Arousing Hate
Title: Arousing Hate
Theme 1: Senshi/Shitennou: Day 12, Forbidden, sm_monthly , January 2009
Theme 2: Chains/Bonds (#60) - taken from 101_kisses
Genre: Smut with a drop of angst
Rating: NC17
Ami’s hands grasped the bed frame tightly, fingers curling around the intricate pattern cast in iron. Stretching her arms, she continued to offer her body, arching and writhing and moaning in the most delightful ways.
Teeth raked down her neck, down to a nipple that was bitten and pulled until she cried out. Slender fingers encompassed her breast, kneading them over and over again, until Ami’s hips went from a gentle roll to an erratic thrust.
Her pretty panties were jerked off, sent flying by a final kick of her feet.
She was just as frantic, wanted it just as bad.
Hands started at her ankles and moved up her legs, spreading them, preparing her, holding her open at her inner thighs.
A soft breath.
Ami moved towards the sensation but was still bound by her wrists. She moaned in frustration.
A gentle kiss.
“Please…,” she begged, moving her hips. “Please…”
A long, wet lick for the reprieve she sought, top to bottom, firm and perfect.
And then the sensations wouldn’t stop. A tongue wetted everything. Soft lips sucked. Delicate fingers rolled her nipple. Long hair tickled her thighs and heightened everything.
Ami bit her lip, tilting her head back, almost to the point of discomfort. Zared knew what that meant.
His eyes met Michiru’s when she lifted her head from Ami’s thighs. Ami looked groggily for the interruption, briefly meeting Zared’s gaze without expression.
She fell back onto the pillows, making small desperate noises. Ignoring the girl so close to ecstasy, Michiru smiled humorlessly at Zared.
“Come for Zared, Ami.”
With Zared still watching, a sudden thrust of Michiru’s fingers inside her, and a startled moan, Ami did.
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Zared woke up hard.
His hand wandered as he replayed the dream over and over again. He finally gave in, masturbating angrily to the image of the woman he loved and the woman he hated.