A/N: Here's a short drabble. Something I needed to get out of my system. Enjoy. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. zilch. zip. nada. They all belong to their respective owners. (Not me)
word count: 205
Fingerprints
She loved the sensation his touch left on her skin.
They were simply lying in bed enjoying each other's company. In this moment it was just the two of them, nothing else. They dwelled in the comfortable silence with no need or desire to interrupt it with words.
She loved the fact that he was a hands-on lover, it seemed like he had a subconscious need to always have skin to skin contact. It made her feel wanted and desired.
She was lying on her stomach while he ran his fingers up and down her back. She could feel his tender caresses leave sparks behind in their wake. His touch always appeared to leave ghostly traces behind, letting his mark sink in under her skin.
She loved every moment of it.
It was like he was leaving behind his fingerprints on her, making them invisibly seen; as if he was making sure to imprint his touch on her body, permanently.
He had touched every inch of her body with his fingertips. If there was one inch in her body that she was sure he had left a mark on, it was her heart.
Everyone could see that he had left his fingerprints all over it.
Thanks for reading and what did you think? :)