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([personal profile] alexdraven Nov. 7th, 2004 11:34 pm)
A tiny smutlet, because I was missing Kael and Jem



His waist arches in my hands and I swallow his cock, pressing it against he ridged roof of my mouth with my tongue and riding out the motion of his hips. Angel of my heart, but this is heaven. Here in our bed, each others arms, only skin and sensation and sweet sounds that are not quite words. He is delicious. Hot and sweet and musk and salt on my tongue. His heat inside me and his nails on my shoulders. My tongue flickers over the ridge of his head, teases the line of gathered skin pushed back below it and he screams. It's hard to smile with my mouth stretched wide, but I can’t resist chuckles that vibrate through him and make him gasp. He curls around me, stomach flexing under my fingers. His hair is a curtain between me and the light. There is only silken heat and motion and breathing that spills clearer than any charm words and my finger tips just brush his sweet spot and his lungs freeze and he pulses in my mouth. So close, but I swallow down my own enthusiasm and tighten the hand curled around his base and call him back. His thighs brush against mine, hips lifting and body twisting, and still his lips have lost their words. There is no other power that feels this good.

From: [identity profile] orenda.livejournal.com


For a split second there I thought someone on my flist was posting Jem and the Holograms smut. Oh, how I miss that part of my childhood. Of course, back then it was relatively smut-free, even in my twisted little head.
But then I read this, and was not dissapointed. Frustrated, perhaps, and missing the BF terribley, but not dissapointed.
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