RPH: Criss/Cristina: 013-Honey
Title: Morning Tea
Author/Artist: mistress_britt
Character/Pairing: Criss Angel/Christina Scabbia
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work is mine.
Prompt Table: http://cryingxxblood.livejournal.com/35712.html
Prompt: 013-Honey
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lovely, lovely smut.
Word Count: 445
Author’s Notes: Reviews are nice, even if you don’t know the characters.
013-Honey
Cristina’s eyes wandered over the newspaper as she reached for the squeeze bottle of honey shaped like a bear. With one hand she flipped the top open and started to pour it into her hot cup of tea. She was distracted by an interesting story in the paper and didn’t notice that she was still squeezing the honey into her tea.
“You’re making a mess,” Criss told her when he walked into the small kitchen area.
“Wha…shit!” she exclaimed, tipping the bottle back up and flipped it shut.
Criss chuckled lightly and handed her a paper towel to clean it up with.
“Thanks,” Tina smiled, attempting to clean up the sticky mess with the paper towel.
“Here let me help you.”
Criss went up next to her and started to help clean it up. They were standing side by side and Tina tilted her head a little bit and gave him a soft kiss.
“You’re wearing those jeans, I love those jeans,” she told him softly.
Criss answered her with a hard kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist. She moaned softly into his mouth. Once the kiss broke, she lifted his fingers to her mouth and sucked off some of the honey. Passion engulfed her and she was busy tugging his shirt off. She stuck her fingers in some of the honey and traced it around his nipple. Her tongue flicked across it quickly and she felt his body jerk in response.
Tina sunk down to her knees, her fingers undoing his jeans, tugging them along with his black boxers down. Her tongue flicked across the tip of his cock, stirring it to life. She grabbed the bottle of honey and poured some onto his erect penis. Slowly she took him into her mouth, the sweetness of the honey filling her up. Criss let out loud moan and wrapped his fingers in her hair. Her tongue ran along the underside of his cock, his vein throbbing against the roof of her mouth.
His hips jerked forward, thrusting deeper down her throat and she wrapped her mouth tighter around his cock, waiting for him to come. His fingers yanked on her long hair and let out a loud moan as he released into her. Slowly she removed her mouth from him and lapped at his tip before standing up.
“Do you want eggs?” she asked him with a smile.
Author/Artist: mistress_britt
Character/Pairing: Criss Angel/Christina Scabbia
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work is mine.
Prompt Table: http://cryingxxblood.livejournal.com/35712.html
Prompt: 013-Honey
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lovely, lovely smut.
Word Count: 445
Author’s Notes: Reviews are nice, even if you don’t know the characters.
013-Honey
Cristina’s eyes wandered over the newspaper as she reached for the squeeze bottle of honey shaped like a bear. With one hand she flipped the top open and started to pour it into her hot cup of tea. She was distracted by an interesting story in the paper and didn’t notice that she was still squeezing the honey into her tea.
“You’re making a mess,” Criss told her when he walked into the small kitchen area.
“Wha…shit!” she exclaimed, tipping the bottle back up and flipped it shut.
Criss chuckled lightly and handed her a paper towel to clean it up with.
“Thanks,” Tina smiled, attempting to clean up the sticky mess with the paper towel.
“Here let me help you.”
Criss went up next to her and started to help clean it up. They were standing side by side and Tina tilted her head a little bit and gave him a soft kiss.
“You’re wearing those jeans, I love those jeans,” she told him softly.
Criss answered her with a hard kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist. She moaned softly into his mouth. Once the kiss broke, she lifted his fingers to her mouth and sucked off some of the honey. Passion engulfed her and she was busy tugging his shirt off. She stuck her fingers in some of the honey and traced it around his nipple. Her tongue flicked across it quickly and she felt his body jerk in response.
Tina sunk down to her knees, her fingers undoing his jeans, tugging them along with his black boxers down. Her tongue flicked across the tip of his cock, stirring it to life. She grabbed the bottle of honey and poured some onto his erect penis. Slowly she took him into her mouth, the sweetness of the honey filling her up. Criss let out loud moan and wrapped his fingers in her hair. Her tongue ran along the underside of his cock, his vein throbbing against the roof of her mouth.
His hips jerked forward, thrusting deeper down her throat and she wrapped her mouth tighter around his cock, waiting for him to come. His fingers yanked on her long hair and let out a loud moan as he released into her. Slowly she removed her mouth from him and lapped at his tip before standing up.
“Do you want eggs?” she asked him with a smile.