Moved by a sudden impulse

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

Soh was lost in his green eyes, in too far to back out now. There would be time to untangle everything later, when he wasn’t braced between her naked thighs, kissing her as if every moment might be their last.

There was no hesitation as she murmured her request, and she cried out wordlessly as he entered her in one slow, smooth motion. Gods, he felt good. This, whatever this was, felt good. And didn’t she deserve to feel needed, to be wanted? They’d both borne enough in their shoulders, hadn’t they? This little slice of happiness, of desire - it was no less than they should accept, after the relatively shitty hands they’d been dealt.

He pressed her closer, palm pressed to her spine, and as he began to move, sparks lit behind Soh’s eyes. She was all too aware of every point at which they touched: his hand on her back, her arms over his shoulders, his lips crashing against hers, her thighs bracketing his hips. She rolled her hips in time with his thrusts, breath catching in her throat and whimpers of building pleasure escaping as she began to climb slowly towards her inevitable release.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again