rose petals // multifandom one-shots

°•★where moon can't see☆•°

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┊         ┊       ┊   ┊   ˚♡ ⋆｡˚  ❀ heavy content, nsfw
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┊         ┊       ☪⋆.   She yawned, movie they were
┊         ⊹.  watching was boring, she thought she was
✽ ⋆      ┊ .  ˚.  going to fall asleep then and there. Her
˚✧ friends seemed to be really strongly interested in the movie, that much, that half of them were sleeping and other half was watching with one eye open. So to sum up, the movie was trashy. That's why she decided to get up to her room, to spend her time in her own space, not surrounded by sleeping people or zombies. Her steps were quiet, almost impossible to be heard, so when she entered her room, he didn't notice her at first. It took him a long second to acknowledge that she indeed was in there. At first, he felt her cold hands on his back. The moon was brightening it up, actually, it was brightening his all form, just laying on a large bed. He was awake, just resting his body on a soft mattress, drinking a sight of a beautiful night which was happening outside of the window. She started drawing circles just little above his hip bone. Little goosebumps came through his body. So he turned to her, face to face, focusing on her eyes. Now he saw a moon in her eyes. The most beautiful thing in the word. She whispered something, he heard it, but he focused on her moving lips. It seemed she said something about everyone sleeping because of a shitty movie one of their friends chose. So, what now? Will they just lay there and look dumbly at each other? Or will they curiosity win against their will and they will taste each other like their were the last possible meal on the earth? Love is there to be shown. So he softly kisses her, she kisses him back, hugging him to her cold body. Such a soft show, little kisses, one after another spiced up by some need. More want. More lust. Isn't it normal in every human being? The curtains stayed open, lighting up all the bare skin that has appeared in the scenario. Every kiss marked down bare skin on each body, leaving a sweet little bruise, no matter where, only matters that it is there. Just a little love touch up. It was all soft, calm and silent. Every move and every touch. Strong hands bring smaller body closer to bigger one, shoving it in the place that it needed to be, just for pleasure. Then again, soft touch. Brush of a hair, putting it in a little bun. Then there is a movement. Steady, seems very balanced. Then there are some sounds. Silent sounds. Little moans and praise's. Not too loud tho. Nobody wants to wake up the moon, right?