Solitary Confinement: Another chance at bliss.

 

Insanity and I, we’ve finally had sex last night. I now know myself, and I’m damn proud. I wake up and I think that everything’s all dandy at last. Insanity is perfect. Perfect skin, perfect hair, perfect body. I wrap one arm around him. He’s warm. Good. Being all cold like he was yesterday scared the living hell outta me. Even his auto-mail arm is warm. Probably from body-heat. He inhales deeply. His thin chest rises and falls slowly. God, he sleeps so quietly. If you don’t look at him, you’d think he was dead. I wish Loa slept as quietly. He’s loud, even when I sleep 2 rooms away. Insanity opens his eyes and looks around. Then he focuses on me. “Hey.” I say. He nods to me. He rolls over on his side and snuggles up against my chest. I just realize that I’m completely naked, but so is he. “You okay?” He nods again.

“Just a little tired still.” His eyes close.

“We gotta get up soon…” He nods yet again. Not very talkative, are we? He rises to his elbows, his eyes still half-open. Not a morning person either, I see. I sit up as well. My back snaps. Insanity looks up at the sound. I shrug. He rolls his eyes.

“I’m gonna take a shower. Come with me?” He gestures to the open doorway. I smirk at him.

“Wow, this is sooo sudden!” I joke. I slide out of bed and follow him.

“Cold or hot?” I shrug again. Like it matters to me. I’ll take a shower with either. He reaches in and turns the knob for warm water. He steps in and motions for me to join. I step in. The water’s really warm now. I reach up and grab the soap. He turns around, his back to me, and pulls his hair out of the way. I slowly rub the bar on his back, his tattoos covered with soapsuds. He moans softly and leans his head back. I step closer to him, my free arm snaking around his waist. I lean my head down and lick the back of his neck. He leans his head back against my collarbone.

“Wanna go again…?” I whisper into his ear. I notice he has numerous piercings on each ear. He nods once.

I take the soap and rub it furiously in my hands. I drop it, then I slick up my cock. Jesus, I’m hard already. Last night was hard for me, but now, I’m all fired up! I push Insanity against the wall, he’s already breathing hard. My hands blacken and harden, and I grab his thighs. He hurries and grabs my shoulders as I lift him up, his legs locked around my waist. I slowly push myself up, into him. He moans and tightens his grip. It’s easier this time, with lube. He closes his eyes, sighing. I shoot my head forward and my mouth closes over his. I slide my tongue into his mouth; he sucks on it. I thrust my hips up into him. He moans into my mouth, his fingers digging into my shoulders. I’m aware that my claws are digging into the flesh of his thighs. Blood dotted the floor of the shower and is washed away by a stream of water.

“More….” He moans. I nip at his neck. I quicken my pace, ramming harder, deeper. Ooohh, I hit the sensitive spot. He arches his back, letting out a long moan. He clutches me to him. I can feel his heart pounding in his chest. My breathing is coming out in shallow gasps. I’m gonna orgasm already? I’m just barely aware of the shower raining down on us, the streams almost massaging my skin. That and the sex make me feel as if I’m at ease, but I know that something bad will happen. I just don’t know what or when. Insanity’s cries jerks me back to the shower. One final thrust bring me over the edge.