miraculous sins

another jerking off story

He couldn't help it. She was so close and smiling so nicely. She was just so beautiful. He closed the distance, pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her sweetly. It took two heartbeats. One for him to doubt. Two for her to respond

His shorts were pushed down around his thighs, only far enough to free his straining erection which he fisted frantically. Sweat trickled down his back, tracing a rapidly cooling line through the centre. Shuddering with his head thrown back, pressed into the fencing crest above his bed and feet tangled in the dark blue sheets. He didn't notice the silhouette that cast him into shadow but he nearly jumped out of his skin when a knock at the window broke the silence.

His left hand jerked away as his right frantically grabbed for whatever it could to cover himself. Green eyes snapped wide open and cast about frantically, chest heaving both from his earlier exercises and the shock.

When the world settled into focus she was standing on his windowsill.

Or at least, her toes were perched delicately on the lip of the grey frames that held the sheets of glass in place. One hand was pressed against the glass, the other fisted, paused mid knock. She seemed to have been looking for him too as her gaze only just settled on him.

His heart nearly stopped when she smiled.

The muscles in his cheeks had him smiling dazedly back before his brain had really caught up.

The effect of the interruption on his turgidity was rapidly being overturned and he hastened to correct his state of dress in as subtle a manner as he could manage as he rolled out of bed to great her.

She looked resplendent, head to toe in red and dotted all over with black spots. Shining eyes and glossy hair reflecting the moonlight that had her backlit and had cast the long shadow that reached all the way to his bed.

"Ladybug," he breathed by way of greeting as he flung open one of the few moving panes.

"Adrian," she smiled, "I'm so glad you're safe." She took the unspoken invitation. Falling like water through the narrow gap and landing with soundless grace. His mouth had gone dry when her hip had brushed his shoulder in the decent.

"O-oh of course, yes I'm safe, why?" words tumbled out, the site of her was still doing things to his brain and...well...maybe she wouldn't notice in the dark.

"Just an illusion, but I wanted to check just to be safe, sorry if I woke you," she smiled brightly and his heart thundered in his chest.

She was only a step away.

"Well," she fidgeted a little, "I best go," she reached for the window pain.

"Wait," he grasped her free hand and she looked at him, "Ladybug wait."

"What is it Adrian?"

"Does anyone ever thank you?" he was still holding her hand. "Because I-I want to thank you." She hadn't pulled away.

She cupped his face, "That's very sweet," she smiled. He swallowed the lump rising in his throat.

He couldn't help it. She was so close and smiling so nicely. She was just so beautiful. He closed the distance, pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her sweetly.

It took two heartbeats.

One for him to doubt.

Two for her to respond.

She melted softly against him, hands at his collar bone as his arm snaked around her waist and the other tangled in her midnight hair. His tongue swept her lips. She opened beneath him, her arms around his neck now. His hands cupped her face, his thumbs brushed her cheeks, grazed the miraculous in her ears as she eased away from him. Her lips were shining from his tongue, swollen and red and every instinct he had begged him to claim them again.