the usual suspects
short fiction + even shorter update
Here is a SHORT, SWEET1 vignette of Sasha and Killian committing sins of lust, but with their usual dynamic swapped (an idea generated by prompt lists and dice rolls orchestrated by yours truly in an attempt to befriend her ADHD brain). UNEDITED AND UNPROOFED — ENJOY.
P.S. gosh mental health work/recovery is so fucking hard and i’m going so insane but hey, at least i’ve never looked hotter doing it so, y’know. i’ll take it.
Sasha straddled me, her knees pressing into either side of my waist, her hands pinning my wrists above my head. She lowered her mouth to mine with languid, liquid grace, lips brushing across mine as I started, essentially, to hyperventilate beneath her.
“Tell me, Kills,” she whispered, then skated her teeth along my jaw and tightened her grip on my wrists hard enough to hurt — and then some.
I opened my mouth in a silent involuntary scream, eyes squeezing shut at the pain of my bones grinding together. I forced down a breath, looked up into Sasha's venomously green eyes and thrilled with the heat of her gaze. It felt as good as I'd imagined — and then some.
“Tell you what?” I managed, murmuring hoarsely into her hair as she started kissing my neck.
She didn't answer immediately, but I felt her smile against my skin — and then there was the bright, hot, unmistakable pain of her fangs tearing me open. It was unexpected, without warning, and of course Sasha had drunk my blood so many times before, but all of those times she'd asked, and I'd had some measure of control, but now —
The pain lessened a touch as her fangs retracted from my skin, and then her mouth was on my neck, hot and wet and, oh god, she was moaning as she drank my blood and ground her hips into mine, and that made me half-gasp half-sob with a desperate, burning lust that was only a single-digit percent cut with terror.
“Tell me how long you've wanted this,” she said when she was done, her body pressing down on mine. One of her hands held my wrists together over my head. The other was wrapped around my neck, and stained with my blood.
I had wanted this for so long, wanted her like this for so long, that my vision went briefly white at her words.
and by sweet i mean mildly-very (depending on your personal life) kinky :) and sweet too. in my opinion. tell me yours!