A/N: This is a true drabble...less than 100 words! It came out more like poetry but I like it :)


Languid

Sunlight filtered down through the open window, the lake's breeze rustling papers left on their desk.

Birds chirped from the windowsill, the chatter of people winding up from below.

The scent of pine and rose mingling with leather and sweat.

Amongst it all they lay between tangled sheets, limbs intertwined, hands gently stroking.

Heads pressed together, eyes gazing nowhere else but into each other's soul.

A kiss, a caress, a whisper of fingertips upon rippling skin.

A sigh, a gasp, exhalations of a passion fulfilled and a love satisfied.

A summer's day spent in languid pleasure.