Fan Fiction ❯ The Words We Ache to Say -- Volume X ❯ Crash ( Chapter 4 )

Warnings:

NC-17. Sex and lots of it. This one has a plot! o.O *lol* Not really . . .

Beware.

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This poem is an original, born of my own insanity and teen-age tension. As far as I'm concerned, it's my best one. It was "his" favorite too. Not that it makes a difference, but I think it's also the longest one. *shrugs* I could be wrong.

Yup, there are still more of these poems. -_- Like the others, this was made to "quell the urges" as well as to shock a private collection of fans. You know who you are. ^_~

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*chuckles* Arigatou to Masquerade for the email! ^_~

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The words we ache to say . . .

. . . become the words we ache to hear.

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Crash

An original poem by Duo no Tsuin

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We watched the last rays

Of the setting sun disappear

Behind the infinite rows of mountains.

I love sunsets and clouds of

Color, such as those.

Pinks, reds, purples, oranges, and yellows.

The west had seemed ablaze,

But little did we know,

So were we about to be.

My head was against his shoulder

With my hair spilling across his shirted chest.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightening

Flashed in the west,

And not a moment later,

So followed the crash.

We started to walk

Back to the house,

When down came the rain.

It soaked right through

Everything which we wore.

Our fire was still going,

And the dancing flames were inviting.

We sat in front of the fire

To kill the initial coldness.

I looked at him.

His wet long sleeve shirt

Clung snugly to his body.

I hadn't noticed was watching me.

I only then noticed

How my thing blouse and bra

Did nothing to hide my breasts.

My nipples were aroused by the cold

And the closeness of us I had just noticed.

He looked at me with such longing

And I knew I had to look the same way to him,

For I wanted him so much.

A lock of my wet hair was hanging close to my eyes.

His hand came slowly to my face,

Tucked it behind my ear,

And lingered on my cheek.

He caressed my cheek slowly,

Then down my neck,

Across my uppermost chest,

And finally down to my breasts.

He gently caressed each nipple,

And only made them more alert.

I shivered and pulled back.

He said suddenly, "I should get you

Out of that wet shirt,

Before you come down with hypothermia."

Sternly, "I can d- do it - myself,"said I,

But when I attempted to undo the buttons

My hands shook.

"You're shivering" he said concerned.

He took my hands in his,

Held them up to his face.

And blew lightly against them.

My hands burned not from the heat of his breath,

But from his touch, and softness of his breath.

He stopped and held them against his cheek,

Rolled them over to his mouth and kissed them.

He moved closer to me,

So close our noses barely touched.

He let go of my hands

And went back to my cheek,

Touching it lightly

And then moving to my lips.

He ran his fingers light ly over them,

Until I could feel them burning.

The burning only intensified

When lips met lips.

The kisses were first slow and gentle,

But soon became more fevered and hungry.

Lips to lips in a deep embrace.

Tongue to tongue in ferocious duel.

My hands, not needing to be guided any more,

Soon went around his neck,

Bringing us closer together.

I felt my nipples against his chest.

They wanted to be needed and touched,

Just as much as the rest of me.

I began undoing us shirt,

Even before he went for mine.

When my hands pushed if off his shoulders

I felt the skin of the arms I wanted to hold me.

We tossed our shirts aside

And he began to unhook my bra.

His hands expertly guided the straps

Over my shoulders and down my arms.

When our naked flesh touched.

We both marveled at the feel of us together.

We quickly undid the jeans

And soon the barriers beneath.

We slowed our kisses

And merely began

To touch, hold, and explore.

I then took the offensive

Before he could even blink.

I broke our kiss

And began to indulge in the taste of him.

I kissed around his mouth,

Went down his neck,

And had to almost push him

To get him to lie down.

I laid slightly to the side of him.

I began kissing his neck again,

Went down to his chest,

And placed innumerable kisses on his flesh.

I went to his nipples,

Kissed, and nipped at them,

And encircled them with my tongue.

When I heard him groan,

I knew he was ready.

I sat up slightly just to look at him.

He looked as if he felt powerless.

The time was perfect.

I went to a sitting position on his thighs.

Now where to run to now.

I looked down and saw what wanted me,

Almost as much as I wanted it inside me.

I came down on him fiercely.

He filled me so perfectly,

I knew it was right.

I began to rock steadily,

First slowly and with each time

I went a nanosecond faster.

His hands were already on my hips,

Guiding me to him.

Rocking with guidance

And guiding with rocks.

I reached for one of his hands,

Slowly brought it up my body,

And to my breasts.

I held it to me as he

Began to tease me

And make me yearn for more.

I began to thrust onto him more and more.

My breathing was through

A widely opened mouth,

And was laced with groans of pure pleasure.

Still we went on.

Faster and faster.

Still we thrust.

Harder and harder.

We don't want to stop.

We can't stop.

Still we go faster and harder.

Him pulling.

Me pushing.

For when both work together

Nothing can phase them.

Our breathing is no longer normal,

But as groans, sighs, and screams.

More screams come.

More sensations come.

More emotions come.

Finally all come with a flash of lightening,

The powerful crash,

And screams.

Silence now.

Except for the drip drops of rain,

The crick cracks of the fire,

And the deep in and outs of breath.

I lay against him.

I am so tired.

I put so much into that

And got so much out of it.

From behind closed eyelids

I hear his exhausted breathing,

And feel his hands gently,

Caressing my back.

I open my eyes

And he's looking at me with a smile upon his face.

I smile back and he kisses me more lightly

Than ever before.

Soon after we fall asleep.

I awoke the next morning

Still wrapped in his arms.

And that is how I'd like

To wake up every morning after that.

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The best of the best.

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Thanks again, Masquerade! You're my only online fan of VolumeX. :) As always send all questions, comments, reviews, rants, and flames to duonotsuin@yahoo.com Or . . . just leave me a little review. I like reviews!! ^_^