(There's kind like...nsfw vibes but it's not like that? It does have references to it tho.)
(oH and Satan_Incarnate_666!!!)Rough fingers tenderly brushed across his pale collarbone, the warm fingertips caressing in a worshipping manner. Brushing across every inch as if it would disappear tomorrow morning, nails softly digging into certain parts at a pause. Gently, the tanned hand rose to his neck, nails scratching gently upwards till a pause at the top of his throat. A soft shiver was the only response, the large hand a familiar feeling on his throat. Only this time it was a gentler touch, fingertips dragging downwards, almost like kisses.
The tanned hand moved upwards again, now a gentle cupping of his jawline. The touch said so much more than anything else could, but was soon gone as soon as it came. Said hand wasn't gone for long; after all, there was so much more to silently worship. No light touched the room, but the touches scatersd across bfelt like light to that area. Soon the callused fingers reached back to his face yet again, a thumb running along his bottom lip.
A nightly ritual. It never lead to anything beyond a kiss or two, and never was delayed because of other nighttime activities that often had such loving worship. No, this was innocent as it could be. And of course it wasn't just for the paler of the pair; as soon. The second the rough fingers pulled fully away, slender fingertips would caress and worship every inch of the other's body. After that would when they'd both settle to sleep, limbs tangling in a battle to cling onto the other.
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Mormor Oneshots
FanfictionYep, these fuckers are back. Took a break from writing 'em, figured somethings out, and got at writing them. As always requests are open, smut is not on this account tho. Enjoy