Faster and faster

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Title: Blood carousel
Pairing: ??xZoro
Rating: Teen? Some sex, but nothing too graphic.
Theme: Senses
Words: 183
AN: Inspired by "El Tango de Roxanne" and "Bolero" from Moulin Rouge.

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To Zoro, sex was like fighting.

Starting slow, senses tingling with anticipation, sharp as they could be. Awaiting that sound, that movement that invited him to begin.

Then, tempo building up, the two combatants circling each other... breath hot, eyes burning onto weak points, unprotected flesh.
The clash of steel against steel, or skin against skin.
Faster, faster, the outside world fading away. Panting, the taste of metal, blood painting patterns on the ground.
Grunts. Muscles straining under skin sleek with sweat.
Faster, faster, harder, until everything disappeared except the beating of your own heart.

Zoro had been close to dying twice. Knew the serenity and clear mind one would experience when your body was at it's very limit.
All sounds muffled, just the steady beat of  your heart pounding in your ears.
The taste of blood, the blurred vision... the numbing, surreal pain that ached through every inch of your body.


As the blond kept pounding into him, faster, deeper, Zoro felt it for the third time in his life.



And he knew that this time, he had begged for defeat.


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Comments

[madnesshp.livejournal.com]

Oooooooooh~~~~ NICE! ♥

[beanchan.livejournal.com]

Wooo manly uke Zoro!

[yuki-kokoro.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm, I like the mood you set up here. This line stuck with me especially: "Knew the serenity and clear mind one would experience when your body was at it's very limit. All sounds muffled, just the steady beat of your heart pounding in your ears."

That struck me as a particularly good comparision between almost dying and sex. The concept of those things being similar also appeals to me, having sex be that extreme.