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Poem: A Private Moment

Written for IYHed....definitely IK

A Private Moment

He pressed his hand against hers,
felt the way hers pressed against his,
so smooth over his hard palm,
so small –
he closed his hand over hers,
the white claw tips
standing like guardians
against all who might threaten.

Her free hand touched his cheek,
ran gently across the soft skin,
a finger brushing gently over his lips,
feather light –
his lips parted, kissing it as it moved –
then her fingers traced his jaw,
past the flat skin where others have ears
and he shivered at her touch
as her fingers slipped into his hair.

“Look at me,” he whispered,
and he lost himself
as her head tilted up
in the blue-gray storminess of her eyes,
and his hands, moving on their own,
drew her body,
warm and real and bare
against his own,
and his lips, forgetting how to speak,
plundered her mouth.

And as he pressed her to the floor,
covering her with his want
and his need, and his hardness,
and as she wrapped her legs around his thighs,
she smiled at him and whispered,
“Aren’t babysitters wonderful?”
and kissing him hard,
proceeded to demonstrate just why that was so. 



( 2 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 26th, 2010 03:14 am (UTC)
Missed these so much. The feelings. The images. Just great. BTW ffnet hit counter is down again.
May. 26th, 2010 04:03 am (UTC)
Of course...It's been down most of the month at Fiction Press, ff.net's original fiction site, but it just went up again last night...

I've been going back the last day or two and rereading my stuff...trying to see what else needs to be said, and I got to admit, I miss'em too...Although I am enjoying my contemporary fics as well...

It doesn't have to be one or the other. I have room in my mind for both. I just sort of needed a recharge on what to do next, I think.

Edited at 2010-05-26 04:04 am (UTC)
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