Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Lance/?
Summary: Someone wants to spontaneously combust with
Lance.
Dedication: To Michelle who brought the Lance loving bunnies
to my attention.

You look at him and you�re almost startled by how really beautiful he is. If you said it out loud he�d laugh in your face but he can�t stop you from thinking it. You watch as the moonlight crawls across his pale
white skin. You wanna follow its path with your tongue and so you do. He stirs in his sleep but you just keep following the moonlit trail across his body. His eyes flutter open and you stop as you notice the shimmer of jade. You have to look and you know you�re about to be lost in those eyes. His smile brightens the dark room and you feel like you�re in the spotlight. Nothing but you two exists anymore. You let your fingers ghost over his skin and you feel him squirm under your stare and touch. Your heart speeds up as you try to swallow his beauty. Somehow you don�t think you�ll ever have enough time to take him all in but you still try. Your mind screams words at you but you only catch the most important three: beautiful, love, and Lance. Your mouth works on it�s own accord and between worshiping his body with your lips and tongue you chant those three words. Your skin tingles as his hands ghost over the skin you almost forgot was there. He leaves a small
trail of freezing fire where his fingers touch you. The pure bliss of
                                                                                               his touch sets you off and you need more. You untangle the remaining sheets from his body and feel his beauty permeating through your soul.
He�s saying something or maybe he�s humming you don�t really know because some of your other sense
s are on overload and well at the moment hearing was forgotten. His voice breaks the sense barrier and you hear that he�s saying your name in what seems to be aprayer to God but you highly doubt he�s praying right now. You move on to kiss his lips and as your tongues dance you feel him spread his
thighs for you. In any other situation you�d think the gesture was crude but from him it�s beautiful.
Your hands are gripping his soft hair and you want to feel him burn around you and through you. You push in and you feel the fire in an instant. Everything about him simmers and boils and burns you and you wanted this so much. You feel the temperature rise in your own body and you�re pretty sure you dying right now but God if this isn�t the most perfect way to die. Spontaneous combustion you think maybe that�s what�s gonna happen to you. The fire builds in the pit of your stomach and you�re pretty sure that this is it. You�re gonna explode with this
                        absolutelywonderfultoogoodamazingperfect feeling. You hear your name followed by a few curses and a Jesus Christ and Mary mother of God. You let the chant leave your lips and you almost scream it as you give into the fire. You�re not dead or even burnt or charred and you�re amazed that you survived that. His voice enters your ears in a low hum, �Josh, mmmm.� He doesn�t try to say anything else and you don�t try
either because you know that you both have to regain control over your bodies. You don�t move from your position between his legs and he doesn�t push you away so you stay. He sighs happily as he pulls the cool sheet over your overheated body and somewhere in the depths of your mind you think you�d like to spontaneously combust more often. 

The End
Spontaneous Combustion
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