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Posted on June 22, 2010 at 03:33:23 AM by Blake
"You take the Breath right out of me And left a hole where my heart should be..." I watched her as she ran off towards wherever she was going. I did not notice the tangled hair, I did not notice the craving she had for the bottle of rum she had from wence she came. I just noticed her, running. I wanted to run after her, snake my arm around her hips and pull her close, tight against my chest. My breathing grows raspier, like her voice, but it is impatient. I was impatient. It wasn't like me. This, wasn't like me. I hold myself back, muscles pulsing with energy as I hold myself to the spot. I growl and groan for her to come back and just on que, she returns, hand clasped around a bottle of rum. I can smell it from here. I smile again, but this time, it is more of a sexual smirk than anything as I watch her run. The way her body moved. Her voice is clearer now and as she repeats her name, I place my finger to her lips. "I already know it sweetcheeks." I smile, observing her deeply. I could not tell if it was this beautiful curse that was drawing her close to me, but right now, the part of my brain that would question such a matter has shut down, closed off. All I see now is her, a woman. A woman who right now I would rip the clothes off and make love to. But something held me back, something crying, screaming inside that it was wrong. She repeated my name over and I over and I could feel something growing within me. I growled in pleasure and laughed deeply, rubbing my face against the nape of her neck. She smelt so good. So. Damn. Good. I can feel her blood pulse beneath her skin and can feel each muscle move beneath her flesh as she places the bottle down. I want to ask if I can have some myself, but not to cure the dryness of my mouth, but to taste her sweet lips around the rim. I pull away from her neck and place my arm around her waist. I place it there, part of my that is fighting saying, screaming that I shouldn't be doing this, let alone go too fast. I grin again, her laughing like music to my ears. I lean in and whisper seductivly in her ear. "I'd like to hear you shout my name sweetcheeks." What had come over me? I pulled back, slowly and stared into her eyes. I knew fine well that this would or could end badly for me. This wasn't my way, that part of me in my head knowing this. But I couldn't fight it for much longer. The seductive wolf that was held back for years by my mannerisms and general charm longed to be let free. And it was hungry, for Aeron who right now, was the target. "You've got to fight just to make it through Cause I will be the death of You." |
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- your lips are my strongest desire - By a e r o n June 24, 2010 at 08:27:30 AM
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