Pairing: I'd love to hear who you all think of this as...I wrote it with a
certain pair in mind but the story is obviously open to all views.
Disclaimer: The usual applies.
Skin on skin. Hands sliding over smooth skin, rushing over dips and curves lined
in sweat that tastes like molten silver on his tongue, the metallic tang echoing over his
senses. Fingers traipsing over planes of ivory, caressing, stroking, delving over the
unknown, memorizing the lines of this body bared to him in all its exquisite ecstasy.
Chest heaving as kisses slide sleepily downwards, tasting of molten ice and sex. Sheets
curling, twining around legs that push against the bed, yanking covers from their safe
resting place to capture lovers and frame their passionate embrace. Back arching away,
curving delicately upward, straining for the whisper of his lips as they drift away, leaving
a shimmering trail of iridescence in their wake. Hair tangles, framing a face of gasping
rapture and dancing over flattened pillows. Finally, lips moving soundlessly to shape an
infinite moment of elicit passion as the scream in bliss. Slowly, hands slow, breath
returns, skin upon skin.
* I wrote this as a simple one shot wonder, so I'm sorry that it's so short. I hope you liked it and please review, even if you didn't.
Skin on skin. Hands sliding over smooth skin, rushing over dips and curves lined
in sweat that tastes like molten silver on his tongue, the metallic tang echoing over his
senses. Fingers traipsing over planes of ivory, caressing, stroking, delving over the
unknown, memorizing the lines of this body bared to him in all its exquisite ecstasy.
Chest heaving as kisses slide sleepily downwards, tasting of molten ice and sex. Sheets
curling, twining around legs that push against the bed, yanking covers from their safe
resting place to capture lovers and frame their passionate embrace. Back arching away,
curving delicately upward, straining for the whisper of his lips as they drift away, leaving
a shimmering trail of iridescence in their wake. Hair tangles, framing a face of gasping
rapture and dancing over flattened pillows. Finally, lips moving soundlessly to shape an
infinite moment of elicit passion as the scream in bliss. Slowly, hands slow, breath
returns, skin upon skin.
* I wrote this as a simple one shot wonder, so I'm sorry that it's so short. I hope you liked it and please review, even if you didn't.
