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Friday, January 25, 2013

Flash Fiction Friday 1-25-13: "Lighthaze"

FFF for Friday Jan 25

The light was overwhelming. Even through the loosely tied scarf, it permeated her, suffused her.  Wrapped loosely in white linen, she breathed steadily, evenly, while he completed his task. Anticipation coiled lazily in her stomach, twisting, twisting. The rough texture of denim on her bare ass only heightened the sensation.

She blew a tendril of hair out of her mouth and he smacked her flank lightly. "Hey," he admonished. "I said no movement." She smiled to herself at the tremble in his voice. Betrayed by his own lust.

She heard his buckle being undone, then the purr of the zipper. He knelt, straddling her legs. Groaning, he pressed against her. Groaning, he slid home. A small sound escaped her, a soft sigh of acceptance. She planted her hands more firmly against the wall and rocked back against him. Ragged breathing was her only response. Her forehead dropped, pressed against the cool of the headboard, rested there.

Abruptly he stiffened, emitted a strangled cry. She felt him flooding into her, and rejoiced.

After, he lay alongside her, stroking her lightly. His hands were rough but tender.

"I wasn't....too hard on you, was I?" he asked, wanting reassurance. She rolled her eyes behind the blindfold. Barely thirty seconds, she thought, no, I don't think that was too much.

But she smiled, and said, "You did fine, honey. We'll try for longer next time."


Word = Dark or light (but not both in the same piece)
Word Length = 300 for 1, 150 for 2, or 75 for 3
Extra Credit = Where did she go to college?

Director's commentary:
I absolutely love the lighting of this shot. Something about the way the guy in this photo is fumbling with the knots and the posture of her body suggested an inexperienced guy who wants to play around with some bondage. I thought I'd have some fun with the idea that he got so excited by it that he only lasted a short time. Who's the woman? Is she his girlfriend? His wife? His mistress? A call girl? You decide. To me, she's his wife, indulging him and turned on by the idea, but a little disappointed at the execution. Well, not everything in the bedroom works out perfectly. That's why you practice until you get it right for all participants. :)
Where did she go to college? She looks like a Vassar girl to me. Don't ask me why.
Thanks to Advizor for putting this one together. If you want to see who else is playing, drop by his page.
Happy FFF! 
-- PB


Advizor54 said...

If she's rolling her eyes under the blindfold, it has to be the wife.

Thanks for playing along this week, we are honored by your participation.

Same sassy girl said...

I adore how you reversed the power dynamic... great take! And wonderful to see you back. Happy FFF!

The Panserbjørne said...

Advizor: To quote Morpheus: "No. The honor is mine." :) Seriously, I almost always have a good time with FFF. Thanks for keeping the prompts going.

Sassy: Were you a reader of mine before my hiatus? I don't recognize you, I don't think. If that's you in the photo, though, that has clearly been a mistake and I should obviously get to know you :) In any case, thanks for the welcome back!

-- PB

Word said...

A delightful play. I can just see him being overwhelmed by it all and her being patient. :) It is a great picture too!

Most of all, good to see you!

Anonymous said...

Enjoyed your story and Director's commentary!

The Panserbjørne said...

Wordwytch: You can thank Advizor for the pic, of course, but still I'm glad you liked the tale. Thanks!

Sweets: Thanks very much! It's always nice to hear the tales are enjoyed.

-- PB