This is my second KF/Rae fic. Lately I've been addicted to this pairing, since they barely had any moments between themselves in the comics, and certainly not about their love. What better way to hopefully encourage KF/Rae fic by writing it yourself?
His rough, wet slick of flesh smoothed over her erect nipples, circling around the hard pink dots until he began to suck on her right tip. A moan flew from her throat and he felt her shift from under him, her crotch pushing against his, her arms flexing when they were unable to move from their condition-handcuffed to the sides of the bed. He slid his mouth from her chest and kissed down her breast, her ribcage, and to her lower belly, where he labbed at the curve of her underbelly and licked a hole inside her navel, her complicated flat abdomen responding shamelessly to his invasive actions. The muscles in her shoulder blades ached, and a knot was forming below her navel.
He leaned forward to kiss her purple lips, stifling under thick lipstick, then licked down her sternum and abdomen before his teeth bit down on the top of her tied T-string poking out from his jeans under her backside. She flexed her abdomen and lifted her backside again, her breasts gleaming in the moonlight. He yanked on the clothing with his teeth until he knew she felt uncomfortable with the string rubbing against the pink skin between her upper thighs. He kept both hands on her hips, but one hand carefully moved the string between her legs around so her thighs shook uncomfortably and he could slide across her clit. Her chest rose, and her nipples seemed to narrow. "Oh, Azar..." Her eyes closed and her lips separated.
He released her string and the sound of rubber slapping against flesh hit his ears loudly and made her flinch under him. She whimpered softly. He dipped his head back down to the small folds of flesh between the top of her inner thighs and slid in one finger. Her legs jumped, and he proceeded his arousal, sponging in her moans and "oohs" and the sound of flesh sucking on flesh as her holes convulsed around him, until her spent body fell back.
He pushed her thighs apart-mouth watering when he gazed at her erect clit-and reached down himself, sensing her lean her head back in a moan. When he was positioned, he slid back to her face and kissed her.
Knowing she was infertile and both were disease-free, he kissed her roughly and stole her purity.
She gasped his name and looked down at where his back ended fearfully, her eyes liquidizing. "Oh Azar..."
Her hands nearly ripped off the shirt from his back as he thrust forward and sucked on her neck, vibrating in her body and lifting her thighs to encircle around his waist.
Within six hours in the pure-black night, the room was pulverized, both were dehydrated, and neither could move without pain. She raked his hair back, he shot himself into her for the thirteenth time, and slowly pulled out of her blood-stained thighs. "I'll be right back...We both need fluids..."
By the time he came back, she was curled into sleep, the sheets stuck to her wet calves and her hair glued to her back. He caressed the skin of her back and wrapped his arms around her, sleeping in her thick and wet hair while her back rose against his chest.
Nothing would disturb them for the next four hours of precious free time.