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Title: 'Questions: My Answer'
Author: Jadis of Charn
Rating: G, probably. Very tame. :P
Pairing: Orlando/Elijah
Feedback and archiving: Please, but be gentle (!), and certainly, but tell me first!
Disclaimer: Not real, didn't happen anywhere but my sex-crazed mind.
Summary: Orlando has some questions, Elijah has some answers.
Why should I want you?
"Why?" Puff of breath behind your ear, the short hairs on the back of your neck happily disturbed. You shiver.
"Why not?" Head pressing into the pillow, the tickling sensation begins as the hairs stand on end.
How can I have you?
"How?" Fingers trailing over your chest, bumps of your ribs protruding as you suck in a breath. You gasp.
"However." Turning over, you press upwards, skin and skin connecting, offer clear. Always an offer. Always an answer.
What do I give you?
"What?" Hot cheek against your shoulder, you burn. Pressure, an offer. Relaxed, an answer. You swallow.
"Everything." Muscles rippling across your back, fingerprint bruises on your hips. Push back, tense.
When were you mine?
"When?" It starts in the stomach, spreads through the body like a virus. Coil. Tighten. Release. You sigh.
"Always." Puff of breath behind my ear. Cheek against mine, I burn.
Brown eyes: my question.
Blue eyes: my answer.
Note: Cross-posted just about everywhere. No, really. *innocent*
Note [v.02]: This is the first RPS I've written, so the first time I've posted one for public view. Don't be too horrible. Please? :-S
Author: Jadis of Charn
Rating: G, probably. Very tame. :P
Pairing: Orlando/Elijah
Feedback and archiving: Please, but be gentle (!), and certainly, but tell me first!
Disclaimer: Not real, didn't happen anywhere but my sex-crazed mind.
Summary: Orlando has some questions, Elijah has some answers.
Why should I want you?
"Why?" Puff of breath behind your ear, the short hairs on the back of your neck happily disturbed. You shiver.
"Why not?" Head pressing into the pillow, the tickling sensation begins as the hairs stand on end.
How can I have you?
"How?" Fingers trailing over your chest, bumps of your ribs protruding as you suck in a breath. You gasp.
"However." Turning over, you press upwards, skin and skin connecting, offer clear. Always an offer. Always an answer.
What do I give you?
"What?" Hot cheek against your shoulder, you burn. Pressure, an offer. Relaxed, an answer. You swallow.
"Everything." Muscles rippling across your back, fingerprint bruises on your hips. Push back, tense.
When were you mine?
"When?" It starts in the stomach, spreads through the body like a virus. Coil. Tighten. Release. You sigh.
"Always." Puff of breath behind my ear. Cheek against mine, I burn.
Brown eyes: my question.
Blue eyes: my answer.
Note: Cross-posted just about everywhere. No, really. *innocent*
Note [v.02]: This is the first RPS I've written, so the first time I've posted one for public view. Don't be too horrible. Please? :-S