Sanguine
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,520
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Sanguine
A/N: Ahahaa.... I'm a horrible person, really. Watching Spy Kids 2, and I write this. Me is.. so going to hell, yare. Children's movies make me want to write pr0ny things. Go figure.
Sahen-centric, my original character of Maelstrom and Pain (Which I don't have up on here), inspired by one specific line in Maelstrom:
"He looked back fondly on his fifteenth birthday, when he lost his virginity in the backseat of a car to a woman 15 years his senior."
So, uhh.... Not for kiddies. At all. Bwahahaha.
Called Sanguine because... err... Sex makes your cheeks flush?
Warnings: Adult Themes, Adult Language, Err... Underage sex as well, I just realized. Huh.
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Oh god, it was… it was hot, and oh god, warm and tight and he’d never felt anything like it before. She was on top of him, hips pressed tight, him in her, and she was moaning and… and, it felt really fucking good, so who was he to protest that the bruise on his knee was being hit? Vaguely, in the back of his mind, he thought that when one was having sex for the first time, it should not be in the back seat of an old buick, covered in dirt and sweat and blood-not-his-own, but Sahen had never really been one to dwell on things much.
He would much rather just go along for the ride (And oh, what a nice ride it was). He had won the fight and now he was getting his reward or something, in the form of smoky half-lidded eyes and hands in places that he really hadn’t ever had them before. So what if he didn’t know her name, “Oh, fuck, that feels good…” was all the endearment she seemed to need, especially since she responded by twisting her hips just like… like, oh god, that.
He probably should have been really uncomfortable, since he was dirty and gross, clothes pushed out of the way and he was pretty sure his ass was sticking to the seat of the leather. But he still had the roaring and screaming of the crowd in his head, and he could feel flesh under his hands, so why the hell should he give a damn, because he was someplace warm and tight and he was lightheaded, and had lost more than a little blood, why the hell should he care? He was getting tighter and she was moaning, and it felt really fuckin’ good, he was getting higher and he could feel himself about to fall, oh god, oh god.
She moved again, just pushed her hips tighter to his, and gave a moan, stiffening and tightening, her teeth set in his shoulder (Vaguely, he wondered how his opponents blood on his body tasted), and then he was lost and falling, thrown over an edge as he pumped him to his last inside her, and all he could really think was, damn that felt good, and that this almost beat fighting.
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End A/N: Ahaa... Tell me what ya think, yes?
The working Title was 'Sahen's First Screw'.
Alternate rejected titles were Sweet Fornicational Sweat' and 'Slipping on Friggin' Semen.' Lovely, ni? XD
Sahen-centric, my original character of Maelstrom and Pain (Which I don't have up on here), inspired by one specific line in Maelstrom:
"He looked back fondly on his fifteenth birthday, when he lost his virginity in the backseat of a car to a woman 15 years his senior."
So, uhh.... Not for kiddies. At all. Bwahahaha.
Called Sanguine because... err... Sex makes your cheeks flush?
Warnings: Adult Themes, Adult Language, Err... Underage sex as well, I just realized. Huh.
~~~~
Oh god, it was… it was hot, and oh god, warm and tight and he’d never felt anything like it before. She was on top of him, hips pressed tight, him in her, and she was moaning and… and, it felt really fucking good, so who was he to protest that the bruise on his knee was being hit? Vaguely, in the back of his mind, he thought that when one was having sex for the first time, it should not be in the back seat of an old buick, covered in dirt and sweat and blood-not-his-own, but Sahen had never really been one to dwell on things much.
He would much rather just go along for the ride (And oh, what a nice ride it was). He had won the fight and now he was getting his reward or something, in the form of smoky half-lidded eyes and hands in places that he really hadn’t ever had them before. So what if he didn’t know her name, “Oh, fuck, that feels good…” was all the endearment she seemed to need, especially since she responded by twisting her hips just like… like, oh god, that.
He probably should have been really uncomfortable, since he was dirty and gross, clothes pushed out of the way and he was pretty sure his ass was sticking to the seat of the leather. But he still had the roaring and screaming of the crowd in his head, and he could feel flesh under his hands, so why the hell should he give a damn, because he was someplace warm and tight and he was lightheaded, and had lost more than a little blood, why the hell should he care? He was getting tighter and she was moaning, and it felt really fuckin’ good, he was getting higher and he could feel himself about to fall, oh god, oh god.
She moved again, just pushed her hips tighter to his, and gave a moan, stiffening and tightening, her teeth set in his shoulder (Vaguely, he wondered how his opponents blood on his body tasted), and then he was lost and falling, thrown over an edge as he pumped him to his last inside her, and all he could really think was, damn that felt good, and that this almost beat fighting.
~~~~
End A/N: Ahaa... Tell me what ya think, yes?
The working Title was 'Sahen's First Screw'.
Alternate rejected titles were Sweet Fornicational Sweat' and 'Slipping on Friggin' Semen.' Lovely, ni? XD