A Kiss For Inspiration

“Prompt me.”

He looks up from his netbook and gives me a questioning look.

“I don’t know what to write about. Give me a situation, perhaps?”

There’s a bit of a silence before he stands up and walks over to me.


He leans over and claims my mouth, kissing me fiercely.

His beard scratches against my soft skin, but I like it.

His mouth feels like home.

He kisses my neck, leaving marks from his facial hair.

I moan, arching back against the bed.

All too soon it’s over.

He stands up and my head lolls against his stomach.

“Okay. That’ll do.”


(author’s note : I realize that this is quite a short post, so to make up for the lack of wordage, here’s a dancing Pikachu.)

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  1. It might be short but it’s oh so sweet and sexy…

  2. There can never be enough kisses!


  3. singer-dreamer-lover

     /  December 3, 2012

    Nice post! Where did you find the Pikachu? Love it!


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