A short drabble for Guy and Marian, from the BBC adaptation. Please Review : )
Inferno
She tore at his skin, gasping around kisses as they travelled, somehow, to Guy's chambers. There, as the fire consumed the walls, he began to physically divulge his fantasies-
Tongue in the steamy cavern of her mouth.
Dry nails scraping down her arms; he knew she'd like that one. Masochistic Marian.
Curving his fingers around her hot ears, tugging affectionately at the lobes. Sensitive Marian.
She curled around his body, breath steaming their fevered skin.
Her nails- longer, sharper- scratched at his now bare abdomen, stinging his chest and with her thumbs she persuaded that groan from his throat as his hands vented his frustration at her shoulders. Naked shoulders, now.
A diminutive, wet sphere of something indescribable was undulating in her stomach, panging and aching when:
His tongue set fire to her neck.
His palms skimmed down the plains between her breasts, diamonding around her tummy-button.
His hands gripped her hips as he dipped his tongue into all available crevices above her waist.
His teeth feinted bites up her ribcage, fingers dancing up her sides.
His nose flirted with the swell of her breasts.
His was all blackness, the embodiment of a carnal carnival.
And she was his flame, scarlet flickering in the grey of man- an igneous wisp begging to char the fingers of one who would dare.
They drowned breathing in the tsunami of their inferno.