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feredarStory: Kiss
Year: N/A
Characters: Taz, Dallu
Warnings: Sex
Taz kicked the door to her cabin shut behind them, her arms twined around Dallu's neck, mouth on his, heavy and wet and sweet. She broke off long enough to push him over onto her bed, then joined him there, tugging impatiently at the ties on his shirt. This is takin' too long. Hers had come off so easily--one twist and down, and he'd long since learned how to work her breastband and so she was fully free and ready and his stupid clothes--
She spotted a knife on the wall and snatched it up, cutting him free. She tossed it aside when she was done, hearing the dull thunk as it got caught in the door or wall or who even cared, Dallu was finally naked beneath her.
Grinned, she bent forward and claimed his mouth, feeling his hand finding her breasts and biting down slightly at the pleasure of it. His other hand slipped around her waist, pulling her close.
She resisted, holding back, wanting to draw this out as long as she could, exploring his mouth for the umpteenth time and still finding new tastes, new textures, new moments to savor.
Long strands of her hair had worked free of the braid somehow, and after an achingly sweet moment, she stopped resisting, falling down onto him, into him, moving from his mouth to his chin, his neck, his ear.
She felt him shudder with release, a few seconds before she followed, then she fell forward onto him. She kissed him one last time, then rolled to the side and rested her head on his shoulder, her hand on his chest, feeling his heart rate gradually return to normal. She felt a little breath of contact on the top of her head, and smiled.
Year: N/A
Characters: Taz, Dallu
Warnings: Sex
Taz kicked the door to her cabin shut behind them, her arms twined around Dallu's neck, mouth on his, heavy and wet and sweet. She broke off long enough to push him over onto her bed, then joined him there, tugging impatiently at the ties on his shirt. This is takin' too long. Hers had come off so easily--one twist and down, and he'd long since learned how to work her breastband and so she was fully free and ready and his stupid clothes--
She spotted a knife on the wall and snatched it up, cutting him free. She tossed it aside when she was done, hearing the dull thunk as it got caught in the door or wall or who even cared, Dallu was finally naked beneath her.
Grinned, she bent forward and claimed his mouth, feeling his hand finding her breasts and biting down slightly at the pleasure of it. His other hand slipped around her waist, pulling her close.
She resisted, holding back, wanting to draw this out as long as she could, exploring his mouth for the umpteenth time and still finding new tastes, new textures, new moments to savor.
Long strands of her hair had worked free of the braid somehow, and after an achingly sweet moment, she stopped resisting, falling down onto him, into him, moving from his mouth to his chin, his neck, his ear.
She felt him shudder with release, a few seconds before she followed, then she fell forward onto him. She kissed him one last time, then rolled to the side and rested her head on his shoulder, her hand on his chest, feeling his heart rate gradually return to normal. She felt a little breath of contact on the top of her head, and smiled.