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Warning: RATING CHANGE! T for angst and implied smex, just to be on the safe side.

A/N: Prompt: Kings of Leon - Sex On Fire. Songfic-ish, but since the lyrics were so fitting, I tried something new. Check the lyrics and you'll see what I mean.


What was it that was different about tonight? What was it that finally made you lose all your inhibitions and led us into the restroom of the bar first and your bed second? No, lay where you're laying, don't make a sound. I don't want an answer. I will rather cover your lips with mine, breathe you in until you burn my lungs.

You can't say it was in the drinks you downed. I know you can take much more than that.

You can't say it was an adrenaline rush, for a little banter at the table is unlikely to surpass our spars. All the commotion for the sole purpose of killing the pain, where we would clash violent and uninhabited and not thinking about how we don't own our lives.

You can't say it was loneliness, because unlike me, you were never alone.

I know they were watching us as we left, they were watching the fall of angels with such eager eyes. I'm sure that our abrupt leave has people talking, but I can't care tonight, no, not tonight. Because tonight, you, your sex is on fire...

In the dark of the alley, we just wanted to survive another night, our breath white in the dim light of street lamps as we made our way to the car. You were looking strictly ahead while I was driving... And we were waiting for the dawn as I kissed you, not knowing that we will never see the break of the day for we are searching in the shadows with blind eyes.

But I do yearn for the light, so look at me, look at me...

Your soft lips are open with quick, panting breaths that paint crimson over my neck. It bleeds down my chest and taints something there. Your eyes are closed, hiding you, shielding you from the way I take and take and take and you urge me on with every forceful thrust of your hips. Your knuckles are pale as you are gripping at my shoulders as though you want to break my bones, when we both know all you want is to keep yourself from breaking.

With bliss that spasms through your body, it feels like you're dying, like you're dying from my embrace...

You, your sex is on fire.

Hot as a fever, rattling bones. The blizzard and the inferno, which one of us will consume the other first? You are burning up on the inside, I could just taste it, and it only leaves me craving so much more. Heat that would keep me from freezing on the inside.

But it's not forever, it's just tonight. Tomorrow, we will go on our separate ways, and I'll watch you belong to someone else, eyes avoiding eyes. But oh, never mind, we're still the greatest, the greatest - together like this.

Because tonight you, your sex is on fire...