In the Beginning
Title: In the Beginning
Author: outsideth3box
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Wordcount: 317
A/N: A bit of an experiment.
Kisses were the beginning.
Smooth, soft lips brushing flickers of affection across his jaw caught briefly on the omnipresent stubble, spread delicate touches over his cheeks and eyelids and forehead. Sighing moans fanned his hair in careless gusts. Wending a path back to his mouth, slack and waiting, the lips parted and teeth came out to play, nipping gently and grazing up shudders from deep in his muscles. Hands clasped the back of his head, carded his cowlicks and held him with gentle comfort while he floated in a warm bath of desire, misty and expansive.
The tip of a tongue slipped along his lower lip, warm breath cooling on the moist trail left behind. A supple mouth matched itself to his and the lithe tongue returned, entered, and laid a hot stripe of want along his own, salty and encouraging, and he suckled it urgently.
Separate for a moment, after a panting rush of air into lungs tight with fervent joy, he smiled helplessly. Wild, slithering heat slid through his veins, gathering low and heavy. He opened his eyes to the aching, endless blue of a cloudless sky, framed by lush lashes and returning his hot gaze twofold. A finger traced the sensitive curve of his ear and he hummed his pleasure with a throaty sigh. Then lips again, succulent and sweet, and his eyes fell shut of their own accord as he tumbled into the bliss of soft, insistent pressure, granting entrance once again with a gasp.
He forfeited the duel of tongues in favor of relaxing into the sweet stroke of heat against his inner cheeks. The slow glide of wet, wanton lust into his mouth mirrored the motion of other parts, lower and harder. Moaning over and through and around the delicious invasion, he finally reached out and buried his hands in russet hair and held on tight.
That was only the beginning.
Author: outsideth3box
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Wordcount: 317
A/N: A bit of an experiment.
Kisses were the beginning.
Smooth, soft lips brushing flickers of affection across his jaw caught briefly on the omnipresent stubble, spread delicate touches over his cheeks and eyelids and forehead. Sighing moans fanned his hair in careless gusts. Wending a path back to his mouth, slack and waiting, the lips parted and teeth came out to play, nipping gently and grazing up shudders from deep in his muscles. Hands clasped the back of his head, carded his cowlicks and held him with gentle comfort while he floated in a warm bath of desire, misty and expansive.
The tip of a tongue slipped along his lower lip, warm breath cooling on the moist trail left behind. A supple mouth matched itself to his and the lithe tongue returned, entered, and laid a hot stripe of want along his own, salty and encouraging, and he suckled it urgently.
Separate for a moment, after a panting rush of air into lungs tight with fervent joy, he smiled helplessly. Wild, slithering heat slid through his veins, gathering low and heavy. He opened his eyes to the aching, endless blue of a cloudless sky, framed by lush lashes and returning his hot gaze twofold. A finger traced the sensitive curve of his ear and he hummed his pleasure with a throaty sigh. Then lips again, succulent and sweet, and his eyes fell shut of their own accord as he tumbled into the bliss of soft, insistent pressure, granting entrance once again with a gasp.
He forfeited the duel of tongues in favor of relaxing into the sweet stroke of heat against his inner cheeks. The slow glide of wet, wanton lust into his mouth mirrored the motion of other parts, lower and harder. Moaning over and through and around the delicious invasion, he finally reached out and buried his hands in russet hair and held on tight.
That was only the beginning.