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rainbowfic2012-02-13 11:00 pm
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2012-02-13 11:00 pm
Lust 13: Warm
Author: Kat
Title: Warm
Story: In The Heart - Fairy Tale AU
Colors: Lust 13 (erotica).
Supplies and Materials: Frame, eraser (fairy tale AU), acrylic (Come on baby just party with me/Let loose and set your body free/Leave your situations at the door -Family Affair; Mary J. Blige), feathers (I will always find you.), chalk (I never believed in forever), pastels (romance).
Word Count: 845.
Rating: NC-17.
Summary: She's cold.
Warnings: Nope.
Notes: Somebody else's prompt for the Sex Is Not the Enemy ficathon inspired me, so here's my last-minute fifth entry. Prompt is NSFW.
She dreams of snow drifting silent over her body, of frost rimming her eyes and lips. The ice creeps over her until she wakes, weeping with fear, the tips of her fingers cold and numb, and for a dreadful moment she thinks she is still lost, still frozen inside her body while another, crueler being looks through her eyes.
Then her husbands stir beside her, an arm stealing over her waist, a hand stroking down her side. "Summer?" Zack asks, his voice thick with sleep. "Are you all right?"
"I'm cold," she whispers, and they both know what that means-- Felipe pulls her close against him, tucks her head beneath his chin. Zack rolls over and wraps his arm and leg over both of them, his breath warm on her neck, his body solid at her back. She closes her eyes, rests for a moment, lets herself sink into them.
But her fingers are still cold, her body still shaking. She opens her eyes and says, almost begs, "I'm so cold."
Zack shifts behind her, and she knows they are looking at each other, over her head. Then Felipe bends down and lifts her chin and kisses her, soft and gentle, like the pressure of sunlight on her skin. Zack shifts and slides his hands between them, rests them large and warm on her belly for a moment before one moves up and the other down.
Her chemise moves and crumples between them, coming to rest somewhere around her waist. Felipe lets his hands drift down to rest on her waist, gentle as the kisses he leaves on her mouth, her cheeks, her forehead, her chin. He is so gentle with her, always; he knows how fragile she is.
Zack knows too, but he is different; he tests her limits, pushes her over her private edge and catches her when she falls. He's resting his mouth on the back of her neck now, easy, while his hands are busy between her legs and on her breast. She's never noticed how rough the fabric of her chemise is before, never known how good the rasp over her nipple could feel. She feels Zack smile against her neck when she moans.
Her body is warming now, from a fire kindled between her legs where Zack's hand is stroking, stroking. But she's still cold at her core, still shivering just a bit.
They both still for a moment, her boys, then Felipe's hands are turning her over, pulling her snugly over and against him until she's lying atop him, looking up with parted mouth at Zack rising over her. She lifts and parts her legs and he settles between them, but does not enter her, not yet; instead he reaches between them again and goes on stroking, lowers his blonde head to her chest and takes her nipple into his mouth, soaking her chemise and making her arch up into him. The heat grows, spreading to her chest, up her neck.
Felipe, meanwhile, has been busying himself with the bottle they keep by the bed; a minute later he slips cool slick fingers between her buttocks, stretching and filling her. She stills for a moment, startled by the chill, then he grips her hip and moves into her and that momentary chill is gone, erased by his warmth and his body and the sharp blaze of desire that catches her breath. She closes her eyes, drops her head back against his chest.
Zack won't let her rest, though, won't let that flame die. He slides into her himself, into the wetness he's made for her with a faint grunt of satisfaction. She opens her eyes to catch the expression on his face, all hot desire, and moans again when he thrusts forward, pushing her back onto Felipe.
Felipe's hands rest soft and warm on her hips; Zack reaches up and frames her face with his arms, bracing himself against the wall. She lifts her legs over his hips and holds on, arching between them, her chemise shifting and sliding on her body, rasping over her nipples, Felipe solid and warm behind her, Zack a warm live heat above her, the flame inside her growing and growing as Zack moves and Felipe holds her until she cries out from the heat of it all, from the aching twisting feeling inside her that winds her up and up and up until...
It bursts inside her. She cries out again and sinks back onto Felipe, almost weeping from the intensity of it all. He wraps his arms around her and holds her tight against him; Zack gives a few short, ragged thrusts and bends over her with a groan, resting his head against her breasts as he spasms within her.
Felipe is still hard inside her, but she knows she needn't worry about it; Zack will take care of it, or Felipe will himself, but later. Now all she needs to do is rest between them, embraced and cherished, safe.
She closes her eyes and relaxes into them, warm all over.
Title: Warm
Story: In The Heart - Fairy Tale AU
Colors: Lust 13 (erotica).
