Hi, sorry it's been a while...
Family drama... All is good now...
I'm back at it with another chap... Hope you'll enjoy it!
It felt good. Skin against skin, lips against lips. Him inside of…
Sara pressed her nails against his collarbone and drew her hand towards his hipbone. Her nails left white trails in their wake.
Len let out a pleased moan, and let his hands glide down her sides letting them come to rest on her thighs. He gave them a good squeeze, and momentarily wondered if he would leave bruises on her.
Her soft gasp of pleasure was encouraging him.
He moved his hips, carefully. She moved with him.
Len felt how hormones were rushing through his body, with every move the desire for more got stronger. And it built and built and built!
LOTLOTLOT
Sara couldn't remember the last time it felt like this. The last time it had felt this good. Her only wish was for Len to handle her with harder hands. To not be afraid of leaving temporary marks on her… She wanted intense!
Sara bent down and trailed Len's right collarbone with her tongue. His grip tightened and he let out yet another moan.
She played with his biceps, trailing her fingers the full length of his bulging muscles. His hands made their way up to her breasts. She moaned as it all brought her closer to the finishing line.
LOTLOTLOT
A cry escaped his lips, and Sara froze mid movement above him. He himself fall back against the mattress. His back arched to the pain, this had been a bad idea from the start.
"Leo, are you alright?"
All he could do was shake his head. No he was not alright!
"1 to 10?"
"7, but I'm tempted to answer 21." Len answered, understanding what she asked.
"Anything I can do?"
"Get off of me, and ask Gideon for the strongest painkillers she can give me…" Snart partially growled, his usually smooth voice rough and strained with the agony his leg caused him.
Leonard let out yet another pained cry as Sara shifted her weight from her knees to her feet on the mattress. She shot him an apologetic look as she crawled out of the bed and picked up her underwear.
"I'll go get it, you stay here and relax…"
He shot her a glare that might have been able to freeze just about anything. "Nah… I'll run a marathon… Of course I'll stay…"
Sara nodded and left the room in an oversized shirt and some cut-off jeans. And even though Len was in all kinds of pain right now, he still managed to appreciate the view.
"Damn leg…" he muttered to the empty room in a low voice.
Well... Yeah...
My knee has been giving me grief these last couple of days. Turns out lack of sleep, too much work and not enough rest is a killer combo for ACL injuries...
(Yeah... took about 9 months to get an MRI... *"I promise you, I won't need an X-ray... It won't be broken... But I'm pretty sure I TORE something! It's even more unstable now than usual..." -Me to the doctors I've seen...* I'm hypermobile, I don't have any diagnosis for it... I'm just freakishly bendy...)
I should probably cut back on my workout routine...
Knowing myself I won't stop before I'm six feet below... Okay, I should stop rambling...