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Fuzzy Wuzzy 7 - Sculpture - Reimaging - Retouch – Glitter
Name: Kana
Title: Brushing Hair
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Fuzzy Wuzzy 7 Brushing hair
Supplies and Styles: Sculpture - Reimaging - Retouch – Glitter (Apology)
Word count: 474
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She doesn’t like him touching her hair
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
He kisses her neck gently. His fingers moving over her body. Caressing her sides, his thumbs gracing her breasts. Smiling when he hears her soft intake of breath. Slowly he lets his hands travel down again, gently squeezing her hips, before moving up again. His lips join the movement, searching her earlobe, gently biting it. It makes Freya grasp. A moan escapes her when at the same time his hand palms her breast. Her head flips backwards a little and she arches up to his touch.
Smiling he sees how she bites her lips when he lets her nipple roll between his fingers. “Oh.” Her mouth stays open in a silent moan while he moves his lips and tongue back to her throat.
Nick feels how she brings her hands up, letting them move over his back, nails scraping his spine lightly, before she buries her fingers in his hair. Making sure he keeps his mouth occupied with her neck.
Her eyes are still closed and she moans again when he moves his attention to her other breast.
“Hmm…”
Nick lets his free hand travel up, fingers caressing her cheek and hovering over her lips. Smiles when she tries to catch his finger with her mouth.
"Ah..."
His smile widens when he hears her gasp when he sucks her neck, leaving a mark he knows she won't mind.
His hand moves further, fingers running over her neck, touching her ear, before burying themselves in her hair. It's a movement that makes Freya flinch and pull away. He looks up at her in surprise, wondering what is wrong. The look of pain and vague even fear, is enough to get him worried.
"Don't. Please. Just don't..."
For a couple of seconds she lets their eyes meet. Before she turns her head away, for one reason or another not able to keep his gaze. It make him even more worried.
"Freya?"
He knows she can hear the concern in his voice. He knows it makes her feel a little guilty. But he can't help it. He is worried...
"I'm okay. It's nothing. Really. Just. Don't do that. Not for the moment."
Her hand takes a hold of his, gently guiding it away from her head and back to her side. It's all he needs to understand what she's talking about. They both know she'll probably lose her hair soon.
Nodding once, Nick places soft kisses all over her face, letting his hand run soothing circles over her side and belly.
He thinks he hears her whisper a soft "sorry", but she gives him no time to respond when he lifts his head. Her lips firmly on his. Demanding. Tongue licking his lips, begging for entrance, which he - of course - grants without hesitation. She just needs reassurance. And he's more than willing to give it.
Title: Brushing Hair
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Fuzzy Wuzzy 7 Brushing hair
Supplies and Styles: Sculpture - Reimaging - Retouch – Glitter (Apology)
Word count: 474
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She doesn’t like him touching her hair
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
He kisses her neck gently. His fingers moving over her body. Caressing her sides, his thumbs gracing her breasts. Smiling when he hears her soft intake of breath. Slowly he lets his hands travel down again, gently squeezing her hips, before moving up again. His lips join the movement, searching her earlobe, gently biting it. It makes Freya grasp. A moan escapes her when at the same time his hand palms her breast. Her head flips backwards a little and she arches up to his touch.
Smiling he sees how she bites her lips when he lets her nipple roll between his fingers. “Oh.” Her mouth stays open in a silent moan while he moves his lips and tongue back to her throat.
Nick feels how she brings her hands up, letting them move over his back, nails scraping his spine lightly, before she buries her fingers in his hair. Making sure he keeps his mouth occupied with her neck.
Her eyes are still closed and she moans again when he moves his attention to her other breast.
“Hmm…”
Nick lets his free hand travel up, fingers caressing her cheek and hovering over her lips. Smiles when she tries to catch his finger with her mouth.
"Ah..."
His smile widens when he hears her gasp when he sucks her neck, leaving a mark he knows she won't mind.
His hand moves further, fingers running over her neck, touching her ear, before burying themselves in her hair. It's a movement that makes Freya flinch and pull away. He looks up at her in surprise, wondering what is wrong. The look of pain and vague even fear, is enough to get him worried.
"Don't. Please. Just don't..."
For a couple of seconds she lets their eyes meet. Before she turns her head away, for one reason or another not able to keep his gaze. It make him even more worried.
"Freya?"
He knows she can hear the concern in his voice. He knows it makes her feel a little guilty. But he can't help it. He is worried...
"I'm okay. It's nothing. Really. Just. Don't do that. Not for the moment."
Her hand takes a hold of his, gently guiding it away from her head and back to her side. It's all he needs to understand what she's talking about. They both know she'll probably lose her hair soon.
Nodding once, Nick places soft kisses all over her face, letting his hand run soothing circles over her side and belly.
He thinks he hears her whisper a soft "sorry", but she gives him no time to respond when he lifts his head. Her lips firmly on his. Demanding. Tongue licking his lips, begging for entrance, which he - of course - grants without hesitation. She just needs reassurance. And he's more than willing to give it.
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