Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 7, 2010 7:35:00 GMT 10
Title: The Party 2
Rating: R
Length: 305 words
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: More smut: everybody loves Raoul.
As Raoul moved toward the bed, Kel rose to meet him. About to kiss him, she turned her head, so his lips landed at her hairline, instead. She was looking at Buri, he realized. Buri must have nodded her assent because Kel turned back to Raoul and wrapped both arms around his neck as he kissed her. She pulled him down, onto the bed – onto her – and sighed contentedly under his weight.
Then hands were tugging at his clothing – Buri's hands, obviously, but it must have been Dom's long fingers tracing the scar that ran along the back of his right shoulder. He was pleased by that, too, as his mouth traveled over Kel's bare skin. Now he was as naked as she was. Buri – it had to have been Buri – patted his rump as she said, “Have fun with her, lad.”
There was a shift behind him, Buri and Dom moving away to the chair by the wall, and Raoul and Kel had the bed to themselves. Kel looked up at him, a softness in her eyes that he'd never thought to see directed at him.
Raoul wondered if he should ask before proceeding. It was such an unusual situation, and for a moment, he wondered if she was sure. But she made the answer clear, wrapping both arms and legs around him to draw him closer, then into, her. He remembered their audience, and was momentarily afraid he'd disgrace himself, but as she clutched at him, he forgot about everything but Kel. He took in her scent and the taste of her skin. With one hand braced against the bed, he had one hand free to caress her face, breast, belly, hip. Then she was moaning his name, and he was moaning hers, and nothing else mattered.
Rating: R
Length: 305 words
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: More smut: everybody loves Raoul.
As Raoul moved toward the bed, Kel rose to meet him. About to kiss him, she turned her head, so his lips landed at her hairline, instead. She was looking at Buri, he realized. Buri must have nodded her assent because Kel turned back to Raoul and wrapped both arms around his neck as he kissed her. She pulled him down, onto the bed – onto her – and sighed contentedly under his weight.
Then hands were tugging at his clothing – Buri's hands, obviously, but it must have been Dom's long fingers tracing the scar that ran along the back of his right shoulder. He was pleased by that, too, as his mouth traveled over Kel's bare skin. Now he was as naked as she was. Buri – it had to have been Buri – patted his rump as she said, “Have fun with her, lad.”
There was a shift behind him, Buri and Dom moving away to the chair by the wall, and Raoul and Kel had the bed to themselves. Kel looked up at him, a softness in her eyes that he'd never thought to see directed at him.
Raoul wondered if he should ask before proceeding. It was such an unusual situation, and for a moment, he wondered if she was sure. But she made the answer clear, wrapping both arms and legs around him to draw him closer, then into, her. He remembered their audience, and was momentarily afraid he'd disgrace himself, but as she clutched at him, he forgot about everything but Kel. He took in her scent and the taste of her skin. With one hand braced against the bed, he had one hand free to caress her face, breast, belly, hip. Then she was moaning his name, and he was moaning hers, and nothing else mattered.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!