Sometimes It Just Feels Better to Give In (Shoone)
When they finally let temptation take over, nothing could hold them back. It was hot, unbridled, and sweaty. Her skin was electric against him, sending shocks of electricity through his body each time she touched him. They had fallen onto the bed after only moments of kissing, needing to fill the space between them. He needed to make sure that she was real, not just the ghost of her that had plagued his dreams for so many years.
So clothes were quickly shed, and all logical thoughts banished from his mind. He knew it was wrong, and he would have to deal with the repercussions later, but now he just wanted her. He wanted her with a mind-blowing tenacity that wasn’t even worth trying to hide. So he pulled her against him, over and over again, skin touching skin, moans ringing into the silent room, feet tangled together at the end of the bed. Soon it was nothing more than primal instinct - they lost count of how many times, lost track of what time it was. But then, faces flushed and hot, their bodies gave out, and they fell asleep up against each other, limp but never sated.
When they finally let temptation take over, it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.