A kiss
Title: A kiss
Autor: traumschwinge
Claim: Austria
Character(s): Austria, ?
Table/Prompt: Time/17. moment
Wordcount: 271
Raiting: T
Summary: Nothing I could summarize. They're kissing (whoever "they" are).
His breath was taken away. Seconds ago, they had been in a heated discussion, in a fight. Now, he was pressed against the wall by the other. Silenced by lips covering his in mid-sentence.
Without hesitation, the other’s tongue invaded his mouth. Angry, he fought back with his own tongue, trying to get the invader out. He could hear a soft moan, feel the other’s lips twitch into a smile. His hands felt for the other’s shoulders, searching for a grip to push himself free again.
He didn’t.
Being kissed like this, being almost devoured by another person was too much of a sensation to him. His body stiffened. His fingers clawed into the fabric covering the other’s shoulders. His legs felt like they wanted to give way soon, he shook. In need of hold, he clung to the other and was held by strong arms.
He stopped fighting back, gave in, let the other do as pleased because it felt so good and made his head feel like it was filled with cotton. He lacked air, his lungs ached in need for oxygen but he couldn’t break away from the kiss. His mind was filled by the kiss, a moment which should never end.
In need for breath, to finally breath again, they pulled away, greedily sucking in the air.
He was pulled into a tight hug, loving words were whispered. They looked each other in the eye for one, two, three, many heartbeats. Then, this moment was finally over. A short moment had been all it needed to end their stupid fight for good.
“Shall we move it to the bedroom?”
Autor: traumschwinge
Claim: Austria
Character(s): Austria, ?
Table/Prompt: Time/17. moment
Wordcount: 271
Raiting: T
Summary: Nothing I could summarize. They're kissing (whoever "they" are).
His breath was taken away. Seconds ago, they had been in a heated discussion, in a fight. Now, he was pressed against the wall by the other. Silenced by lips covering his in mid-sentence.
Without hesitation, the other’s tongue invaded his mouth. Angry, he fought back with his own tongue, trying to get the invader out. He could hear a soft moan, feel the other’s lips twitch into a smile. His hands felt for the other’s shoulders, searching for a grip to push himself free again.
He didn’t.
Being kissed like this, being almost devoured by another person was too much of a sensation to him. His body stiffened. His fingers clawed into the fabric covering the other’s shoulders. His legs felt like they wanted to give way soon, he shook. In need of hold, he clung to the other and was held by strong arms.
He stopped fighting back, gave in, let the other do as pleased because it felt so good and made his head feel like it was filled with cotton. He lacked air, his lungs ached in need for oxygen but he couldn’t break away from the kiss. His mind was filled by the kiss, a moment which should never end.
In need for breath, to finally breath again, they pulled away, greedily sucking in the air.
He was pulled into a tight hug, loving words were whispered. They looked each other in the eye for one, two, three, many heartbeats. Then, this moment was finally over. A short moment had been all it needed to end their stupid fight for good.
“Shall we move it to the bedroom?”