[Drabble] Maroon Couch
Title: Maroon Couch
Series: Drabble
Pairing: Two of my favorite boy~. Guess who. XD
Rating: NC17 (why yes~)
Summary: A moment of quiet intimacy seen unintentionally by undeserving eyes.
Notes: Based on a dream of mine. And now that you know that, I have no dignity left. >_> I reserve the right to blame my subconscious. Thanks to
chants_xan and my mameh Anna for the beta.
I see…
His tongue trailing silkily against the distinct curves of your larynx, picking up the stray beads of sweat that cling to the creamy skin of your neck, as your fingers tousle themselves in his dewy dark hair…
I hear…
The low, sticky moans pouring forth from your cherry red lips swollen with kisses as he moved within you, faster, faster, smothered by the hazy cloud of pleasure, the euphoria a whispered name can bring, the primal want for more increasing…
I feel…
The heat building up within you, within both of you, as your lips touch, your tongues collide, your skins merge, your bodies entwine in this epic ritual of possession, as you near your edge…
I witness…
The final, most drastic moment of intimacy, eyes clouded with searing clarity, two bodies merged perfectly into one, voices screaming each other’s name in unison, and the final kiss, slow and poignant, before the slump back into reality…
I awake.
Series: Drabble
Pairing: Two of my favorite boy~. Guess who. XD
Rating: NC17 (why yes~)
Summary: A moment of quiet intimacy seen unintentionally by undeserving eyes.
Notes: Based on a dream of mine. And now that you know that, I have no dignity left. >_> I reserve the right to blame my subconscious. Thanks to
chants_xan and my mameh Anna for the beta.
I see…
His tongue trailing silkily against the distinct curves of your larynx, picking up the stray beads of sweat that cling to the creamy skin of your neck, as your fingers tousle themselves in his dewy dark hair…
I hear…
The low, sticky moans pouring forth from your cherry red lips swollen with kisses as he moved within you, faster, faster, smothered by the hazy cloud of pleasure, the euphoria a whispered name can bring, the primal want for more increasing…
I feel…
The heat building up within you, within both of you, as your lips touch, your tongues collide, your skins merge, your bodies entwine in this epic ritual of possession, as you near your edge…
I witness…
The final, most drastic moment of intimacy, eyes clouded with searing clarity, two bodies merged perfectly into one, voices screaming each other’s name in unison, and the final kiss, slow and poignant, before the slump back into reality…
I awake.