A lover's scene; Richard/Alex LOST
Title: A Lover's Scene
Fandom: LOST
Rating: 15 (?)
Word Count: 157
Warning: Well, that would be telling you the plot....just beware pple! :P
Characters: Richard/Alex
Disclaimer: I own nuthin'!
Authors Note: No beta, all mistakes are my own. It's an idea I've been formulating for a while but my brains been too tired to do it. I hope you like it *bites lip* am a bit nervous about it tbh.
Summary: This is a lover’s scene. A scene as old as time.
A Lover’s Scene.
Fingers slick with sweat clutching, grasping, at her tanned skin. A gasp, a cry and then two sighs escape toothy confinement through glistening lips. A heavy leg with a thick covering of hair is thrown possessively over a smoother, finer limb. An arm hooks around a slender shoulder pressing soft cheek against masculine collarbone. Thick dark, wasted-on-a-man eyelashes curl against a stubbled cheek while frizzy ringlets frame her tear stained face; a beautiful face. So perfect. So beloved.
This is a lover’s scene. A scene as old as time. They are everything to each other; everything and yet nothing.
Blood spills from her young taught body; perfect but for the knife sticking from her side like a new limb nestled between shoulder and hip. A tear slides from sealed lids, shivering momentarily on those too-long lashes.
This is a lover’s scene. A scene as old as time. They are everything to each other; everything and yet nothing.
Feedback would be really appreciated!! :D
Fandom: LOST
Rating: 15 (?)
Word Count: 157
Warning: Well, that would be telling you the plot....just beware pple! :P
Characters: Richard/Alex
Disclaimer: I own nuthin'!
Authors Note: No beta, all mistakes are my own. It's an idea I've been formulating for a while but my brains been too tired to do it. I hope you like it *bites lip* am a bit nervous about it tbh.
Summary: This is a lover’s scene. A scene as old as time.
A Lover’s Scene.
Fingers slick with sweat clutching, grasping, at her tanned skin. A gasp, a cry and then two sighs escape toothy confinement through glistening lips. A heavy leg with a thick covering of hair is thrown possessively over a smoother, finer limb. An arm hooks around a slender shoulder pressing soft cheek against masculine collarbone. Thick dark, wasted-on-a-man eyelashes curl against a stubbled cheek while frizzy ringlets frame her tear stained face; a beautiful face. So perfect. So beloved.
This is a lover’s scene. A scene as old as time. They are everything to each other; everything and yet nothing.
Blood spills from her young taught body; perfect but for the knife sticking from her side like a new limb nestled between shoulder and hip. A tear slides from sealed lids, shivering momentarily on those too-long lashes.
This is a lover’s scene. A scene as old as time. They are everything to each other; everything and yet nothing.
Feedback would be really appreciated!! :D