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Sep. 19th, 2008 11:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaHimawari gasped and turned her head to the side when Watanuki pushed into her. It hurt, it really did, but it also felt good. "Himawari-chan?" Watanuki hovered over her, concerned and breathtaking. His skin was a pale white with a hint of yellow and shadows of blue. It was like milk spilled on a yellow countertop. Himawari gave Watanuki a shaky smile, and reached up to brush his hair out of his face. His hair was slightly damp to her touch, Watanuki had been sweating with nervousness before they began, and then he had begun to sweat from arousal and exertion.
"I'm fine, Watanuki." She gasped, and Watanuki smiled. Watanuki leaned down to kiss her, and the movement caused him to shift inside of her. "Oh!" It felt good, not good like eating a piece of candy or cake, but more like the warmth that came from having eaten one of Watanuki's meals. Himawari felt full, and glowing, and perfect.
"Himari-chan?" Watanuki stroked down her body, his hands hovering just over her skin, just over the scars Himawari had taken from him. Watanuki had not asked about them and she was glad. "Are you sure you're alright?"
Behind Watanuki's shoulder Himari could see the hovering face of Doumeki, and she smiled.
"I'm perfect, Watanuki." She placed her hands on his shoulders, his bare, bony, perfect shoulders. "Please… do that again."
"I'm fine, Watanuki." She gasped, and Watanuki smiled. Watanuki leaned down to kiss her, and the movement caused him to shift inside of her. "Oh!" It felt good, not good like eating a piece of candy or cake, but more like the warmth that came from having eaten one of Watanuki's meals. Himawari felt full, and glowing, and perfect.
"Himari-chan?" Watanuki stroked down her body, his hands hovering just over her skin, just over the scars Himawari had taken from him. Watanuki had not asked about them and she was glad. "Are you sure you're alright?"
Behind Watanuki's shoulder Himari could see the hovering face of Doumeki, and she smiled.
"I'm perfect, Watanuki." She placed her hands on his shoulders, his bare, bony, perfect shoulders. "Please… do that again."
