Hey there guys, Sel here! I know it has (again) been some time since I last posted something and I still haven't updated Coffee to go, what I am truly sorry for, but I just can't seem to find the motivation to write out a chapter lately. ;w; Ugh, I'm honestly so sorry for the long wait! But anyway, this will be a smol and short series of NSFW ficlets. There's a 100 Kinks post on tumblr and I used some of those to practice and just keep writing. Some mixed pairings so I hope you will enjoy these!
Warm breaths mingled in the heat not only created by the flames of the open fire in their living room but by the radiating warmth from their skin.
It was a perfect conclusion to a romantic and cozy evening; eventually they had ended up cuddling on the small fluffy carpet and after garment after garment had found their way off their bodies passionate love was all there was left between them.
Freed's thrusts were slow and rhythmical and every time he pressed in deep into her heat he educed a lovely moan from the woman beneath him. He loved the sound of every single noise she made but he kept his pace steady, enjoying just how intense the feeling was in this session of slow and considerate love making.
There would be days and nights were passion took over completely, rough and needy sex evolving and leaving them both breathless and in awe each time. They both had theirs own preferences, their special likes though one thing had been certain right from the start; the burning fervor that sparked between them was difficult to tame but they had proven that they were capable of such a thing at evenings like this one exactly.
Mira held onto the rune mage, everything else but him forgotten, and pressed her nose against his neck while he sneaked a kiss on hers. She wrapped her legs around him tightly, keeping him as close as possible and her back would arch up in sheer pleasure every once in a while, the heat building up and leading her to her brilliant peak. She felt how Freed's lips brushed to her shoulder and from there to one of her breasts where he successfully elicited a soft gasp from the woman he loved and afterwards he would glance at her.
Mira's ocean blue eyes were clouded from the lust and used to Freed's hair falling in front of his face very easily she detached one hand from his back so she could brush green strands behind his ear wanting to return the look he was giving her. It was a look only she would ever be allowed to see. Nobody else.
"Mirajane.." Freed uttered a deep groan, one he muffled with a kiss pressed against her rosy lips and after he pulled away again, never ceasing in his motions, he rested his forehead against hers suppressing a low growl as he whispered, the tension in his voice clearly telling how close to his release he was himself. "I love you."
"I love you too, Freed… ahh…"
