Title: Music
Author:
unna_rainchaserRating: NC-17
Genre: Smut, romance
Pairings:Tora/Nao
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Somewhat just another scene. Inspired by
little_witch27.
Rainchaser's Archive ______________________________
To Nao, sex was like playing drums.
It was all about rhythm, strength, stamina and, of course, love.
Pick a quick rhythm, hard thrusts and it'll be over soon. Like a short intermezzo in the morning with breathy kisses and sheets being kicked off in a haste before getting up to work, having no time left and the little they had was lost in a heated moment.
Choose your tempo to be accelerando, to increase, to build up until none could hold back any longer. To start with a kiss, at best with Tora pressing his back against the hotel room door, slowly peeling clothes off, continuing with the both of them on a king sized bed to spend what's left of their energy on sex.
But the best was just like this: a day off, starting with waking up next to each other knowing there won't be any rush. Kisses beneath the shower. A generous breakfast. Tekken duels on the living room floor in nothing but pajama pants.
Just the right moment a kiss would be spiced with a gasp as an arm encircled a waist. It would be slow. Maddeningly slow. Hushed words of endearment would caress just like the fingertips exploring skin, soft lips tracing them.
It would take hours, teasing and touching bodies and souls, men losing themselves in each other's eyes and embrace. Morendo. Risoluto. Ma non troppo. Striving. Resolute. But never too much.
Smoothly they'd fit into each other, tasting arousal on the tip of one another's tongue, giving in and seizing the day.
And it would be back, that overwhelming feeling he had felt as he had slept with Tora the very first time, taking over his every senses. He was falling for him over and over again. So was Tora for Nao.
Some years ago someone had told him that you're a good drummer once you can play quietly, when you can hold back.
To Nao, it was just like making love.
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Thank you, Eileen. I hope it's not too weird.
Sorry for using random tempo-words, I have the feeling I screwed them up XD.