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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Quark my dear
    #9
    TIERNAN

    Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.

    I don's miss the way her breath is released in a sigh. I don't miss the building heat between our bodies, even if I am sure it is more on my end than on hers. Many long years of yearning, wanting, but never being able to have, to cherish, to love, gave me a little more heat, a little more hot.

    Her eyes catch my own, searching, but I'm not quite sure what she is searching for. I've had years to keep my love for her hidden, to keep our relationship to what she wanted, what she needed. Years to squash my feelings down into exactly what she needed, even if I was burning for her on the inside for so long. Do I feel it, this heat burning between us? Oh gods, yes. I have felt heat and burn and fire for her for a long time.

    Her lips lingering on my neck, dragging towards my jaw. I can't help the way my eyes drift close and a soft groan, a sigh of breath that I release. I can't help the way her bold touch releases some part of what I felt for her. My body curls towards her automatically and my eyes open just as her lips touch the corner of mine.

    That is all it takes for the fire I have been keeping to a smolder to roar to life inside me. I pause, the intensity of it surprising me. And it's that pause that causes her to turn away in embarrassment. It's that pause that makes her think I don't want her when I have wanted her every damn day since I met her.

    "If I want?" I say as my lips touch her cheek, and then her neck. "I've wanted for a long time." I say as my teeth follow the path I had just made with my lips. The air around us hot and thick. "So no, mo chroi...I will not pretend. Not any more." My brogue thick with that heat as it falls from my mouth.



    Messages In This Thread
    Quark my dear - by Tiernan - 07-25-2016, 08:10 AM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Quark - 07-25-2016, 09:21 AM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Tiernan - 07-25-2016, 09:41 AM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Quark - 07-25-2016, 10:21 AM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Tiernan - 07-25-2016, 08:05 PM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Quark - 07-25-2016, 10:41 PM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Tiernan - 08-01-2016, 03:59 PM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Quark - 08-01-2016, 06:32 PM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Tiernan - 08-02-2016, 06:47 PM
    RE: Quark my dear - by Quark - 08-02-2016, 10:43 PM



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