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Okay...i was extremely bored so i wrote this. it's a smut fic, and it may not even be good smut but meh...you can't please everyone. Not beta'd though i would like to thank holla666 for helping me out a bit. Now enjoy ^^
No More Words
It started out innocently. A kiss on the cheek, a blush, a stammered apology. A quick retreat only to be held back. A look of understanding, acceptance, tenderness, despair. A kiss on the lips, softly, gently, a mere brushing of lips. A look of uncertainty. Should we continue? Is this okay? A nod of the head, a kiss on the lips. All that she needs to know. Another kiss, and then another, and then another. It doesn’t stop, it gets out of hand.
Is this okay?
No
We have to stop
I can’t
Hurried hands tearing at clothes, ripping, clawing, desperate. Skin on skin, hands, mouth, tongues everywhere. Sloppy kisses, heated whispers. Is this love? Licking, tasting, sweat everywhere -can’t stop now. No. Hands running up her thighs, caressing, touching, exploring. One finger, two, in and out, over and over. Don’t stop. Panting, breathing heavily, one thrust, a second, a third -harder, faster, deeper. Moans, whispers of endearment, mewls, growls. Never.
Do you love me?
No
Why?
Because you don’t love me
Sweaty bodies, limbs, entangled. A strangled cry, a covert smirk. Bastard. The insert of a tongue. Oh God. Licking, lapping, sucking. Another lick, another suck, tasting, savoring. So good. Whimpering, crying, begging. Fuck me. Shuddering, convulsing, cumming -hard, fast. Swallowing, savoring, the licking of lips. Working on it.
This is wrong
Yes
Don’t stop
Okay
Hands moving down, the spreading of thighs, wider, accommodating. Now. The thrust of hips, filling, stretching, fulfilling, She screams. He yells. Pounding, thrusting, faster, harder, deeper. In and out, in and out. Don’t stop. Grunting, screaming, gasping, moaning. Don’t stop. The suckling of breasts, the fisting of hair. Faster. Pulling him deeper, deeper. Oh God, right there. The desperation, the urgency. Don’t Fucking Stop. Tight, wet, hot. So tight, so wet, so fucking hot. I fucking won’t
What if they find out
They won’t
Are you certain
Nothing is certain
Guilt, shame. What have they done? The silent task of dressing, unable to look at one another. The buttoning of shirts, the tying of sashes. Sex and sweat fill the air. Can’t speak. No words to be said. Can’t look. Too ashamed. A remorseful smile. This was only for tonight. A sad shake of the head. I know. Silence fills the air. No explanations, no words spoken, just a brief glance and a quick departure. A flash of black, a flash of green.
Don’t tell
Why
Because I love her
Okay
They return to the campsite, composed as if nothing happened. They separate, one heading towards a red clad hanyou the other, an armor wearing Taijya.
No words are spoken.
No More Words
It started out innocently. A kiss on the cheek, a blush, a stammered apology. A quick retreat only to be held back. A look of understanding, acceptance, tenderness, despair. A kiss on the lips, softly, gently, a mere brushing of lips. A look of uncertainty. Should we continue? Is this okay? A nod of the head, a kiss on the lips. All that she needs to know. Another kiss, and then another, and then another. It doesn’t stop, it gets out of hand.
Is this okay?
No
We have to stop
I can’t
Hurried hands tearing at clothes, ripping, clawing, desperate. Skin on skin, hands, mouth, tongues everywhere. Sloppy kisses, heated whispers. Is this love? Licking, tasting, sweat everywhere -can’t stop now. No. Hands running up her thighs, caressing, touching, exploring. One finger, two, in and out, over and over. Don’t stop. Panting, breathing heavily, one thrust, a second, a third -harder, faster, deeper. Moans, whispers of endearment, mewls, growls. Never.
Do you love me?
No
Why?
Because you don’t love me
Sweaty bodies, limbs, entangled. A strangled cry, a covert smirk. Bastard. The insert of a tongue. Oh God. Licking, lapping, sucking. Another lick, another suck, tasting, savoring. So good. Whimpering, crying, begging. Fuck me. Shuddering, convulsing, cumming -hard, fast. Swallowing, savoring, the licking of lips. Working on it.
This is wrong
Yes
Don’t stop
Okay
Hands moving down, the spreading of thighs, wider, accommodating. Now. The thrust of hips, filling, stretching, fulfilling, She screams. He yells. Pounding, thrusting, faster, harder, deeper. In and out, in and out. Don’t stop. Grunting, screaming, gasping, moaning. Don’t stop. The suckling of breasts, the fisting of hair. Faster. Pulling him deeper, deeper. Oh God, right there. The desperation, the urgency. Don’t Fucking Stop. Tight, wet, hot. So tight, so wet, so fucking hot. I fucking won’t
What if they find out
They won’t
Are you certain
Nothing is certain
Guilt, shame. What have they done? The silent task of dressing, unable to look at one another. The buttoning of shirts, the tying of sashes. Sex and sweat fill the air. Can’t speak. No words to be said. Can’t look. Too ashamed. A remorseful smile. This was only for tonight. A sad shake of the head. I know. Silence fills the air. No explanations, no words spoken, just a brief glance and a quick departure. A flash of black, a flash of green.
Don’t tell
Why
Because I love her
Okay
They return to the campsite, composed as if nothing happened. They separate, one heading towards a red clad hanyou the other, an armor wearing Taijya.
No words are spoken.