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Fic crossposted to Ceitfianna
Jan. 10th, 2009 01:10 amOlder!Tiwa and Ben Wade set in Milliways Bar and Ben's West, warnings for implicit sex.
Dancing with the Wind.
Ben’s never seen eyes like hers before, they’re so dark and green and don’t seem to fit the young woman who possesses them. She laughs at his admiring glances, moving with a swift grace as she takes his hand,
“Dance with me.”
Normally he wouldn’t dance, not quite something he feels right comfortable doing but with her in his arms he finds himself moving. She keeps smiling, teasing and grinning so he feels like he’s somehow got a bird lightly held in his arms not a woman though she’s clearly a woman.
He likes the way she sounds like the ocean and matches her with his molasses smooth voice, never missing a moment until she rises on her feet to kiss him. Now usually Ben likes kissing first but she moves quick and he’ll never complain when a woman kisses him with that sort of passion and interest.
Somehow she convinces him to take her through his door, he tries to remember how it happens but around her he feels like he’s chasing the wind who kisses him at times. The robbery is simple well was supposed to be simple but a Pink showed up and with a shot and her hand in his, they were gone.
First time he had a clue what a tumbleweed felt like being blown about by the wind but she smiled at him again when they found a hotel and he got lost in her kisses. Now stealing his hat was a little unfair but he felt only fair to reward her for being that much quicker than him, he’d never laughed so much when making love to a woman.
Dancing with the Wind.
Ben’s never seen eyes like hers before, they’re so dark and green and don’t seem to fit the young woman who possesses them. She laughs at his admiring glances, moving with a swift grace as she takes his hand,
“Dance with me.”
Normally he wouldn’t dance, not quite something he feels right comfortable doing but with her in his arms he finds himself moving. She keeps smiling, teasing and grinning so he feels like he’s somehow got a bird lightly held in his arms not a woman though she’s clearly a woman.
He likes the way she sounds like the ocean and matches her with his molasses smooth voice, never missing a moment until she rises on her feet to kiss him. Now usually Ben likes kissing first but she moves quick and he’ll never complain when a woman kisses him with that sort of passion and interest.
Somehow she convinces him to take her through his door, he tries to remember how it happens but around her he feels like he’s chasing the wind who kisses him at times. The robbery is simple well was supposed to be simple but a Pink showed up and with a shot and her hand in his, they were gone.
First time he had a clue what a tumbleweed felt like being blown about by the wind but she smiled at him again when they found a hotel and he got lost in her kisses. Now stealing his hat was a little unfair but he felt only fair to reward her for being that much quicker than him, he’d never laughed so much when making love to a woman.
