Golden (M/B, PG-13)
Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 11:41 pm
Title: Golden
Author: redwinter101
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Moonlight or any of its characters
Note: This was written for a challenge - to write a romantic scene without any graphic sex, focusing on sensuality.
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--- Golden ---
He left a trail of kisses across her. "Wait here." And he was gone, into the bathroom, running water, steam billowing into the chill air. He scooped her up in his arms, delighting in her excited rumble. Through to the bathroom, the glow of candlelight jarringly beautiful in the early morning haze. Holding her against his chest he stepped into the bath, and settled them into the steaming water.
"I've wanted to do this for a very long time," he murmured into her.
"Isn't it too hot for you?"
She felt his smile against her shoulder, "I'm getting used to heat." He teased her neck with his tongue turning her away from him, stroking down her spine. Pouring from a sweetly-scented bottle onto her skin, relishing her gasp and wince from the cold, his massaging fingers worked across her as she moved against him, matching his rhythm.
"That feels lovely."
He pressed close, his hum tickling her skin. She leaned back, pulling his arms around her waist, her head tilted against his jaw, his lips caressing her temple.
"I love Sundays," she smiled. "We can stay here all day."
He laughed, tightening his hold, "Well maybe not all day."
Stroking his arms, revelling in the feel of his now-warm body resting gently beneath her. "I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be." She turned, a slosh of water extinguishing a too-close candle, "And I love that you have a bathtub big enough for two."
Mick teased her hair back from her face, "Mmm, yes, it does have... advantages," pulling her in, smiling his kiss. She moved against him, gently pressing her thumb to his chin, opening his mouth to her, as she curled her knees around him.
She rocked gently, unhurried, savouring the feel of him inside her, his warmth surrounding her, his fingers stroking though her hair.
The soft lapping of water against skin, his sigh of pleasure, the gentle thrum of her heartbeat, these were the sounds of their love, made in a golden, summer morning.
Author: redwinter101
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Moonlight or any of its characters
Note: This was written for a challenge - to write a romantic scene without any graphic sex, focusing on sensuality.
*************************************************************************************************************************************
--- Golden ---
He left a trail of kisses across her. "Wait here." And he was gone, into the bathroom, running water, steam billowing into the chill air. He scooped her up in his arms, delighting in her excited rumble. Through to the bathroom, the glow of candlelight jarringly beautiful in the early morning haze. Holding her against his chest he stepped into the bath, and settled them into the steaming water.
"I've wanted to do this for a very long time," he murmured into her.
"Isn't it too hot for you?"
She felt his smile against her shoulder, "I'm getting used to heat." He teased her neck with his tongue turning her away from him, stroking down her spine. Pouring from a sweetly-scented bottle onto her skin, relishing her gasp and wince from the cold, his massaging fingers worked across her as she moved against him, matching his rhythm.
"That feels lovely."
He pressed close, his hum tickling her skin. She leaned back, pulling his arms around her waist, her head tilted against his jaw, his lips caressing her temple.
"I love Sundays," she smiled. "We can stay here all day."
He laughed, tightening his hold, "Well maybe not all day."
Stroking his arms, revelling in the feel of his now-warm body resting gently beneath her. "I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be." She turned, a slosh of water extinguishing a too-close candle, "And I love that you have a bathtub big enough for two."
Mick teased her hair back from her face, "Mmm, yes, it does have... advantages," pulling her in, smiling his kiss. She moved against him, gently pressing her thumb to his chin, opening his mouth to her, as she curled her knees around him.
She rocked gently, unhurried, savouring the feel of him inside her, his warmth surrounding her, his fingers stroking though her hair.
The soft lapping of water against skin, his sigh of pleasure, the gentle thrum of her heartbeat, these were the sounds of their love, made in a golden, summer morning.
