Title: Warm
Author: Elandae
Pairing: Karl/Harry
Rating: R, it’s all about the imagery baby!
Disclaimer: Don’t know them; make no claims of any sort.
Feedback: Always welcome
Author’s Notes: Inspired by a scene in the Rascal Flatts video ‘I Melt’. If you’ve seen the video, you’ll know what I’m talking about.
Harry paused in the doorway, his eyes fixed on the scene before him.
The sheets and pillows were a pristine white. The long lines of Karl’s body were just barely visible beneath the light layer of the sheets. His chest rose and fell softly as he slept. Dark hair tumbled back, stark against the pillowcase. The tanned expanse of his chest contrasted pleasingly with the pure white of the sheets that had slid just far enough down on his hip to show that he wasn’t wearing anything beneath it.
He stirred slightly in his sleep, his hand sliding the slightest bit across the smooth skin of his stomach, the tips of his fingers just slipping beneath the crisp line of the sheets.
Harry licked his lips, envisioning that hand sliding lower, wrapping around firm flesh. Imagined Karl’s bottom lip, caught between his teeth, the golden brown of his chest as he arched off the bed. Then the soft groan that would set Harry’s blood on fire.
He moved carefully across the room, taking care not to make a sound. He pulled his shirt quickly over his head, letting his pants fall to the floor along with it.
Slipping between the sheets, he pressed against the soothing warmth of Karl’s body, arm slipping easily around his waist, the edge of the sheets just brushing against his forearm.
Karl turned sleepily, hazel eyes slowly drifting open. He pressed closer to Harry, nuzzling into his neck. Harry pressed a soft kiss against dark hair, knowing that Karl was already asleep again.
“Goodnight,” he whispered softly to the room, sliding farther down in the bed, his skin tingling from the warmth of Karl’s body.
The End.