30_Forbidden Sentences

Author's Note: God damn this pairing.

All credit for prompts goes to the LJ Community 30_Forbidden. I have this pairing, MadaSasu claimed there, but I've been having the most horrible muse for fiction writing lately. Its extremely annoying. So I made sentences to start, and hopefully I might be able to spin off of these soon, if only just like a really short drabble or something.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy them. All are done in first person through Sasuke's point of view. Most of them are erotic. Some of them are not, but most of them are.

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■ -- Hidden
There was a place we would go, he and I - away from everything and everyone; our place, hidden away from everyone's eyes.

■ -- Memory
The sound; the taste; the feeling that rippled down my warm flesh and made my toes curl; my mouth slack open; my breath thin and wanting; all came to a stop when the door creaked open and there he stood staring down at me all curled in the sheets and skin rouge - with a horribly evil look on his face.

■ -- Lightning/Thunder
His lips consumed me; my fingers slid up the curve of his neck and into the rain kissed hair pulling closer before the inevitable parting - I panted softly; he whispered, "like lightning."

■ -- Unknown
It made me breathless; made me queasy; made me weak in the knees, this thing he did to me; it starved me, and fed me, and all the water in the world wouldn't save my drying throat.

■ -- Never
His eyes looked irritated; half amused, but more irritated -- "Here you are again," he spoke, "directly defying me. Will you ever learn to listen?" I smiled slyly; leaned in - lips whispered into his, "Never."

■ -- Sweet
I never liked sweets, but he fixed that.

■ -- Fear
My heart was wild; my skin was hot and breath shaken; my body drenched in sweat -- his loomed over me and his smile, impishly devious, made my blood run cold.

■ -- Dark
He laughed, that sort of superior laugh - cruel and sadistic in nature; at first I thought it was hatred that boiled within me when he laughed like that, but now I'm not so sure.

■ -- Hate
I remember the day he never came back, and I was furious -- through all the people I'd lost in my life, I never thought it would be he who would leave such a large hole almost as wide as the one I left in myself those years ago, but when his claws were dug so deep inside of me, I guess I shouldn't have been so shocked by the aftermath.

■ -- Touch
It was barely a whisper rolling down my side, the crease of my leg and my inner thigh; but I heard what it said - those fingers warm and strong - crave me.

■ -- Close
I could feel his heart pulse against my chest as his warm solid body pressed against mine; there was no room to breathe here.

■ -- Black
I found a pattern in our love making: the nights when the sky was its blackest was when our breath was at its thinnest.

■ -- White
My lips were frozen, I shivered; stripped naked against the cold ground, and he left a trail of saliva - quickly to freeze over - up my chest toward my ear to whisper warmly, "remember when the snow was pure?"

■ -- Lonely
Sometimes I would see it, or he would let me see it -- that forlorn look in his eyes was a lot like mine.

■ -- Love
I couldn't help but wonder to myself how was it that hands like his, hands that had seen so much blood, hands that were tainted by the world's cruelty and the need to stand over it, could speak to me in such soft and promising whispers.

■ -- Need
He always knew how to leave me fed well enough so I would realize just how hungry I was.

■ -- Want
My eyes were transfixed as I watched his fingers slide down his abdomen, down the crease of his leg and curl around the length found there; I leaned in from my position with an expression of longing -- how I ached for those fingers to be mine.

■ -- Remember
Ever since that night, we'd go out together when the moon was full and lay there beneath it, and on the clearest nights I could almost see his face in the moon.

■ -- Wait
He told me to wait, but the world was becoming a blur, and I - in hot thin pants; sweat glistened skin warm and feverish - couldn't obey his request.

■ -- Happy
After everything that had happened, I didn't think it was possible for me to smile and really mean it -- until I got to know him.

■ -- Watch
When it came to a body like his, it seemed to be best enjoyed from just a small crack between wall and door.

■ -- Forbidden
I'd stalk outside his room every night just to see what my eyes couldn't see in the daylight.

■ -- Numb
The air was motionless the night he turned away and left it all hanging above the doorstep.

■ -- Past
As my fingers slid down his chest I could feel it: the thrum of a thousand men set to war was right beneath me.

■ -- Taste
Slowly, I inhaled - drinking up the scent of his skin as my body rolled up and head tipped back; the taste of his sweat still lingered on my tongue.

■ -- Amuse
It wasn't hard to amuse Madara when you were bent over drooling.

■ -- Escape
And we'd play this game, trivial as it may be, because here it was just him and me.

■ -- Happy
When I stand beside him I feel like I have finally found home.

■ -- Forever
My fingers curled into the ground where his body laid still, and I thought to myself 'it shouldn't hurt so much', because when he said forever I knew immediately it was a lie.

■ -- Bitter
I stood by his side; my smile was a bitter one as I looked upon the place that, until very recently, used to be so perfect and so clean.

■ -- Forget
I felt warmth and wetness slick the shell of my ear -- his aroma overwhelmed me, and soon enough there was nothing in existence but him and I.