Ring in the truth
Happy birthday, bugsfic. And just for you, bsg_aussiegirl, a little RCT to start your year off right. For ar_drabbles challenge 41: happy new year.
Laura looked at the clock. "Two minutes."
"You could give a guy a complex."
"Shh…"
"You like it when I talk."
"You're making it very hard to concentrate."
"Fine. I'll just find something to do while you time us." He bent down, sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
"Bill, you're being very -- oh gods, yes, that's…oh… -- Bill, you're distracting me."
"Kinda the point."
Laura threw a leg over his hip, rolled them over. "Will you stop that? Wait another minute."
"Or you'll put me in detention?"
"That old fantasy? I thought you were more imaginative than that."
He ran a fingertip down her spine. "I can be as imaginative as you want me to be."
"Thirty seconds. Twenty. Ten."
Nine: her skin against his
Eight: her breath in his ear
Seven: her eyelashes fluttering against his cheek
Six: her breasts against his chest
Five: her knees touching his thighs
Four: her hipbones pressing into his pelvis
Three: her toes tickling his calves
Two: her hand on his balls
One: her warmth on the tip of his cock, his hips thrusting, burrowing for home
The wireless erupted with music and celebration. "Shouldn't you have been at one of those parties, Madam President?"
"Each ship thinks I'm on a different ship. Can't expect me to be everywhere at once."
"Meanwhile you're here."
She rocked her hips against him. "You should start the year as you mean to spend it."
"You planning to spend the year making love?"
"You think you could last a whole year?"
"You keep doing that -- thing -- with your hips I may not last another minute."
"I don't need you to make love to me all year long, Bill. I just need you to love me."
"This year, next year, forever." he promised. "Forever."
Laura looked at the clock. "Two minutes."
"You could give a guy a complex."
"Shh…"
"You like it when I talk."
"You're making it very hard to concentrate."
"Fine. I'll just find something to do while you time us." He bent down, sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
"Bill, you're being very -- oh gods, yes, that's…oh… -- Bill, you're distracting me."
"Kinda the point."
Laura threw a leg over his hip, rolled them over. "Will you stop that? Wait another minute."
"Or you'll put me in detention?"
"That old fantasy? I thought you were more imaginative than that."
He ran a fingertip down her spine. "I can be as imaginative as you want me to be."
"Thirty seconds. Twenty. Ten."
Nine: her skin against his
Eight: her breath in his ear
Seven: her eyelashes fluttering against his cheek
Six: her breasts against his chest
Five: her knees touching his thighs
Four: her hipbones pressing into his pelvis
Three: her toes tickling his calves
Two: her hand on his balls
One: her warmth on the tip of his cock, his hips thrusting, burrowing for home
The wireless erupted with music and celebration. "Shouldn't you have been at one of those parties, Madam President?"
"Each ship thinks I'm on a different ship. Can't expect me to be everywhere at once."
"Meanwhile you're here."
She rocked her hips against him. "You should start the year as you mean to spend it."
"You planning to spend the year making love?"
"You think you could last a whole year?"
"You keep doing that -- thing -- with your hips I may not last another minute."
"I don't need you to make love to me all year long, Bill. I just need you to love me."
"This year, next year, forever." he promised. "Forever."