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Dancing in moonlight (I’m not normally this sappy! Really!)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Whatever you want it to be!
Fandom: Well, it was supposed to be Atlantis, however, could be just about anywhere I think.
Disclaimer: None of them are mine! Damn it!
A/N: I’m not normally this sappy, I really am not! However, this came to mind whilst watching Wide Sargasso Sea and would not go away! So…
Anyway, would you be able to tell me who you read it as if you actually do read it. Because it would be really interesting to know.
A whisper of breath over an ear, as clothes fall to the floor.
A brush of fingertips against sweet yielding flesh, as one is pushed to the bed, the other settling above him, his fingers toying with hair and swirling pads of fingertips over creamy skin. Revelling in moans their actions are causing.
The high keen as hard length brushes a bodies entrance. Before a sweet exhalation as it slides inside the slick smooth channel.
“Already prepared, good, at least you listened.” A whisper of words, heard by the other like screams. A flush at the praise.
The crashing of the waves outside as water beats the city. Shadows falling across the pair on the bed.
Slow thrusts lead to whines and moans, but no begging, they both know the other will always give them what they want, need. The point is proved as a hand wraps around a hard length, playing with it, smoothing the small pearl of precome down the taut skin, following the vein down to run a finger over the slightly furry skin of his lovers balls. Toying with the panting man beneath him.
Thrusts quickening slightly after the first brush of a prostate, the deep groan that it produces causing hips to stutter forward, flesh to press deeper.
The dance continues as skin grows slick and shiny with sweat, thrusts getting harder, faster, deeper until a cry splits the air and drowns out the waves.
A second cry joining it quickly as muscles clench and pull the invader deeper.
A hand finds its way shakily to a neck, and the head is pulled down into a loving kiss, sweet press of lips and soft tangle of tongues.
A soft gasp as now limp flesh slides from soft heat, and arms wrap around each other as the moonlight and waves lull the lovers to sleep.
(I wrote it as Rodney on top and John on bottom, however after re-reading it, it seems more other people! Ah well!)