Post by journeycat on Apr 5, 2010 12:07:06 GMT 10
Title: Fire Burning
Rating: R
Length: 258 words
Character: Lindhall
Summary: Lindhall proves his virility, not that Kel really needed convincing.
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“He always did like you.”
“Maybe a little too much.”
Lindhall grinned as Bonedancer lit on her pillow, seemingly settling down next to her head.
“He makes me nervous,” Keladry frowned. “I don’t want to roll over and crush him during the night.”
“Don’t worry,” he said, “he’s tougher than he looks. Pragmatically speaking, he’s already dead.”
She giggled as the little creature clattered its jaws irritably at him. A fossil he may be, but she had learned that he was a rather mischievous fossil and was certainly not a stupid fossil.
“He’s charming,” she said. “I like him.”
“I think you like him more than you like me,” he teased.
Kel leaned over and kissed him, and he grabbed her and rolled her underneath him. His long body was warm and heavy on hers. She threaded her fingers through his soft silver-blond hair as he propped his elbows up on either side of her face to smile down at her.
“Maybe a little,” she murmured, tracing shapes on his back.
This time Lindhall instigated the kiss, his tongue stroking hers until she wiggled her toes in pleasure. She liked the press of his thighs, the feel of his hands exploring her body; she hadn’t known he was such a sensual person.
But as he tossed one leg over his shoulder, bearing her down against the mattress with darkening, hungry eyes, she certainly didn’t doubt his virility now.
“Well then,” he said, his breath hot against her collarbone, “I guess we’ll have to fix that, won’t we?”
Rating: R
Length: 258 words
Character: Lindhall
Summary: Lindhall proves his virility, not that Kel really needed convincing.
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“He always did like you.”
“Maybe a little too much.”
Lindhall grinned as Bonedancer lit on her pillow, seemingly settling down next to her head.
“He makes me nervous,” Keladry frowned. “I don’t want to roll over and crush him during the night.”
“Don’t worry,” he said, “he’s tougher than he looks. Pragmatically speaking, he’s already dead.”
She giggled as the little creature clattered its jaws irritably at him. A fossil he may be, but she had learned that he was a rather mischievous fossil and was certainly not a stupid fossil.
“He’s charming,” she said. “I like him.”
“I think you like him more than you like me,” he teased.
Kel leaned over and kissed him, and he grabbed her and rolled her underneath him. His long body was warm and heavy on hers. She threaded her fingers through his soft silver-blond hair as he propped his elbows up on either side of her face to smile down at her.
“Maybe a little,” she murmured, tracing shapes on his back.
This time Lindhall instigated the kiss, his tongue stroking hers until she wiggled her toes in pleasure. She liked the press of his thighs, the feel of his hands exploring her body; she hadn’t known he was such a sensual person.
But as he tossed one leg over his shoulder, bearing her down against the mattress with darkening, hungry eyes, she certainly didn’t doubt his virility now.
“Well then,” he said, his breath hot against her collarbone, “I guess we’ll have to fix that, won’t we?”