Free Falling - fic
Any character you want
m/m,
probably PG-13,
Not betaed.
All he could hear was the faint movement of the other person. Hands and feet bound to the corners of the bed with silk scarves, he was unable to move. His eyes covered with a blindfold; helpless. He couldn’t do a thing, everything that would happed to him was in the hands of his lover.
Excitement flooded through him, like ripples on a pond. Spreading out from one place, passing through every part of his being.
He could feel his partner’s skin on his, every touch of hands, lips, tongue, overwhelming him with multiple sensations. His entire world was one of physical sensation.
Feelings of loss, inadequacy, anger and resentment, that were inevitably covered with a facade of innuendo and efficiency; and all the other worries which filled his mind the rest of the time, were gone.
His breath was coming quickly. Nerve endings were on fire, as though each individual hair on his body had a tiny flame coming out of the top of it. His mind spun, flying with the freedom of gifting his whole being to another person. There was nothing to do other than feel.
A calm pure peace, which hadn’t known existed, filled him. The blindfold dampened with tears of joy and release.
He never wanted this to end, but he wasn’t in a state of mind to even consider being worried that it would.
He came, without a sound. Passing out, as diamond white flashes of ecstasy filled his eyes.
Boneless and entirely at peace with himself, and the world he slept.
m/m,
probably PG-13,
Not betaed.
All he could hear was the faint movement of the other person. Hands and feet bound to the corners of the bed with silk scarves, he was unable to move. His eyes covered with a blindfold; helpless. He couldn’t do a thing, everything that would happed to him was in the hands of his lover.
Excitement flooded through him, like ripples on a pond. Spreading out from one place, passing through every part of his being.
He could feel his partner’s skin on his, every touch of hands, lips, tongue, overwhelming him with multiple sensations. His entire world was one of physical sensation.
Feelings of loss, inadequacy, anger and resentment, that were inevitably covered with a facade of innuendo and efficiency; and all the other worries which filled his mind the rest of the time, were gone.
His breath was coming quickly. Nerve endings were on fire, as though each individual hair on his body had a tiny flame coming out of the top of it. His mind spun, flying with the freedom of gifting his whole being to another person. There was nothing to do other than feel.
A calm pure peace, which hadn’t known existed, filled him. The blindfold dampened with tears of joy and release.
He never wanted this to end, but he wasn’t in a state of mind to even consider being worried that it would.
He came, without a sound. Passing out, as diamond white flashes of ecstasy filled his eyes.
Boneless and entirely at peace with himself, and the world he slept.