Oblivion
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Original - Misc › -FemSlash - Female/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,296
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Oblivion
Oblivion
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: Slight mature content, yuri/shoujo ai, original.
This is an original work; the characters belong to me.
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Soft hands stray over my skin; from my neck to my breasts.
A kiss; gentle but firm, placed on my lips for what seems to be an eternity.
Pulling back; breath on my neck and hands on my hips, caresses that feel both forbidden and pure all at once.
Duality. Sensation. Perfection.
I moan.
Fingers teasing over my stomach as others lace into my hair and those rose lips join mine again, swallowing any other noises I could make as the palm brushes my thighs, settling between them.
Tugging; my legs parted slightly as hips slip between, our bodies touching all over.
Skin against skin.
Body to body.
Hair like silk covers like a blanket. A shield against the rest of the world; giving privacy and protecting the intimacy that only we can share.
Eyes that are reminiscent of precious gems look over my bared skin; seeing my flaws and attributes laid willingly as though my body were a gift. I give it.
A smile that I have never seen before; filled with warmth, causes my heart to flutter. Just for me.
In these moments, all I can feel is the love between us. The world’s scorn, my struggle to get a job, and even our arguments are all nothing to me beneath her fingertips. It’s like she is a kind of drug; the effects of our love and desire for one another making me oblivious to anything else.
She is my everything, and she tells me that I am her universe almost every day. The world could be destroyed tomorrow, but as long as I have her with me then I will not care, not notice; too wrapped up in my feelings to pay attention.
I only concentrate on her.
And that smile tells me she knows it.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: Slight mature content, yuri/shoujo ai, original.
This is an original work; the characters belong to me.
--
Soft hands stray over my skin; from my neck to my breasts.
A kiss; gentle but firm, placed on my lips for what seems to be an eternity.
Pulling back; breath on my neck and hands on my hips, caresses that feel both forbidden and pure all at once.
Duality. Sensation. Perfection.
I moan.
Fingers teasing over my stomach as others lace into my hair and those rose lips join mine again, swallowing any other noises I could make as the palm brushes my thighs, settling between them.
Tugging; my legs parted slightly as hips slip between, our bodies touching all over.
Skin against skin.
Body to body.
Hair like silk covers like a blanket. A shield against the rest of the world; giving privacy and protecting the intimacy that only we can share.
Eyes that are reminiscent of precious gems look over my bared skin; seeing my flaws and attributes laid willingly as though my body were a gift. I give it.
A smile that I have never seen before; filled with warmth, causes my heart to flutter. Just for me.
In these moments, all I can feel is the love between us. The world’s scorn, my struggle to get a job, and even our arguments are all nothing to me beneath her fingertips. It’s like she is a kind of drug; the effects of our love and desire for one another making me oblivious to anything else.
She is my everything, and she tells me that I am her universe almost every day. The world could be destroyed tomorrow, but as long as I have her with me then I will not care, not notice; too wrapped up in my feelings to pay attention.
I only concentrate on her.
And that smile tells me she knows it.