Shhh…She Might Hear You
Author's
Notes: Written
in “honor” (please note the sarcasm) of Dubya’s Protection
against Porn.
Setting: What Was Lost part 1
Rating: NC-17...run
away now if you're under that age.
Disclaimer: Not mine...If it was, we'd have a Farscape Channel.
Shhh...she might hear you...
You keep telling yourself that as your pulse pounds in your ears. Matching beat
for beat as your dick thrusts harder into her. Hoping...praying that you are
causing her pain instead of the pleasure you can see on her face, in her
strange violet eyes. You don't want her to hear your heart; she can't know that
one place. You can't help revealing the answer to every secret she asks of you,
but she will never know what it truly holds.
You want to tell her everything, but you want her to pay a price for those
answers. You want her to feel pain instead of your sweat slick skin. You want
to slide a knife against her wet clit and thrust upward instead of your cock.
But you can't. The oil makes your own body betray you with desire. It feels as
your head is going to explode if you can't make her scream in pleasure as your
teeth pull against her hard nipples. Your hand squeezes and tugs her other
breast...hard. She likes it hard, she likes it rough, and at this moment so do
you. Because she wants it...commands it of you, and you'll give it to her. You
try and control your breathing, to slow down the sound of your heartbeat,
because she can never really hear your heart.
Originally
posted October 31, 2003