I love thunderstorms too, thereâs something about it thatâs soothing in a weird way. Can I ask for Tsukishima x Thunderstorms? đ
Yeah, me too! Thereâs an energy with thunderstorms that draws me outside. Whenever we get a bad one, I go out to stand in our carport and look to the forest behind our house. I LOVE lightning! Tiger always laughs when I get excited about seeing a bolt. I love the ones that spiderweb through a cloud. Itâs so beautiful, but so fleeting â there for only a second or two and then gone forever. Hope you enjoy!
A crash of thunder shook the house, making you jump with a surprised yelp. Shukuro chuckled, closed the book he was reading, and moved across the couch to cuddle close. âSounds like a bad one is brewing out there.â
You snuggled into the familiar shape of his body as you both settled where you could both look out of the livingroom window and see the sky. âDid you know that a lightning bolt is five times hotter than the surface of the sun?â
âNo, I did not know that.â He pressed a kiss to the top of your head.Â
âThe energy it produces can power a 60-watt bulb for six months.âÂ
He turned you over to face him, âI love it when you talk all scientific.â He grinned, threaded his fingers through your hair.Â
You grinned back, âAm I getting you all worked up?â
He laughed, âI think you know it doesnât take much for you to get me all worked up.â He pulled your shirt up and off, âI want you, right here, right now.â His lips and tongue took command of your mouth.
A flash of lightning lit the room with a clap of thunder close behind. The power went out. But, neither of you cared. You were too busy peeling off each otherâs clothes and kissing to care about the power.
You treasured moments like this. Watching Shukuroâs handsome face, illuminated like snapshots as he moved over your body was like watching it all unfold in stop motion. But, the sensations never stopped.Â
Lightning may be hotter than the sun, but so was the passion between you and Shukuro. And it lasted way longer than just a few seconds. Your cries of ecstasy were still going long after the storm had blown itself out.Â
