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Posted on June 16, 2010 at 05:40:48 AM by Blake
"You take the Breath right out of me And left a hole where my heart should be..." I smell her before I see her and I lick my lips as I face the ground. My eyes are open but I do not see. My face is curved into a smile, but I do not feel happy. What is wrong with me? Blake, what the hell is wrong with you? My heart thuds hard against my chest as the smell of the femme catches in my nose. I can feel something stir in me but I cannot look up. I don't want to look up. My fingers coil in the grass as the pain in my head eases. The night has fallen and with it, so had my control. I can feel my bones trying to shift beneath my skin, the wolf trying to take over. But it wasn't like I normally felt it. Usually, it was beautiful, no, scratch that. Sensational. But this time, it was forced, uncomfortable. It was though it wanted to be known. But I do not switch form. It seems to burn on the surface, but does not want to appear. I couldn't understand it, but as I smell the woman, I can't even understand the lust I feel for the stranger. And that was odd for a man I'm sure. I raise to my hands and knees, continuing to stare at the grass. I can't really comprehend what she is saying but as she rests her hand on my shoulder, I rest mine over it. I can feel her warmth, the rush of blood through her fingers and then snatch my hand away. This wasn't right, but it was so right. I groan to myself, the lack of thought beginning to bother me. I groan again as I catch her name. Aeron. I nod, comprehending that she is speaking to me, but I can't respond, my lips won't work. I reach out to find her hand again, wanting the warmth, the feeling. The touch. But I can't, instead, my hand reaches out towards her face as I turn to face her. "Blake. I'm Blake. Are the only words I can father, manage. I see her now, her petite thin frame. I want to touch it, caress it, smell it. No, I don't. But I do...I growl and continue to stare at her, my hands snatching for the grass in order to resist. I must fight this primal feeling. The only thing that is letting me do so though is my pride. Not that of Blake's, but of the wolf's. It is in control. And that, my friend, is never good. "You've got to fight just to make it through Cause I will be the death of You." |
Replies:
- I can end your world now, baby - By a e r o n June 18, 2010 at 07:41:11 AM
- It's not the end of the world now baby.... - By Blake June 22, 2010 at 03:33:23 AM
- your lips are my strongest desire - By a e r o n June 24, 2010 at 08:27:30 AM
- It's not the end of the world now baby.... - By Blake June 22, 2010 at 03:33:23 AM
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