Kit
Squire
Duchess of Emelan
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Post by Kit on Mar 8, 2010 19:44:41 GMT 10
Title: Confessions Rating: R Length: 205 Round: 2/D Competitor: Alanna Summary: Alanna has a list of things she thought she would feel.
“Close your eyes for me.”
Light, straining darkness, tight over her skin as Alanna’s fingers spread inside her, pressing up into her belly, playing there. Darkness that wants to splinter as her tongue trails down, fluttering against the shifting movements through layers of muscle and blood and skin. Feelings beneath and above her, inside and against her, teasing lightness and a warm, aching human weight. Her eyelids flutter, her breathing softens, shallows out. So shallow—I even reflect myself. Laughter covers old thoughts at new, alien times.
More pressure, a slow drag and gasping emptiness as Alanna’s hand nearly leaves her, and all other voices are forgotten. “Oh, please...”
“I expected to be interested by you. Hoped to like you. Prayed you’d be worthy of being liked.”
Alanna’s voice is a rough, hoarse caress.
“Demanded you’d give me time to be myself so you could spot the difference from all the blasted ballads—“
“—Please.”
“But wanting you? Kel.” Alanna lowers her head. Swipes. Sucks. Swallows. Her fingers inside again, with the teasing promise of a forth.
Kel soaks her face.
“Wanting you, so much?” The Lioness is luxuriant in the other woman’s afterglow. “Gods, I'd've have gone mad if I expected that.”
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Post by PeroxidePirate on Mar 9, 2010 11:10:16 GMT 10
Kit, you're magic, there's no other way to describe it.
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