Mircoporn (sorta)

By: Shades of Hades

A/N: Written for my Imagining the Short Story class. The assignment was to write a piece of mircofiction… and mine turned out kinda dirty, but I had a friend of mine read it that’s in my class, and he said it should be fine to read…. blushes It’s just, everyone’s going to know right away that I’m a gigantic perv. Hahaha. Oh well, we’ll see how things go tomorrow. Blah, by the way, I couldn’t think up an intelligent title for this… Sorry.

Completely entranced by his beauty, I watch on, unobserved from my location in the doorway. He is a picture of elegance, legs hooked at the ankles, feet perched at the edge of the tub, his wet, smooth legs shinning in the low light from the water and bubbles that seem to cling to him like a second skin. One hand draws light circles over his glistening chest, face turned towards me, lips tugging gently at the corners of his mouth into a slight, content smile; eyes nearly closed in absolute pleasure as his other hand follows a similar path as its pair, tracing over and over that muscle that lays between quivering thighs.

I move closer, barely able to contain myself, hypnotized by the continuous movement of that hand. His eyelashes flutter open and he stares at me through half lidded emerald eyes. I’m not even sure if he saw me. Maybe he did, but was beyond the point of caring. Hips trusting forward, out of the water, liquid spilling over the side of the tub with the violent movement, but he doesn’t notice as his fingers increase their pace. My body aches the more I watch him, trapped in absolute ecstasy.

Finally, his mouth gapes open, breath becoming harsh, then he breathes my name with a sigh of relief, relaxing back into the white bath tub, feet crossing once again, green eyes sparkling in completion. Face turning back towards me, he gives a satisfied smirk, picking up his abandoned book, signifying the end of my private show.

Silently, I turn, and stomp from the room, fuming.