Title: Whirlpool
Genre: Romance, sort of.
Characters: Rei X Jadeite
Author's Notes: Very short, I kind of wanted to explore Jadeite in a different light. I don't think I got it though, ha. Well enjoy and review.
Whirlpool
He is hot ash and violent summers. He grasps at her throat, bringing her slender neck to his malevolent lips. He licks her smoldering skin, can almost taste the vibrant alien blood pulsating in her veins. She is red cocaine and regality. She brings her nails to his back, leaves pink welts on his charming, conniving body.
"You are a mistake," she says. She knows that he knows too much to not considered especially dangerous for her. It would be so simple to end him as he had ended her before. But she is seduced by silly love and the ever present question of "what if?"
And he knows.
He dips his tongue into the tiny button cave of her belly, crushes her hips in his rough hands. "I am a mistake you continue to make, how very unlike you." Rei glares at him but does not speak, instead she wraps her fingers in his hair and pulls until he has no choice but to look up at her. "I'm tired of playing your game."
Jadeite smirks-and she thinks even his smirk is smug, potent, wicked-and lowers himself in between her thighs, she is almost euphoric as he dances inside her. Long limbs tangled in his, Rei does not need him to speak for her to understand his reply.
There was no end.