|alisanne (alisanne) wrote in snarry100,|
@ 2007-01-29 04:41:00
|Entry tags:||challenge 42: favorite body parts, fairyniamh|
Original poster: fairyniamh
Title: Best Parts
Word Count: 100 X 10
Rating: R to NC17
Warnings: Rimming, Oral Sex, OOC, sex
Challenge: 42, Body Parts, snarry100
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Only took them out to play for a bit.
He came to me and confessed his feelings toward me. Really I should have never looked into his eyes, if I hadn't I would have been able to throw him out, as would have been proper. Alas, however I did.
I was stunned to see hope, lust, peace, honesty, and trust in his lovely emerald green gaze.
I was weak against them, Who would not be? What had I done to deserve these emotions playing through the young man's eyes? It would have taken a saint to refuse this gorgeous entity his request and offer of virginity, and I am no saint.
I slowly remove his shirt and place my hands over his heart. I am confused and amazed at the strength that I know is under my palms.
This young man who has been though so much pain and suffering in his short life still has the ability to love and hope, open and honestly. How can he still be so open after all the horrors he has seen?
How I envied him for that, yet I also cherished his gift all the more for that very same reason.
His eyes may have captured me, but it was his heart that kept me.
I run my hands down his chest to his abdominal muscles. I can feel them quiver as I touch them gently.
Flat, hairless, and tanned. All I can think to describe them in my mind is perfect and all mine. No one has ever had this pleasure.
They look so delicious that I decide I simply must taste them. I slowly drag my tongue over them and moan. I can see and feel his breath hitch and speed up as I do this.
I slowly dip my tongue into his navel, thrusting in and out mimicking what I will later do elsewhere.
My tongue travels down past his hips to his Quidditch toned legs. Never before have I seen more tone and sexy legs. I gently kiss and rub them to help him relax and get used to being touched before I rid him of his troublesome virginity.
I can not wait to have those legs wrapped around me while I pound into him. But I will wait and I will make him wait as well. I will make him beg and crave my touch. I run my hands slowly to his feet and even slower back up and to his bum.
I quickly place a pillow under his round tight bum. I look and cannot resist tasting him. I swipe my tongue over his entrance. He is so responsive so beautiful. I reluctantly remove my tongue and stretch him as quickly and thoroughly as I can without causing injury or pain.
When I deem him ready I slick up my erection slowly push in past the tight ring of muscles stopping to let him adjust. After what seemed like forever I was fully sheathed and pounding into him.
As I neared orgasm I looked down and could only think, 'I love you.'
His mouth is an utter torture device. He can slice me to ribbons or turn me into putty.
He is feeling cruel, his mouth makes me cry in pain and pleasure, begging him for more.
When he finally tires of my neck and nipples he slowly travels south nipping, biting, and sucking.
I feel like I am losing my mind. There can be no greater sin nor joy than this man's mouth.
"Please, Please." I beg as I feel his mouth ghosting over my aching erection.
Finally he gives into my begging and pleading and wraps his mouth around my leaking needy erection.
I was wrong. OH SWEET CIRCE I was wrong. His tongue, yeah his tongue is one hundred times more sinful than his mouth.
I had no idea it could feel like this. Or that anyone was willing to put his tongue 'there'.
"More, need more." I manage to groan as his tongue swiped over my entrance.
I can feel him push his tongue into me. I lose all control over what I can say as I feel him push further into me.
I have died and gone to heaven. there is no way anything on earth can feel this good this right.
Really why had I never paid more attention to his fingers? If I had I would have known that his fingers were the deadliest torture device he had.
I barely noticed when he first breached me with his long and slender finger. All I could think was 'more.' It was just, wonderful!
After inserting a second finger I could feel him searching for something in me, I just couldn't figure out what. As soon as he smiled and crooked his finger I found out why.
I feel his fingers pull out of me and smile. I can hardly wait for what's next.
I wish I had seen his erection to describe it, but I didn't. His hips though. Oh Merlin who would have thought that hips could be so sexy?
Slender and slightly bony, they were the perfect place for me to put my hands for a more sturdy hold of him. It also gave me the chance to let him know without the words how I wanted and needed him.
All the time he was pounding me into the mattress I wanted to be able to suck his hips, mark them so he could look in the mirror and know he was taken.
I hadn't even bothered to look him in the eye till it was close to over. How had I not seen those beautiful obsidian eyes before?
So full of emotion. I watched in utter rhapsody as his emotions played out thru his eyes. Lust, need, fear, and hope. How did I ever have the gall to think this man cold and emotionless?
It was the look of love in those eyes that finally pushed me over the edge into orgasm.
I said the only thing I could think of as I lay there spent, tired, and happy "I love you too."