Richelle Mead owns the VA and Bloodlines series.

So this is a really quick update. Princess suggested Lace and Silk a while ago and this just came to me. Not much happening here, but I think it's cute. Review and let me know! And feel free to suggest prompts or ideas :)

I've always loved the feel of silk sheets. They're softer, smoother, just all around better than regular cotton sheets. Even the really expensive kind. And that's just when I'm sleeping. You put a hot girl in my bed, wrapped in those silk sheets, and it becomes the sexiest thing ever.

Smooth sheets slipping over even smoother skin. Legs tangled together, hands caressing, lips tasting each other. I couldn't imagine any fabric better than silk.

So you can imagine my disappointment when I was shipped off to Palm Springs, a desert no less, and was forced to buy cotton sheets. Cotton, the poor man's fabric. Sticky, crumpled up cotton. Cotton that would never slide against a smooth leg, or curl down a body in a perfect form fitting silhouette. I missed the look and feel of silk so much that I thought about saving up for some decent sheets, but could never seem to actually do it. Probably because that would have entailed giving up cigarettes and alcohol for awhile. So I stuck with the cotton.

That was, until a particularly hot blonde became the object of my fantasies. When she finally admitted to her feelings for me and we started dating I kept meaning to go buy new sheets. It was important. Sydney and silk was possibly the sexiest thing I could ever imagine and I didn't want to miss out on that.

But when one thing led to another and then that thing led to Sydney stretched out on my boring cotton sheets I was a little too distracted to care. See, Sydney might not have been wrapped in silk, but the other things were there. Smooth legs, caressing hands, and oh-my-god her lips. But almost better than any of that, was what she was wrapped in.

Lace.

Black, see-though, and very, very tight. It was all I could see, all I could feel, the only thing I wanted to touch. Forget the silk. Sydney wrapped in lace was my new favorite thing, cotton sheets or not.

But, I decided, I was still going to buy those new sheets. And soon. Because if Sydney wrapped in lace and cotton looked that good, I couldn't imagine how good she'd look wrapped in lace and silk.