Link.
He had never thought about how it would feel being in two places at the same time, yet being in no place at all.
He hadn't wondered either about what kind of sensations he could get from the caresses he gave, and at the same time didn't give. How it was that he caressed yet he didn't?
It was beyond his understanding.
His cold hands stroked the warm skin, and the coldness of the strokes made him shiver. Each movement was perfect; he carefully synchronized his gestures with the ones from the other body, both completely lost in the exploration of each centimeter of skin... even when "both" was not the right word.
He never wondered how it was that this was happening.
It was hard to think normally when he could feel those fingers slowly traveling upwards in his leg. When he carefully drew strange patterns in the soft, warm skin, patterns that he didn't know and knew at the same time, and when he heard a soft moan escaping in a voice that was no different than his own.
In his own voice.
One of them, he, had claimed the other's lips... his lips, in a kiss.
It wasn't a normal kiss, not like the first one that had been a little clumsy because of the lack of experience, it was aggressive from those cold lips, and soft from the warmer ones. Breathing was not a need, but their lips parted so he could look at the other.
The white but tanned skin contrasted with the perfect black of the shadow's skin. His gaze crossed with the yellow one belonging to the other, he was amazed at how those strange eyes were capable of saying the exact same things as the blue ones that stared back, clouded by the pleasure of the most intimate contact.
He was unable to understand any of this.
It was the most strange and perfect feeling, being complete and being the one who completed. Moving and making the effort to follow the rhythm his own movement established, the growing tension in both, in him, those hands in his waist and his hands on the other's waist...
He felt complete. He felt in a far away place, where nothing mattered except the feeling inside him. Nothing was important but the warmth slowly increasing within him, the only priority was to give the pleasure he received and receiving the pleasure he gave.
The why, the how, didn't matter after all.
He had never thought about how it would feel being in two places at the same time, yet being in no place at all.
Notes: Born because of a random plotbunny that attacked me, I hope this was as messy and WTFesque for you to read as it was for me to write.