Lightning. Thats what they called her.
But to him, she was Claire Farron. Not some electric discharge in the sky between clouds.
During the day she was collected, emotionless and sometimes cruel in a way, but tonight... She was all his.
Tonight, body backed on the mattress. Her body would be overwhelmed with the suffocating heat. Leaving a salty taste in his mouth.
Her hands, searching for something to hold on to as she would let go of everything.
Her eyes, usually fierce and determined. Wouldn't even be recognizable as they were clouded with ecstasy.
Her mouth, gasping for air as he would go down on her. Expressing her pleasure with moans and screams.
Her legs, thrown on his shoulders so he could do his bidding. Clenching with all her might as if to trap him in between her thighs. Until finally, she came undone.
Slipstream. Thats what they called him.
But to her, he was Tristan Dramuid. Not a gap between two cars to reduce drag.
During the day he was silent. Brooding, quiet but all the more intimidating. Heartless when came to enemies and somewhat caring when it came to his friends, but tonight... He was all hers.
Tonight, He let her take charge. Pushing him back as she nipped along his skin. He loved it when she did that.
His hands, gliding all over her body. Stopping sometime to grope at her 'best' parts.
His mouth, locked with hers. So gentle. Treating every piece of her body as a precious sweet.
His eyes, closed most of the time as he would ease his mind. Letting her have her way with him. Scrunching sometimes whenever she would hit one his 'spots' or when she would grope him roughly.
His scars, so many scars. She would pause every time she would notice one. He wouldn't say anything of course, just let her finger trace it before he kisses her for reassurance.
His body, so tense. So close to hers. Encasing her within him. Afraid of letting go, afraid of losing what is most important to him. Until finally, he came undone.
You wouldn't believe that two people like them would find sanctuary with each other. Such polar opposites in their sociality yet so alike from within.
Regardless of how others felt, how they were seen in the light of society.
Together...
Under the night, they were one. They were at peace. They were in love.
And thats all that matters.
X: Guess Who? Yea it's been a while... I haven't gotten to write in so long (Real-Life Issues) that I had to do something short. Plus, people have been reading this more than I though you would. I guess you hate Hope too ;). But in all seriousness thank you if read this and sorry it took so long to update. Hopefully this could be a good jumpstart I bump out more of these. Until then... peace ~X