Alpha: Same as the first.
Disclaimer: SAME AS THE FIRST!
Many Worlds, One Shot Collection
Unlikely Pair (Slight Mature, ?/?)
They didn't know how it started or who started it, but alas they found themselves in a tangle of limbs, touching, poking, prodding, caressing, stroking, just, just feeling. They could have blamed the night on drinking many glasses of imaginary wine. They could have blamed the odd turn of events on the fact that they were trying to fill a void that no one else could fill.
There could have been many reasons, exaggerated, true, or untrue but the real honest truth of the matter? They couldn't even begin to think of one. Even as he had greeted her earlier that night; smiling and fixating those glorious eyes on her. Eyes that were like fresh cut grass. They hadn't seen each other in a long time. Time had done him well she thinks. He had spoken to her, talking about everything he been through since he last saw her. She didn't mind listening, chiming in with her own stories and even laughing and joking with him as they brought up the days of being on the run with the group.
Through it all, they each had wondered why they had never talked or been this close to each other before? They were close, as close as they each felt to others in their group. But when they really got down to it, there was never a time when they had really and truly spent moments alone with each other like this. There was always this feeling of distance between the two friends.
He was very charming and cute when he was embarrassed. Always was and while older still retained a childlike quality. He admitted that he was kind of intimidated by her but also regretted never really getting to know her back then. He even complimented her, told her she was very beautiful. She laughed and told him she agreed wholeheartedly. Of course she thanked him for the sincere comment.
After she asked about his current love life. Seemed as if they were in the same boat, two single people sailing out to sea with no particular direction. Though she knew that he did try to have a few girlfriends, he was still pining after only one woman. The one woman she knew would never return his feelings in that way.
And so it was with the comment she made while at the same time brushing it off that she ends up finding herself kissing the man she spent the whole evening with. She knew it was wrong to fool around with his emotions but she wanted to help her friend get his mind off of her. There may have even been a bit of painful curiosity that led her to making that first move on him. She briefly wonders what it felt like to have someone pine after you, look at you as if you were the only person in the room with adoration that was as raw as it is intense!
And the young man that became her willing lover for that one night did not disappoint her hungry inquisitiveness. She shivered from his gaze, just his gaze alone was enough to make her flesh hot, her insides melt because of the carnal desires they promised to bring to the surface of her very being.
She was usually a fiery and passionate lover, opting for aggressive sex than the slow sensuality that her bed partner for the night was treating her to.
But the sensation of his long piano like fingers caressing her sun kissed cheeks so tenderly made her sigh softly. Feeling him familiarize her anew, in a different way that both had never thought would happen. She arched her back slightly from the bed so her body could feel his hands and fingers take its precious sweet time exploring every plain and valley of her body.
She was on edge, she wanted to move things along, the slowness of which he purposely paced himself with her was driving her mad. And then she felt his mouth and tongue on her hot skin. Wetting caresses that were hitting all her erogenous spots and then she felt those fingers play her from between her thighs.
Just like a piano, she was moaning and quivering, sounds low then high, a perfect harmony of notes escaping her lips, depending on how he touched her.
After some time, she couldn't take it anymore, taking matters into her own hands. She turned around so that she was on top of him, eyes gleaming with promises of pleasurable delights that she knew how to give in her own way.
Where as he was slow and attentive, she was fast and assertive. She took no time, undressing them both, hands moving fast as they roamed the very lean muscular skin of the male underneath. Her kisses were opened mouth, raw, and fiery. They sent his blood curling to heightened temperatures as he was more and more turned on by his lover for the night.
And somewhere through all the touching and foreplay, they manage to finally connect in the ultimate union of love making. Each taking turns to pace the movement and friction and feeling of being joined together. He'll move slow, she'll move fast and sometimes, they changed it up. He'll move inside her with rough passionate abandon, while she'll move slow in order to feel all of him as they moved as one.
They never stopped until they finally reached that few second glimpse into the heavens together. Then after taking a moment to breathe normally off of their high, they'll do it again and again, until they could not go anymore.
For some time, it was quiet as they laid in bed next to each other. Staring at nothing in particular or opting to stare in wondrous awe at the other with nothing really to say. But they just decided to smile at each other, his eyes so gentle as he looked at her, caressing her face faintly and playing with the strands of her hair. She didn't know why his looks after having rigorous and exciting sex with him made her feel so suddenly shy but it didn't stop her from getting comfortable, laying her head against his warm bare chest, falling asleep to the feel of his hands still in her hair.
The 'Odd Pair' they were called. She and him were an interesting mix together. They were the type of people when seen together, made you take a second look and wonder did they really fit together?
The point really was it didn't matter if they did or didn't. If they were seeing each other or not or any of the other nonsense rumored about them.
As friends who sought each other in the confines of sheets and pillows, lost in their own reality and passions, they made the most perfect sense to each other.
Alpha: always liked this one…