Fic: "Sacrifice." Rated: PG-13.
Title: Sacrifice
Author: an_ardent_rain
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Rating: at least PG-13 (for slightly more than implied sexual situations)
-Notes: Hmm. Had this idea and I just had to write it. It's sort of dark and meant to make you a little uncomfortable, but both parties are totally consenting. There's sort of meaning underneath and all that, but I'm horrible at dissecting my own work. Enjoy, though!
"That's right, little darlin' - ain't gonna hurt you."
She trembles beneath him and feels helpless, like a child.
"Just one taste; you're so ruttin' sweet. Mmm, girl... You're so gorram beautiful."
She feels his tongue and his hairy face. Her breasts are heavy under his hands; he does things that make her body shake.
"Y'like that? You look... I gotta touch you now, baby girl."
He takes off her dress and he touches where she's never let anyone else; all the feelings are undefineable - new and strange - and his thoughts buzz around her and coat her thickly with lust. She wonders if she wants this, or if only he does.
"Never felt skin this smooth - like you're made o' silk. Oh, River girl... Got heaven 'tween your thighs."
It hurts; he doesn't seem to notice. She watches him above her, marvelling at the lines of his strong body. And at last, she starts to feel something lovely and warm - and it doesn't matter any more if it's wrong, because the girl now knows she wants the man.
So she closes her eyes... and lets him take her.
~~~
Author: an_ardent_rain
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Rating: at least PG-13 (for slightly more than implied sexual situations)
-Notes: Hmm. Had this idea and I just had to write it. It's sort of dark and meant to make you a little uncomfortable, but both parties are totally consenting. There's sort of meaning underneath and all that, but I'm horrible at dissecting my own work. Enjoy, though!
"That's right, little darlin' - ain't gonna hurt you."
She trembles beneath him and feels helpless, like a child.
"Just one taste; you're so ruttin' sweet. Mmm, girl... You're so gorram beautiful."
She feels his tongue and his hairy face. Her breasts are heavy under his hands; he does things that make her body shake.
"Y'like that? You look... I gotta touch you now, baby girl."
He takes off her dress and he touches where she's never let anyone else; all the feelings are undefineable - new and strange - and his thoughts buzz around her and coat her thickly with lust. She wonders if she wants this, or if only he does.
"Never felt skin this smooth - like you're made o' silk. Oh, River girl... Got heaven 'tween your thighs."
It hurts; he doesn't seem to notice. She watches him above her, marvelling at the lines of his strong body. And at last, she starts to feel something lovely and warm - and it doesn't matter any more if it's wrong, because the girl now knows she wants the man.
So she closes her eyes... and lets him take her.
~~~