Short ficlets of Esra and Ozan on #AşkMantıkIntikam #EsZan
A collection of short stories and one-shots based on #AşkMantıkIntikam
Chapters with an (M) in the title have more mature content.
Based on the show and fragmans, but with my own spin.
#Bu...
He pressed his growing need against her, he wanted her to know what she was doing to him.
She turned her head away. - shy for a fleeting second. It had been so very long, she didn't know how it would be with him again. But her own frenzied need for him, his throbbing hardness between her thighs, her lips pulsing with the blood that rushed from his fiery kisses, the drugged look of desire in his eyes - it was all too overwhelming. She had to look away.
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He slide his thumb across her swollen lips, turning her face back to look at him - gentle but insistent. He needed her with him through all of it - every re-discovery, every emotion, every wall broken down. He dragged the edge of her lip down with his thumb and she whimpered. He ran his palm down her side, dipping into the curve of her slender waist, then lower to the the round of her behind, stopping for a moment so that she held her breath. He palmed her firm, full bottom in his big hand and pulling her even closer to him - the breath she was holding whooshing out of her as her chest slammed into his.
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She needed more of him, all of him. She spun him around in the direction of her room, her lips still clinging to his. She slipped her hand under his t-shirt, taking it up and off his body as her hands followed his taut muscles up his back. He helped her yank it off, their lips parting only for the briefest moment, before clamping greedily back on each other with an insatiable hunger.
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He yanked her top out of her skirt, his hands slipping under to touch skin. He sighed into her mouth at first touch - soft, silky, smooth, just like he remembered it.
