Title: Nothing
Pairing: Lita/Undisclosed
Rating: NC-17
Complete: Yes.
Genre: Smut, angst
Prompt:"It meant nothing." at
lita_ficsSummary: She couldn't feel anything more for him than this.
Warnings: Major angst. Also smut.
The sweat sliding down her spine has never felt so good, so sensual.
His body hovering over hers feels even better, she has to admit, with the way his muscles flex under her palms, his hips slamming into the backs of her thighs as he thrusts into her over and over again.
She doesn’t know when but at some point she started talking during this encounter and can’t stop.
It feels ohsogood and he feels amazing inside of her, pulsing and pounding and her moans sound louder in her own ears and if the look on his face is any indication they are.
It isn't long before pleasure crashes into her, releasing her from the coiling tension within her.
His groan is as ragged as his breathing as he follows soon after, fingertips curling into her hair as he kissed her passionately on the lips.
She's used to it like this with him, fast and dirty.
Rolling onto her side she closes her eyes, sighing softly as he slides up behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist, hand grasping at her hip as his breathing ghosts across the back of her neck.
Opening her eyes she stares out the window for a short moment, staring at the stars she closes them again ignoring the searing heat of his skin against hers.
She ignores the pounding of her heart as he murmurs her name with such affection in his sleep, knowing that no matter what things have to stay this way.
It meant nothing.