Heh.. Had this weird moment before falling asleep a while back. Watching the flames in our fireplace cause shadows that danced across the walls of my room. You could see the flames in the shadows.... Gave me this idea, kind of a feeling of warmth and the smell of wood smoke with this fic. Enjoy.
Fire Shadows and Rose Kisses
A kiss.
Fleeting, like a spark, but growing.
Tingling. Tiny lightning sparks, dancing across soft, soft lips; parted; begging; wanting.
Sparks fly again. Dancing, flowing, leaping across flesh… so smooth, so clean.
Eyes. Liquid, half-lidded, sleepy, desire-filled.
The flame grows higher.
A rose.
Trailing a fiery path along a form, shadowy in the darkness.
Shudder. Wanting, needing, yearning, gasping for more.
A touch here. Moan, quiver, arch and murmur.
Skin. Silky, sensuous, firm and yielding.
Rose petals beneath twin forms.
Clothes.
Shed, discarded, no longer needed, in this private duet.
Soft words, filled with longing. Hands, racing like wild fire, leaving a trail of desire.
Passion. Deep, deep, dark eyes. Feral, uncontrolled, longing....
Voices. Soft, low, reassuring and tender.
Flickering, dancing flames.
Desire.
Racing fires, fingertips flitting, urging, encouraging.
Pulsing rhythm. Two move as one, become one, were always one.
Souls intertwine. Darkness, light, merging, fusing, blending.
Pleasure. Soft cries, moans, whispers and gasps.
A rose encircled by flames.
Aftermath.
Panting. Collapsing into warm arms. Quiet words in the half-light.
Safety, shielded by lover's arms, protected from the night.
Warmth. Flickering, dying flames, light tired eyes, heat naked bodies.
Breathing, fills the silence, scents the air, slows to sleep.
Leaving only twin lovers, lit by fire shadows and stained with rose kisses.
~Fin~
