LOTS - CARA/KAHLAN

Dream

seven_3_oh (Amanda)

Title: dream

Author: seven_3_oh (amanda)

Pairing: Cara/Kahlan

Fandom: legend of the seeker

Rating: NC–17

Word Count: 907

Summary: pwp. Challenge: use no names, no dialogue, no external detail.

Disclaimer: “Legend of the Seeker”, its characters, and the situations depicted on the show are the property of ABC Studios, Disney, et all, as well as Terry Goodkind. This story cannot be sold or used for profit in any way. Copies of this story may be made for private use only and must include all disclaimers and copyright notices.

Date: 07222010

Dream

seven_3_oh (Amanda)

Hands roamed over her skin, bringing her from the edges of sleep. The dream she had been surrounded in was so warm and safe. But the hands brought her twisting and tingling back to reality. Accepting some consciousness she knew she lay on her side, facing the secure stone wall of this room, facing away from the woman behind her. The woman who’s reaching and possessive hands were sliding over her skin. Strong hand touches turned into the whispered caress of fingertips along her ribs, her side, down over her hips to the sensitive skin of her stomach, pulling deep hissing breath through her teeth. Rolling over, she slowly opened her eyes, looking into the fiery green of the woman beside her. Feeling her own eyebrow rise in question, the Mord–Sith smiled, before dipping her head down to place soft, feathery kisses to her cheek, neck. A warm wet tongue sneaked out, to trace from her neck to behind her ear, making her back arch off of the feather bed slightly. The hands resumed their journey, mapping out the skin of her shoulders, the angles of her collarbones, before coming to rest side by side, as each hand cupped a large, firm breast. The knowing hands manipulated flesh, thumbs reached and traced lightly over darkened nipples that began to tighten and harden beneath them. Her lover shifted her body closer while trailing kisses back across her neck. She was becoming lost under the light kisses, and she was rolled onto her back. The weight of the other woman settling on top of her was more real, more grounding than what she had been dreaming. Breathlessly she questioned her Mord–Sith by her name, and was shh’ed before strong lips claimed her own, silencing anything further. Nipping lips, teeth pulling at her, before she felt her bottom lip traced by a pink tongue. Raising her head up, she took control of the kiss, pulling the tongue into her mouth, sucking it slowly, releasing, and then sucking again, as she flexed her hips up into the body above. She loved the taste of her mouth, and craved it irrationally. This was one such time where she couldn’t get enough. As her hands moved across the pale soft skin to cup the tight backside of her lover, she released her tongue, and chased it back into her mouth, moaning low when she was engulfed in the taste of her. It made her salivate. It made wetness drip from her. Hands came around to cup either side of her head, and the kiss was taken back over by the woman above her. The kiss changed, and her mouth was filled with a hunting tongue. It rolled over her upper teeth, and her hips jerked off the bed again, while she pulled the backside in her hands down. Both women groaned, feeling the other’s center as they pressed together. Without thought she opened her legs wider, and her lover shifted slightly. Pulling away from the kiss they each looked at each other. Blue eyes meeting green, gazing deep inside of the other, and then they began rocking. Their arousal mingled, their centers twitched at being so close to the other’s heat, the swelling and the aching. She needed more, had to have more. Moving her right hand from where her fingers were digging into the soft flesh of her backside, she trailed her fingers down over the hip, to the thigh, and used those long fingers to wrap around the muscle. As she continued to thrust up into her, as she continued to stare into those burning eyes that haunted her, she pulled her lover’s thigh up and over her own, while raising her opposite leg and shifting on her side, slightly. The eyes above her darkened as they widened, as the feeling of wet hot naked skin met its match. Her own eyes widened then closed, so she could concentrate on feeling. The arousal of her lover coating her, and hers was doing the same. The delicate brushing of lips against lips, and then their rocking motion became a grinding as their swollen flesh met and screamed at both for release. She threw her head back into the pillows, feeling her center shuddering and pulsing, the sweat bursting from her skin above her lip, her forehead. She couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop until she felt her Mord–Sith’s release, felt her coming and painting her center. Her name was panted, and she groaned, feeling the tempo being increased by her small, strong lover. She was commanded to open her eyes, and taking a deep breath did so. The gaze she met penetrated her completely, and the orgasm she was holding back tensed her muscles. Feeling the wash of fluid as her lover came against her, seeing the look of rapture on her face, pushed her over the edge as well. They came together, and still rocked, still slipped against each other, coating and covering. She slowed the rocking of her hips, licked her lips and let her arms fall to the bed beside her. Taking a few deep breaths, her lover thrust once more with a smile, and then fell upon her body, placing her cheek just above her right breast. She felt her eyes wanting to close, and engulfing her lover in her arms, allowed them to. Just as she allowed the sound of her rhythmic breathing to lull her back to sleep.

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