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Helen ([personal profile] jianhuo) wrote2015-02-15 11:55 pm
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[dated to February 14]

Valentine's Day has never been all that important to Saffron, though the reasons for that have varied through the years. Most of the time it's been due to bitterness, the belief that everything the holiday stands for is based on lies and deceit. In more recent years, it's been more about the status quo, not needing a specific day to tell people she cares, and not expecting anything out of the ordinary from anyone else. She's never really been the kind of girl who gets the typical boyfriend, the kind who brings her flowers and calls her and takes her to places like the movies and out dancing. At least not until now.

Saffron wakes up the morning of Valentine's Day and not only does she have someone to celebrate it with this year, this time it means something more. One year ago today Church asked her out on a date, on their very first date. It seems so long ago and yet not long at all. She's not expecting anything special today, nor does she have anything particularly elaborate planned herself. For Saffron, it's more than enough to spend the day with the man she loves, and right now, she doesn't see any reason to get out of bed where she's warm and comfortable in his arms.

Shifting a little closer to Church, she snuggles against his chest and presses a kiss to his jaw.
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[personal profile] memoryisthekey 2015-06-15 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)

"Fuh-huck." Words were definitely not happening. Not while I can look down and see those beautiful lips on my cock. Holy shit having a body is great sometimes. Like, fucking awesome.

And I am not gonna last long like this. Nope, not gonna happen, I've been too pent-up for too long. "Babe-" I tug at her hair a little, hoping she gets the point before I completely lose it.

[I FOUND THE THING! I'm so sorry.]

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[personal profile] memoryisthekey 2015-07-12 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)

I can't answer with words, so instead I pull her to me, kissing her hard and starting to roll so I can lay her out on her back. Much as I'd like to watch her ride me, I want something harder. Faster. Something I control. Not very fucking progressive of me, but the woman has a knack for bringing out the caveman in me. Fuck, any guy with a cock, I imagine.

To whit, the guttural growl that's as close to speech as I'm able that comes out as I kiss my way down her neck and chest, finding the hard nipple of her breast and nipping at it before gently teasing. I don't want to hurt her, but maybe I want her just a little as crazy as she's making me.