This was my TLS flashfic for the week of the week of 6-7-13. Sorry, I have a weakness for hockeyward.
"Come back to bed." I moaned, kicking away the sheet to show as much skin as possible. I got little enough time with him as it was. I was not going to waste it by not having him in bed. This long distance thing sucked.
Although, since he was across the room, I got a good chance to study him. God knew he wasn't bad to look at. Long, toned legs led to thick thighs—the product of all the running and skating he did. His torso showed off a rock hard six pack and thick bands of muscle across his chest. All the effort he put into condition training was definitely worth it. The sharp planes of his face, the high cheekbones, and deep set green eyes just made it that much better. His thin smiling lips made my insides feel all gooey.
"You're ready for more already?" he said, teasing.
I shrugged, as it did good things to my chest. "As long you're here."
I giggled as he dove back into the bed, peppering my face and neck with kisses.
"Damn it." I groaned as the kisses went lower. "Why doesn't Seattle have a pro hockey team?"