Untitled, Unsung: Devil ficlet
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sparklebutchTitle: Untitled, Unsung
Fandom: Brimstone or Original
The devil tastes of lust and sulphur and regrets, red hot and quiet smoking black. Temptation is his eyes, his fingers, trailing so delicately on naked, damp skin, it's his tongue when he speaks, but when his mouth lands on yours, when the kiss is real, no turning back, that's when you can taste the ashes.
He whispers sweet nothings in your ears about sin and about flames, and you worried you'd shout out the wrong name but now you understand, now, under his hands, eyes open in the kiss but his mane of hair obscures your vision - you understand that oh god is the last thing on your mind.
Fandom: Brimstone or Original
The devil tastes of lust and sulphur and regrets, red hot and quiet smoking black. Temptation is his eyes, his fingers, trailing so delicately on naked, damp skin, it's his tongue when he speaks, but when his mouth lands on yours, when the kiss is real, no turning back, that's when you can taste the ashes.
He whispers sweet nothings in your ears about sin and about flames, and you worried you'd shout out the wrong name but now you understand, now, under his hands, eyes open in the kiss but his mane of hair obscures your vision - you understand that oh god is the last thing on your mind.
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Date: 2007-03-04 02:13 am (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2009-09-04 01:34 am (UTC)Lyrics on the side box.