A/N okay so haven't done a one-shot in a while and thought why not. As you can see I had a MAJOR deleting session with my stories, check my profile to see what's gone. My writers block with Breaking the Rules has passed it seems, but could still be a while till update, also for all those asking. Waning Agenda will hopefully be updated by the end of this month; depends on coursework and exams etc.
IMPORTANT: There is no official pairing, I thought of it as either Troypay or Chadpay but could be anyone.
Desire
He didn't think he would ever enjoy the rain.
It was autumn.
His lips crashed against hers as the rain continued to thunder down from the sky, crashing on the paving. He knew nothing but her and she knew nothing but him. His clothes were sodden and the heat rose from his body as his hands struggled to caress any part of her bare skin. He pushed her back to the stone wall of the deserted alley; leaving feverish kisses down the nape of her neck.
Her perfectly manicured nails dug into his flesh as she wrenched his mouth open; her tongue rolling over his as she pushed her chest towards his eliminating any space left between them.
A flash of lightning streaked across the purple tinged sky, fuelling the teenager's passion, their hormones raging as his hands found her backside, groans echoing from her supple moist lips.
The sun dipped below the horizon casting the pair into darkness; neither of them seemed to notice as each wrenched at each others clothes. She pulled at his sweatshirt, the deep blue fabric scratching at his skin, as she tore it from his body. He cupped her chin before cradling her neck, the low rumble of thunder echoing in from the distance.
She pulled them apart; leaning in to his form, his breath hot on his neck.
"I hate you"
A chill flew down his spine as her perfect scent hit his nostrils, knocking him from his feet.
"Clearly"
He murmured, his hands flying all around her body as the rain continued to pound through the alleyway making their banter sound like soft whispers that drift along a breeze. He grabbed her neck forcing his lips back to hers as his tongue played to hers. He felt her playing back as passion erupted from his body, his sweater now floating atop a puddle as the warm autumn air brushed against their bodies.
She never imagined his skin feeling as good as she felt her way along his chest; her long wavy hair tangled as it clung to her face. Steam rising from their bodies as there undeniable hate for each other melted into the night; their aching bodies yearning for each other's touch.
A.N not my best by any means, but I'd love to know what you think. R&R xx Sorry it's so short