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Title: Isn't Love
Author:
cosmonaut_00
Rating: A high PG-13, I guess.
Characters: Bianchi/xxx (I don't want to give it away but it's short, I promise.)
Warnings: Bianchi's twisted logic, mentioned sex, excessive SUCK, and het.
If there's one thing that Bianchi understands, it's love. Love and poison; the two things she swears by. That's why she can't understand this; because when they greet each other outside his office, her bedroom or the many closets in between, there is nothing in his glance or hers to suggest that they are anything more than acquainted. But later that same night, when he hooks his rough fingers behind her knees and puts his lips to her collarbone, she swears it's love. And a few minutes after that, when she's splayed across his desk with his head between her thighs, she screams it's love.
Maybe it's her lack of a physical relationship with Reborn that makes her question her judgment, because how can she compare one love to the other when one pulls at her heartstrings and triggers her motherly instinct, and the other pulls off her clothes and makes her knees quake? She doesn't doubt that what she feels for Reborn is love. And that's why she thinks she's cheating on him. Or is she?
Because as long as she doesn't love Dino--as long as she only loves him moving inside her, only loves his hands and lips on her skin, she only loves tangling her fingers in his mass of golden hair as he makes her moan his name, loves sneaking into his bedroom later in the night for more--as long as she doesn't love him, she's not sharing anything with him that she shares with Reborn. So it's not cheating.
Right?
Author:
cosmonaut_00
Rating: A high PG-13, I guess.
Characters: Bianchi/xxx (I don't want to give it away but it's short, I promise.)
Warnings: Bianchi's twisted logic, mentioned sex, excessive SUCK, and het.
If there's one thing that Bianchi understands, it's love. Love and poison; the two things she swears by. That's why she can't understand this; because when they greet each other outside his office, her bedroom or the many closets in between, there is nothing in his glance or hers to suggest that they are anything more than acquainted. But later that same night, when he hooks his rough fingers behind her knees and puts his lips to her collarbone, she swears it's love. And a few minutes after that, when she's splayed across his desk with his head between her thighs, she screams it's love.
Maybe it's her lack of a physical relationship with Reborn that makes her question her judgment, because how can she compare one love to the other when one pulls at her heartstrings and triggers her motherly instinct, and the other pulls off her clothes and makes her knees quake? She doesn't doubt that what she feels for Reborn is love. And that's why she thinks she's cheating on him. Or is she?
Because as long as she doesn't love Dino--as long as she only loves him moving inside her, only loves his hands and lips on her skin, she only loves tangling her fingers in his mass of golden hair as he makes her moan his name, loves sneaking into his bedroom later in the night for more--as long as she doesn't love him, she's not sharing anything with him that she shares with Reborn. So it's not cheating.
Right?