Title: A Pleasure to Burn (1/1) 				
Author: fran58 
Rating: R
Feedback:  Of course <g> to fran58@WonderHorse.net
Distribution: Wherever -- just let me know.
Spoilers: None
Summary: Just a little smoldering.

Thanks to Pacquin for the beta.  See?  It didn’t hurt as much as
you thought it would.


A Pleasure to Burn

If you were going to play with fire, you had to be prepared 
to burn.

She knew this.  It had been her mantra.  Unlike some of her
friends, she had never lamented over errant lovers.  She'd had
her eyes wide open.  She'd walked away merely singed.

This fire was different.  This fire burned her strangely, leaving
marks deep under her skin where only she could detect them.  

They caused a curious ache.

At night in the newly made bed, when he touched her, she
could feel these scars pulsing.  When he ran his hand over her
thigh and his tongue over her breast, the ache spread
throughout her body until she shuddered with it.

She thought the fire might go out, in time.  The aching would
diminish and the burns would heal.

It never happened.

One body on top, one uncerneath.  The crush of his chest
against hers, the brush of his skin against hers.  Muscle pulling
against muscle, tendons straining, his teeth found their way to
her shoulder and she no longer cared how much the burns
hurt. 

The world blinked out as the roar of euphoria filled her ears.

This was the friction that fed the fire, the thing that burned her
so badly.

Anyone else would call it love.

End

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