath upon my lips... "You want them to watch while I make you scream my name."
Skirt tugged over my hips... "You want me to fuck you hard and slow."
His crown against my entrance... "Your pussy only gets this wet for me."
Tile
Thick vapor enhanced my mind's eye, emulating the heat and perspiration of her skin. Cascades spread over every inch of me while I imagined bathing in her soaking chasm. My hand moved over my needy and aching cock. Measured strokes mimicked the shift of her hips.
"Harder," she'd said. I shoved against my palm, just as I'd thrust into her then.
"Faster," she'd begged, and I'd quickened my pace, reaching for the depths of her.
"More!" she'd demanded. She'd hit the wet tiles with a thud, as I slammed my hips into her, just how my back met them now.
Fence
No one knew we'd been longing from afar when she finally pulled me to the side of the house, hidden only by low bushes that stood at our waists. Even at dusk, I could clearly see her flushed skin and mocha spheres. Delicate fingers swept tendrils from my face, as she cornered me between the wooden fence and siding.
"Someone might see…"
"I don't care."
Soft, supple, and glossy lips joined with mine. Squishing further into the small gap, she tickled under the hem of my dress. I whimpered into her mouth as she slipped beneath the thin satin strip.
Mirror
Absolute darkness caused by a velvet blindfold detaining my sight. Goosebumps spurred by the cool, rigid surface of a cedar door against my skin. Wetness triggered by sweat, musk, and pure testosterone wafting around me.
Generous hands flipped and tugged at my nipples. Lithe fingers parted my folds and dipped in my pulsing opening. Sweltering lips tasted neck, collar, navel, and abdomen.
Bright liberating light engulfed me as the cloth fell to the floor. Tall mirrors reflected burly ginger kneeling before my hips – his mouth gliding towards my eager pussy – while lean alabaster sucked and nipped at my plump mounds.