FMA - Abuse of PowerEven from here, I could hear the groaning, that struggling sound of sweet need to follow direct orders, and it brought a wicked little smile to my lips. Quick, short pants echoed in the air, rang so true, sounded so perfect that they drew my eyes even when I tried to look away. The sound of his curses made my throat work a purr that vibrated through my body, made my lashes dip down half-way, made his back straighten.FMA - Abuse of Power11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I watched with greed as his body moved, that spine arching, that golden hair dipping forward as he jerked back and forth while on those delicious mismatched hands and knees. The sweat was dampening his brow, rolling down to his jawline, and for a moment, it made him glisten like rays of sun sneaking through open patches of a cloudy sky.
"You missed a spot."
He looked up at me with hate in his eyes, burning and twisting, enough to crucify me where I sat on my chair. "Fuck you," he muttered, before moving to the portion of the floor my fingers