A Fairytale: Endless
Night
By:
gioia_gg
CATEGORY: Angst, General
SEASON/SPOILERS: Season 10 “Unending”
WARNINGS: None
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Many thanks to my beta Isabel, you’re my personal superhero.
AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:
http://gioia-gg.livejournal.com/
It wasn't anything like their first two kisses, though if he had to be honest with himself, it wasn't anything like any kiss he shared before. Their first kiss on the Prometheus had been too sensual, too passionate and for all the wrong reasons, even though during it he had to remind himself why kissing her back was so wrong. Their second kiss had been too tender, too sweet, that for one second he had thought if he had continued to kiss her, he would probably would have broken her as he caressed the tears on her chin.
Their last kiss was something entirely different. It was a flood, an opening of a disastrous flood, putting every damn thing in front, to tear down everything on its way into pieces, filled with their confusing emotions, their frustrations, their desperation and their anxiety. The force of it left no room for anything but the mere moment, and Daniel could not do anything but cling to her like a lifeline as she fell backwards to the bed and he on top of her. It felt like he was actually drowning; drowning in her.
God, he should have been terrified, but instead he felt so alive.
Then, she was naked under the dim light of his room. He had not realized it before, how pale like smoke she was or how her raven hair was dark like the endless night around them; he saw her red like a flame. She tilted her head a little and smiled, and her smile was sharp like blades under the sun, she looked like she knew something, a secret that he probably would not have known in his life, if not for her.
The small, dubious voice in his mind began to scream at him. It was not going to last, she would just break his heart at the end, it was just another game, but he found himself not caring anymore. He was too tired to fight. He knew he might lose her someday, she might break his heart eventually, but at least he was going to have this, this small piece of her. Forever.
She took the last of his clothes off, caressing his skin, making sensual circles with her fingertips like she was trying to make her map of him, trying to mark every inch of him. “Beautiful…” She whispered, approving. He pulled her into his embrace, kissing her shoulder lightly. As she began to moan slightly, her head fell back and left open the soft skin under jaw, his mouth moved over to it, leaving a wet trail behind. As his mouth moved to the south, he could hear her heart beating madly nside her chest.
He looked up to her. “Your heart,” he licked his lips, wetting them a little. “Your heart is beating too fast.”
She moved closer to him, putting her hand on his chin as her head rest over on his shoulders, as she kissed his neck. “Well, you’re close to me.” She said smiling ingeniously.
Now he felt his heart beginning to pound madly in its cage.
He placed his nose against her skin, breathing her in. She smelled like summer peaches and sweet wine. He put his hand at the back of her head, pulling her closer to him because even though they were inches apart, it was not enough. Under her hair he felt her scar, lying on the top of her neck and reaching down over to her shoulders. A furious line, the proof of her past, the proof of why she was so Vala. As he caressed it with his fingertip, she got still for a moment, frozen in time.
“No.” She whimpered as she tried to pull back. “Don’t…please.”
“Shshh…” He said, pulling her back to his hip. “It’s okay.” He chanted over and over again.
He moved his hand over to her breast, covering it with his palm. When he twisted it slightly, she took his hand away and then guided it to south.
“Daniel, enough with foreplay. I need this. I need you. Now.” But it wasn’t his way. He didn’t do things in rush, he took his time, considered from all the angles, but apparently not this time because he was getting as desperate as she was. He put one finger over her opening, controlling her. She was already wet. He put it inside her as she groaned loudly.
“Are you sure you ready?”
She hooked her legs over his hip and looked directly into his eyes. “I’m ready, Daniel.” She groaned softly rubbing herself over his hard cock, wrapping her arms around his neck.
He positioned himself at her entrance, braced his arms on both sides of her head and then thrust himself forward with one shift movement. She arched against him, crying over on his shoulder.
“Be still.” He closed his eyes, hissing through his teeth. God, it had been too long since his last time, and she was so wet, tight and hot, clutching him tightly inside;he was afraid that he would lose it if she moved.
“Daniel?”
“Gimme a minute.”
She began to wiggle her hips a little.
He groaned loudly. “Still not a minute.”
After a while, he began to thrust slowly as Vala tried to keep his pace. She thrusted her hips to his, meeting his thrusts with her owns. Soon their pace grew more frantic, and a hell of lot of more clumsy, as he growled against her neck.
Both of them were now making the most desperate noises, as the sounds of the flesh clashing onto flesh and his groin hitting her thighs clanged around the room. Like their kiss, this also left no room for any technique or any flirtatious game, just the mere moment; just him and Vala, lost in their endless night.
As he continued to thrusting into her, she arched her back reaching out for him, and he pulled her into his tight embrace. Her whole body got tense and when the finally the wave of pleasure washed over her completely, she put her head on his chest and bite his flesh, hard, and he felt his blood running down his body. Her inner muscles clenched around him, fluttering, and the bite on his chest burned. He ducked his head into her neck, coming hard, growling deep in his throat.
After a moment, she fell back on the bed and he fell onto her, crushing her with all his weight. Her legs were still locked around his hips and she wrapped her arms around his neck once more. After a while, when their tremors died slowly, he began to pull himself out of her, but she squeezing her legs tightly around him.
“Don’t go.” She protested with a throaty voice.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then stay…” She whispered.
He stilled his movements, ducked his head into her neck as his heart began to pound madly again inside its cage, for a reason much different than his recent release.
When he looked back at her, she was still as pale as smoke, her hair was as black as the endless nights, and her lips were as red as blood...
She was a flame, and he was a moth, drawn into her center, burning himself...
Like in fairy tales.
** The End **
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