Where the Wild Things Are
Title: Where the Wild Things Are
Prompt: #5 Fur
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 308
Title: Where the Wild Things Are
Prompt: #5 Fur
Author: Cricket
Disclaimer: I’m just playing with Joss’ toys, but I promise to put them back when I’m done
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 308
Today she is a tiger, smooth and sleek and powerful. She hunts her quarry through the jungle of cargo crates, silent and unseen. He tries to elude her, crouching low and attempting to out maneuver her by anticipating her movements, but she’s too smart for him and easily manages to corner him, pinning him up against a metal wall in the shadow of a large wooden crate.
She subdues her victim and prepares him for consumption by removing the inedible parts, his clothing and shoes torn haphazardly from his body. She sighs in contentment as she runs her hands over his pelt. While she admires his fur, she does not regret that she has none of her own. Her claws and teeth are enough for her.
Next, she tenderizes the meat, rubbing firmly along muscled thighs, stomach, chest and arms and lovingly caressing the coarse hair that covers his body. Her mouth waters at the anticipation of the meal and she’s impatient to taste his flesh. Dropping her head down to his neck, she licks and nips her way across his body, enjoying the salt of his skin exploding across her tongue.
All too soon the fantasy is broken as Jayne groans in frustration and pulls her up his body to kiss her deeply.
“Baby, this is torture,” he whispers breathlessly in her ear. “I love playin’ these games with you, but you gotta understand how hard it is to not move when you go so slow.”
River smiles lovingly down at him and grasps his erection where it twitches between their bodies.
“Yes, my Jayne. I know how hard it is.” Her voice is low and teasing while she straddles his body and sinks down onto him.
“But tomorrow,” she moans out as he slides into her, “you can be the predator and I’ll be the prey.”
Prompt: #5 Fur
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 308
Title: Where the Wild Things Are
Prompt: #5 Fur
Author: Cricket
Disclaimer: I’m just playing with Joss’ toys, but I promise to put them back when I’m done
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 308
Today she is a tiger, smooth and sleek and powerful. She hunts her quarry through the jungle of cargo crates, silent and unseen. He tries to elude her, crouching low and attempting to out maneuver her by anticipating her movements, but she’s too smart for him and easily manages to corner him, pinning him up against a metal wall in the shadow of a large wooden crate.
She subdues her victim and prepares him for consumption by removing the inedible parts, his clothing and shoes torn haphazardly from his body. She sighs in contentment as she runs her hands over his pelt. While she admires his fur, she does not regret that she has none of her own. Her claws and teeth are enough for her.
Next, she tenderizes the meat, rubbing firmly along muscled thighs, stomach, chest and arms and lovingly caressing the coarse hair that covers his body. Her mouth waters at the anticipation of the meal and she’s impatient to taste his flesh. Dropping her head down to his neck, she licks and nips her way across his body, enjoying the salt of his skin exploding across her tongue.
All too soon the fantasy is broken as Jayne groans in frustration and pulls her up his body to kiss her deeply.
“Baby, this is torture,” he whispers breathlessly in her ear. “I love playin’ these games with you, but you gotta understand how hard it is to not move when you go so slow.”
River smiles lovingly down at him and grasps his erection where it twitches between their bodies.
“Yes, my Jayne. I know how hard it is.” Her voice is low and teasing while she straddles his body and sinks down onto him.
“But tomorrow,” she moans out as he slides into her, “you can be the predator and I’ll be the prey.”