guiltyred (guiltyred) wrote in kinkfest, @ 2007-09-04 18:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | a: guiltyred, f: weiss kreuz, p: farfarello/nagi, september 04 |
Weiß Kreuz (Farfarello/Nagi)
Title: Daydreams
Author: GuiltyRed
Rating: R
Warnings: masturbation
Word count: 273
Summary: One watches the other, and fantasizes.
Prompt: September 4 – #26. Weiß Kreuz, Farfarello/Nagi: Silk/satin – “His skin was like silk bathed in satin sweat.”
I watched him sleep, fitful in the summer heat, his skin like silk bathed in satin sweat. I breathed in the scent of him until I was drunk on it.
How many times had I stood there at his doorway, watching him while he was at his most vulnerable, his most open? In sleep, his face is always calm, showing no sign of the immense power slumbering within. Were he to wake and take offense, I could well be dead before two heartbeats passed – but he did not wake.
I wondered what he would think if he knew how I watched him? If he knew that I stroked my own skin and imagined I was touching his – feather-light, as though caressing the most delicate of rice paper?
I wondered what his skin might taste like. Sea-salt? Linen? Leather?
Would he taste like me? Not really planning to do so, I licked the palm of my hand – taste of paper – and slipped it beneath my waistband. I gasped softly, the noise not enough to escape my throat, for I imagined I was touching him. I squeezed gently but deliberately, tugging slightly, until I stiffened; then I began to stroke, my mind placing me at his bedside with my hand down his trousers, stroking him.
I bit my lip to muffle sound as I came, too soon, too hard. My senses spun before settling back into their orderly patterns, and still he slept.
One day, I should have to gather up the courage to taste him. Until then, I would have to watch, hoping against reason that he might just wake up and catch me.