The Morning After
Title: The morning after
Author: Aeris9919
Rating: T+
Pairing: Creddie
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Notes: I used the last picture. I tried to make it sexy and sweet at the same time...not sure if it worked.
The morning after they took a walk through the park.
Freddie's hair was still flat on one side. Carly wore her red converse sneakers.
When she bent over to tighten the laces, her t-shirt rose, exposing a small span of skin. Freddie eyed that patch of skin unapologetically. He quietly revealed in the memory of that skin under his hands while Carly dusted invisible lint off her jeans. She turned to him, holding out her hand, and Freddie took it, remembering that same hand twisted in his bedsheets. He remembers how her hushed giggles faded into quiet moans. He remembers how his hands trembled, only for a minute, and then held steady.
Held Carly.
Freddie remembers the feeling of pushing inside her, eyes never leaving her own, knowing this was what "whole" must feel like. He remembers hips grinding, limbs tangled, fervored kisses, anxious tears.
Carly smiles at him; the same smile he woke up to barely 20 minutes ago.
Freddie remembers this and thinks maybe he could wake up that way forever.
Author: Aeris9919
Rating: T+
Pairing: Creddie
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Notes: I used the last picture. I tried to make it sexy and sweet at the same time...not sure if it worked.
The morning after they took a walk through the park.
Freddie's hair was still flat on one side. Carly wore her red converse sneakers.
When she bent over to tighten the laces, her t-shirt rose, exposing a small span of skin. Freddie eyed that patch of skin unapologetically. He quietly revealed in the memory of that skin under his hands while Carly dusted invisible lint off her jeans. She turned to him, holding out her hand, and Freddie took it, remembering that same hand twisted in his bedsheets. He remembers how her hushed giggles faded into quiet moans. He remembers how his hands trembled, only for a minute, and then held steady.
Held Carly.
Freddie remembers the feeling of pushing inside her, eyes never leaving her own, knowing this was what "whole" must feel like. He remembers hips grinding, limbs tangled, fervored kisses, anxious tears.
Carly smiles at him; the same smile he woke up to barely 20 minutes ago.
Freddie remembers this and thinks maybe he could wake up that way forever.