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One on One
by Tarchannon
Thwapp – the sound of skin on skin.
Beat. Beat. Shudder. Beat.
“Hey!”
Smirk.
A flash of yellow cloth, black hair, white grimace.
“You ready, chere?”
“Oh, yeah!”
Beat. Shudder. Squeak. Slap.
“Oh!”
“Heh heh..”
Shift. Shudder. Shift. Shudder.
“Mmmmppph!”
“Ah!”
Sweat on sweat, black eyes on red eyes.
Pound, pound, brush, pound.
“Ooooh!”
“Oui!”
Tongue extended, gleeful grin.
Pound, arc, strain, lift, release.
Swish.
“Dammit, Remy. No powers.”
“Didn’t use m’ powers, chere.”
Copper strands brushed back behind one ear.
Grin, nod, swagger, drink.
A fierce grin from the shade.
“Take that as a lesson, Jubes - ain’t nothing like Gumbo.”
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