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"Bandit: A Love Story" -- 4c/? -- F!DB/M!Bandit
Date: 2013-01-29 11:39 pm (UTC)He caught the hem of her undershirt, fiddled with it. His hands brushed against her bare belly as he did so, and her breath caught in her throat. Roliand smiled, and tugged it up. She raised her arms, let him slide it up and over her head. He was careful as he pulled it off her right arm, guiding it so the fabric wouldn’t catch and tug at the wrapping the healer had left.
His hands were on her hips once more, catching the fabric of her pants and pulling them down. She stepped out of them and kicked them away.
Roliand’s hands feathered up her sides, touching her gently, teasing her until she was pressing into him, desperate to feel more. He was still clothed, too clothed, really. She did what she could with her left hand, tugging his shirt up, exposing the hard muscle of his abdomen. But it was hard; undressing herself would have been difficult, undressing him was impossible.
He caught her hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it, and then stepped back. She watched as he undressed himself. Another man might have teased her, drawn it out, but he moved quickly, the rapid rise and fall of his chest and the unmistakable lump in his pants showing her why.
As he stood naked before her, and she once again appraised his body, she became certain that she could never get tired of seeing him this way. She ran her good hand along his torso, tracing the pattern of scars. She came to one on his ribs, traced her fingers along it, he shivered.
Her good hand ran along his belly, and caught his erection. She stroked along it, reveling in the way his breathing shifted. She leaned into him, her breasts brushing his chest. His hands gripped her waist, his fingers digging into her. She tilted her head up, offering, and he seized her mouth in a desperate kiss.
“Kathryn,” he groaned, and this time it was her turn to shiver. His hands clenched tighter, his fingers pressing bruisingly hard. She nibbled along his neck, alternating harder bites with soft kisses, until he was lifting her up and laying her back on the bed.
His hand slid along her body until he found that spot between her thighs. His fingers stroked her, catching the sensitive nub and teasing it until she, too, was gasping. Her hand on his erection stilled, the mechanics of stroking him too difficult for her brain at that moment. He plunged one finger into her, his thumb still working her clit, until she was sobbing out a litany of “please, please, please.” He moved in, captured her nipple in his mouth, and filled her with another finger and that was enough. She climaxed, clenching down on his fingers, gasping and crying out.
He rolled onto his back, and tugged her until she straddled him. He smiled up at her, that predatory smile that she was beginning to love. She lowered herself onto him slowly, until he was fully inside her. She held the position, then lifted herself still slowly. He made a noise, and then tugged her down, so she was on her elbows, her cheek brushing his. He kissed her quickly, and then braced her hips with his hands and began to move.
She gasped, a series of small moans escaping her with each thrust. His movement grew erratic as he began to thrust in earnest, and then he was pressing her onto him and murmuring words she couldn’t begin to comprehend as he climaxed inside her. His hands stayed on her hips, holding her in place for a moment longer. She stayed, her lips brushing along his jaw in a series of kisses until he relaxed.
She rolled onto the bed beside him. He tugged her close once more, and fell asleep.
Kathryn lay there in the dimness of the room for a few more minutes, contemplating Roliand. She was well aware that things were quickly becoming far more complicated than she had bargained for when she’d met him again just yesterday, but she wasn’t sure she could muster the energy to care.
She snuggled closer, pulled the blankets over them both, and let herself drift to sleep.
Re: "Bandit: A Love Story" -- 4c/? -- F!DB/M!Bandit OP
Date: 2013-01-30 04:44 pm (UTC)Re: "Bandit: A Love Story" -- 4c/? -- F!DB/M!Bandit
Date: 2013-01-30 06:37 pm (UTC)Re: "Bandit: A Love Story" -- 4c/? -- F!DB/M!Bandit
Date: 2013-01-30 06:45 pm (UTC)