Strawberries & Cigarettes

Chapter 15

TW: minor sexual content ahead.

Now now, hold your horses, you horny devils. The scene isn't too graphic or explicit because... Well, you'll see! ;)

(Don't worry, this isn't how I'll actually write the smut scenes lol)

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May 17, 2015

Blue eyes.

Blue, empty eyes look back at her, his head hovering in between her legs.

The color that collects in his eyes darkens, slowly traveling down her naked chest and belly, stopping on her aching heat.

His devilish stare entices her breath to hitch, and goosebumps erupt across her skin from head to toe.

A hand of his smooths up her leg to land on her inner thigh, spreading her more for better access.

Her heart accelerates at his action, the only noise she hears in her ears.

His touch on her skin feels like fire as if he ignited the flames to contrast and burn along the sins they want to commit.

It's a suitable burn for her craving skin, and a scorching lust swims in his eyes when he wets his thin lips with his pierced tongue.

Her eyes observe the diverse tattoos inked on his forearm with his rolled-up black sleeves, sweat balming on his forehead and neck.

She admires his rugged features, his nose piercing glinting under some sort of dimmed lighting.

And her hips shift against the cushioned bedding to try to get desired friction, wanting nothing more but to get closer to his face.

A low, aroused groan leaves his parted lips and his other hand ascends to settle on her pubic bone, his thumb ghosting over her bud.

He holds her exposed body down when she squirms her hips again, a stomach-stirring smirk spreading on his lips.

They speak in muted words.

His raspy voice doesn't speak to her, and she doesn't hear herself speak to him either.

The atmosphere stays too silent, only her rapid heartbeat and his heavy breathing against her sensitivity clusters the air.

He darts his pierced tongue out and leans in to graze the spot that throbs for him, his stubble tickling her skin.

She feels the warmth of his tongue with the little metal ball of his piercing drag a long swipe up her heat, his nose brushes along and stimulates her further.

Her back instantly arches off of the sheets from the contact, but suddenly her surroundings turn pitch-black in seconds.

Aurora slowly flutters her tired eyes open, but her hand quickly covers her vision from the blinding light of the new day.

She shifts her body to turn to her side, the black cat plushie from Coraline staring back at her, judging her in a way.

And then it hits her.