bladeweaver: (thinking)
Stanley Marasigan III ([personal profile] bladeweaver) wrote in [personal profile] numinary 2014-06-26 11:18 pm (UTC)

[I would tear storms from the sky to have you like this forever, said a fierce voice in the back of his head as your lips find his. Relief and triumph flicker in his eyes as he deepens the kiss, as his hands find the sides of your face, thumbs tracing the edges of your jaw to the spot he knows sends ripples down your spine. Your skin beneath his fingers feels like caged lightning. You are mine, and I am yours, his eyes tell you behind all of that.

He does not know how you ended up lying down on the bed, nor does he particularly care. All he knows, as he breaks off to look at you, is that he would kill to be the only one you look at the way you are looking at him, right now. He pauses for some infinitesimal length of time, absolutely paralyzed by sheer wanting. Now his voice is husky.]


T-that's a yes then. Touch, move.

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