fill: to cry dream logic [Mal/Saito] 2/5
anonymous
March 1 2012, 08:41:11 UTC
By the time she passes through the partygoers and rests her hand on Saito's shoulder she is sure of three things: Dom is here to steal from Saito, she has to- has to on the level a mother has to protect her children, she cradles this command like so- master everything about Saito, and she is beautiful. Someone tries to catch her waist as she shoves by. She smiles at him, feeling generous in the knowledge that she could kill him but she has no space for anything but her want and her anger; and there are side looks, double takes, a murmur and hand gesture too well-shaped to be innocent. The look of her lurks inside. She knows what impression she leaves as she slides up to Saito and leaves no room between him and the crowd. Her dress brushes her back, fine and scratchy, and when she leans into him its neckline dips, revealing more of overpale skin over indigo
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fill: to cry dream logic [Mal/Saito] 3/5
anonymous
March 1 2012, 08:42:04 UTC
"I think it would be more," he says, "secure." He extends his hand, gently takes her fingers off the gun and feels around the safeties, still staring at her. "Could I place this somewhere for you, in the interim?" he asks as if it is routine courtesy to take her loaded weapon and hold it behind his back where she cannot reach it. It could very well be; her mind isn't done slotting what Cobb cared to give her about Saito into their places on his stomach, his Adam's apple, his eyes black and alive and the processing occurring behind them
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fill: to cry dream logic [Mal/Saito] 4/5
anonymous
March 1 2012, 08:42:45 UTC
Warmer inside, too, as she slides a finger and another into him. They're dreaming, it just works- he ignites something in her from fingertips into bones, and she glides her fingers into him easy as a cry falls out of his mouth. The contractions around her are right. She adjusts her fingers, moves them around the rim of his hole, pinches his strained skin, rubs at the edges of that flesh all the way around, her fingers slipping in the lube and out of his hole and she plunges them in again, thrusts the middle deep and curls her index to its knuckle so she can keep drawing this voweled shudder out of Saito, circling his hole. Her nails are long enough to draw blood. Probably she has- his head flails back against the wall, the sound in his mouth goes louder and sharper. She feels almost vampiric, looking, feeding on the power shivering through him
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fill: to cry dream logic [Mal/Saito] 5/5
anonymous
March 1 2012, 08:43:58 UTC
and later she traces the gun barrel over his spine and his legs smeared with her come, to the arch of his foot where she rests it and sights upward as if to shoot into the straggled halo of his hair. He's tense as bowed glass. His anticipation follows the gun and his feet are quivering, quivering, quivering. He says, or it escapes from his mouth, "Yes, please," and she drags him upright and shoves his head against the wall. Puts the barrel to his mouth. He licks it like it's part of her; the round end of it disappears inside the open circle of Saito's lips and she could swear he's grinning over his own spit. His lips look no fuller wet and stretched, but she likes him so. It lets her pretend that he disapproves, that he bears a temper to match her own
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Re: fill: to cry dream logic [Mal/Saito] 5/5
anonymous
March 25 2012, 04:56:28 UTC
This is fantastic and hot! I love the way it fits in with canon, and the fact that you've given us projection!Mal's POV. It's so interesting to see the POV of a projection, with the gaps in her memory and the bits of knowledge. And Saito, OMG, Saito. It's great the way she's in charge and she just tops the shit out of him. I can't believe this doesn't have more reviews, because it's awesome!
"They’re so hot together, how can there not be a bazillion porny fills of them yet??? Wallsex. You know you want to write it."
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[ Also on AO3, if you prefer: http://archiveofourown.org/works/348968 ]The first conscious thought she owns is anger ( ... )
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