AN: I think this is the last of the drabbles I had written for this series… I'm still taking requests at my LJ though, so you're welcome to suggest… I think I might have one that I based on Cat's suggestion of Heero's thoughts on being a soldier…I'll have to look for it… meanwhile… enjoy!
Soft
Theme: whipped cream
1xR
Word count: 105
It was cold. And wet. …And excruciating. Heero's hands clenched into fists, willing himself to remain in control. His entire body was taut with tension. The hardness of his muscle contrasting to the softness around him. The mattress molding to his shape, the sheets brushing luxuriously through his legs, her delicate fingers trailing teasingly down the lines of his body, the fluffy cream layered on the sinews of his skin.
Suddenly, cold was hot, wet was moist, as another softness enveloped him. The softness of her tongue swirling at the most sensitive parts of his body. And the stretched string that was his control, snapped.