Finding Home
Apr. 20th, 2008 02:07 amA/N: Rose/Nine smut drabble for Wiggiemomsi. First try at a smut drabble. Not as easy as it looks. 100 words in Word.
Heated fingers dance across the smooth skin of his belly, eager in their need to stroke the expanse she has laid bare. He thinks to protest, to stop her, but then lips follow hands and he knows no protest will ever leave his mouth. Her tongue trails down and he gasps in surprise as fingers quickly rid him of garments that hinder her exploration. And then she is rising above him, taking him into her body and setting him free of every limit he has ever imposed upon them. He thrusts into her, knows he finally has found home again.
Heated fingers dance across the smooth skin of his belly, eager in their need to stroke the expanse she has laid bare. He thinks to protest, to stop her, but then lips follow hands and he knows no protest will ever leave his mouth. Her tongue trails down and he gasps in surprise as fingers quickly rid him of garments that hinder her exploration. And then she is rising above him, taking him into her body and setting him free of every limit he has ever imposed upon them. He thrusts into her, knows he finally has found home again.
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Date: 2008-04-20 10:25 pm (UTC)