Supplies and Materials: Frame, eraser (fairy tale AU), acrylic (Come on baby just party with me/Let loose and set your body free/Leave your situations at the door -Family Affair; Mary J. Blige), feathers (I will always find you.), chalk (I never believed in forever), pastels (romance).
Word Count: 845.
Rating: NC-17.
Summary: She's cold.
Warnings: Nope.
Notes: Somebody else's prompt for the Sex Is Not the Enemy ficathon inspired me, so here's my last-minute fifth entry. Prompt is NSFW.
She dreams of snow drifting silent over her body, of frost rimming her eyes and lips. The ice creeps over her until she wakes, weeping with fear, the tips of her fingers cold and numb, and for a dreadful moment she thinks she is still lost, still frozen inside her body while another, crueler being looks through her eyes.
Then her husbands stir beside her, an arm stealing over her waist, a hand stroking down her side. "Summer?" Zack asks, his voice thick with sleep. "Are you all right?"
"I'm cold," she whispers, and they both know what that means-- Felipe pulls her close against him, tucks her head beneath his chin. Zack rolls over and wraps his arm and leg over both of them, his breath warm on her neck, his body solid at her back. She closes her eyes, rests for a moment, lets herself sink into them.
But her fingers are still cold, her body still shaking. She opens her eyes and says, almost begs, "I'm so cold."
Zack shifts behind her, and she knows they are looking at each other, over her head. Then Felipe bends down and lifts her chin and kisses her, soft and gentle, like the pressure of sunlight on her skin. Zack shifts and slides his hands between them, rests them large and warm on her belly for a moment before one moves up and the other down.
Her chemise moves and crumples between them, coming to rest somewhere around her waist. Felipe lets his hands drift down to rest on her waist, gentle as the kisses he leaves on her mouth, her cheeks, her forehead, her chin. He is so gentle with her, always; he knows how fragile she is.
Zack knows too, but he is different; he tests her limits, pushes her over her private edge and catches her when she falls. He's resting his mouth on the back of her neck now, easy, while his hands are busy between her legs and on her breast. She's never noticed how rough the fabric of her chemise is before, never known how good the rasp over her nipple could feel. She feels Zack smile against her neck when she moans.
Her body is warming now, from a fire kindled between her legs where Zack's hand is stroking, stroking. But she's still cold at her core, still shivering just a bit.
They both still for a moment, her boys, then Felipe's hands are turning her over, pulling her snugly over and against him until she's lying atop him, looking up with parted mouth at Zack rising over her. She lifts and parts her legs and he settles between them, but does not enter her, not yet; instead he reaches between them again and goes on stroking, lowers his blonde head to her chest and takes her nipple into his mouth, soaking her chemise and making her arch up into him. The heat grows, spreading to her chest, up her neck.
Felipe, meanwhile, has been busying himself with the bottle they keep by the bed; a minute later he slips cool slick fingers between her buttocks, stretching and filling her. She stills for a moment, startled by the chill, then he grips her hip and moves into her and that momentary chill is gone, erased by his warmth and his body and the sharp blaze of desire that catches her breath. She closes her eyes, drops her head back against his chest.
Zack won't let her rest, though, won't let that flame die. He slides into her himself, into the wetness he's made for her with a faint grunt of satisfaction. She opens her eyes to catch the expression on his face, all hot desire, and moans again when he thrusts forward, pushing her back onto Felipe.
Felipe's hands rest soft and warm on her hips; Zack reaches up and frames her face with his arms, bracing himself against the wall. She lifts her legs over his hips and holds on, arching between them, her chemise shifting and sliding on her body, rasping over her nipples, Felipe solid and warm behind her, Zack a warm live heat above her, the flame inside her growing and growing as Zack moves and Felipe holds her until she cries out from the heat of it all, from the aching twisting feeling inside her that winds her up and up and up until...
It bursts inside her. She cries out again and sinks back onto Felipe, almost weeping from the intensity of it all. He wraps his arms around her and holds her tight against him; Zack gives a few short, ragged thrusts and bends over her with a groan, resting his head against her breasts as he spasms within her.
Felipe is still hard inside her, but she knows she needn't worry about it; Zack will take care of it, or Felipe will himself, but later. Now all she needs to do is rest between them, embraced and cherished, safe.
She closes her eyes and relaxes into them, warm all over.
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Wonderful job!
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Thank you!
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I can so see them all smooshed together in the covers and it is so adorable.
Also, hot. Going from that up there to the guys looking at each other and then, oh, have mercy on me, sweet bringing of the *sizzling noise*.
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Thank you!
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Gorgeous.
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Thank you. <3
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also I love your icon. Yay Hamlet!
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