dear_vera: (breathe you in | Melbourne)
Pfc. Robert Leckie ([personal profile] dear_vera) wrote in [community profile] crypt 2012-06-01 02:21 am (UTC)

The more Summer moved, the more she set his body on fire, making his breath come in shuddering, quiet gasps as she rocked against him - once in particular harder than before, making him bite his lip and let out a quietly strangled sound and how fucking good it felt to have her moving against his lap. He nuzzled his way more and more eagerly down her neck, lips pressing slow, wet kisses to every inch of skin they found before he reached her shoulder and buried his face against the crook of her neck for a moment, trying to get a handle on his ragged breathing. He wanted more, too, but he didn't know exactly how to go about it - yes, he knew the mechanics, but he also wanted to keep touching her, to keep rocking against her, he wanted everything at once and he wasn't any more sure than she was how something like this was supposed to progress. All he knew was that he felt so damn good, and that she felt so good rocking above him like that, making him slide one hand down her side and around to curl his fingers against the small of her back again before pressing his palm flat against her skin, trying to help her rock against him, to give them both a little more.

The action made him gasp, eyes fluttering as he pressed his lips to her shoulder. "How are you - I mean..." Was he supposed to ask when she wanted more? Would she even know when she was ready? He felt ready, he felt like he'd never been more ready for anything in his life, but at the same time he wanted this moment to last forever, wanted to drown it in and drown in her so that he would never have to face the rest of the world again. "Should we try - more?"

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