[FIC] - White Canvas - Shou/Saga - NC-17 - Oneshot
Title: White Canvas
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Porn Love making.
Pairings: Saga/Shou
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene of making love.
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Oh, how he wished to stop time from going on and on, to draw this out, this very moment, this pleasure.
Saga, beneath him, his elegant pale skin shining in a dim light, petite salty pearls adorning his chest like the most filigree jewelry. Those petal shaped lips, reddened from shared kisses tasting heady on their tongues, how they pursed before parting to set free a rich moan. How Shou loved that voice, that very voice with all it's rare, alluring sounds.
He bent down to claim another kiss, licking temptation off Saga's tip of his tongue, sharing breath, his hair sticking to the other's forehead, curling up. Shou pulled back, pecking Saga's nose, smiling, savoring the sight of perfectly shaped brows creasing in delight.
Saga blinked his eyes open, looking up at his lover, reaching up to place his hands over Shou's shoulder blades, his finger fanning just before his eyes rolled back and his neatly trimmed nails dug into skin, another sultry moan completing the picture as Shou hit that deep inside of him. Hands moved downwards, over shoulders, trying to hold onto upper arms, to hold back, to stay just like this, with Shou moving oh so slowly and oh so deeply, soft kisses and whispered words of endearment.
A scene of making love on whitest sheets like a canvas, yet it shall never be captured in a still moment.
It has to end to begin anew.
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I never intended to write this down, I rather would have liked it to stay in my head like a daydream forever and ever.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Porn Love making.
Pairings: Saga/Shou
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: A scene of making love.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
Oh, how he wished to stop time from going on and on, to draw this out, this very moment, this pleasure.
Saga, beneath him, his elegant pale skin shining in a dim light, petite salty pearls adorning his chest like the most filigree jewelry. Those petal shaped lips, reddened from shared kisses tasting heady on their tongues, how they pursed before parting to set free a rich moan. How Shou loved that voice, that very voice with all it's rare, alluring sounds.
He bent down to claim another kiss, licking temptation off Saga's tip of his tongue, sharing breath, his hair sticking to the other's forehead, curling up. Shou pulled back, pecking Saga's nose, smiling, savoring the sight of perfectly shaped brows creasing in delight.
Saga blinked his eyes open, looking up at his lover, reaching up to place his hands over Shou's shoulder blades, his finger fanning just before his eyes rolled back and his neatly trimmed nails dug into skin, another sultry moan completing the picture as Shou hit that deep inside of him. Hands moved downwards, over shoulders, trying to hold onto upper arms, to hold back, to stay just like this, with Shou moving oh so slowly and oh so deeply, soft kisses and whispered words of endearment.
A scene of making love on whitest sheets like a canvas, yet it shall never be captured in a still moment.
It has to end to begin anew.
______________________________
I never intended to write this down, I rather would have liked it to stay in my head like a daydream forever and ever.