Smut for solarflar3's birthday

[amberfocus]

I am woefully behind on doing this, I simply ran out of time so it's just a drabble, but I think it packs a punch.  Happy Birthday to you, solarflar3, which in my time zone, it still is. 

                                                         Within

With a look, with a touch, with a breath against her skin he tells her that she is the center of his universe. His hands slide against naked skin heavy with the sweat of hours spent making love. He has disappeared into a world that consists only of this moment and the next, of holding her gaze steadily as he moves within her, as his fingers bring already sensitized flesh to further arousal. He whispers words in a dead language brought to life again only in this moment of consummation. With every heartsbeat he tells her that she is his.

Comments

[wiggiemomsi.livejournal.com]

*Gurgle*

Just read this over at Teaspoon, and gurgled there, too! You've progressed SO much with writing hothothot *smut*; now each word holds such meaning and emotion.

*Fans self*

(Oh, you might want to catch the spelling of "hearstbeat")

Think I might just mosey in and wake up my husband now ....

*Hugs*

[amberfocus.livejournal.com]

Thank you. *laughs*